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As he thought about this, a familiar melody rang beside his ears. An Shengmei saw Tan Yizhe sitting on the stage, wearing a clean white shirt, singing a small song about the love of soda green. His voice was no longer that young man's voice that was softly chanting back then, but a man with a deep and powerful magnetism. They had all grown up.

After singing the song, the supervisor said to Tan Yizhe in a respectful tone: "Director Tan is singing really well, he's not worse than those other celebrities at all. How about you and Shengmei sing together?"

When An Shengmei heard the supervisor say her name, she felt her body tremble and quickly waved her hand to decline, "Supervisor, I don't even have five syllables, don't make me embarrass myself."

The supervisor, however, did not take it in, "Shengmei, your voice sounds so nice. It's definitely good to sing, don't decline it." As he said that, he pushed An Shengmei onto the stage.

Tan Yizhe asked her in a gentle tone: "What are you going to sing?"

"Whatever." An Shengmei's character was almost worn out, this group of people were simply going to get her tonight! No matter what, she had to bring herself and this damned Tan Yizhe together.

Tan Yizhe quickly selected the song and handed over a mic to her. An Shengmei took over the name of the song that Mike saw on the screen — — "I'm in Chang An". She turned her head to look at Tan Yizhe in shock, but Tan Yizhe only smiled lightly: "In the past, listening to you sing this song was pretty nice."

Tan Yizhe's thin lips slightly parted, "I saw the ruins of a lonely city again. Blood and sand had once alternated here, and in the end, there was a line of blood that was left in the scroll, but it was unable to bring out a hint of an innocent smile."

An Shengmei's voice was very soft, "I dreamt that there was a rain in the sky blue and the rain's soft aura, as if I was waking up from a dream who was the real you.

After the song ended, An Shengmei drank some wine tonight and felt a little dizzy. After putting down the microphone, she told the supervisor that the room was too noisy, so she went out to get some fresh air. Then she pushed open the door and left. When Tan Yizhe saw her, she followed her out and saw her standing in the corridor, wiping her hands over her face.

Seeing that Tan Yizhe had come out, An Shengmei used his hands to wipe away his tears in panic.

"Why are you crying? You feel so bad just singing a song with me? " Tan Yizhe leaned against the wall beside her with his arms crossed.

An Shengmei stubbornly argued: "I'm not crying, which eye of yours saw me crying, be careful or I'll sue you for slander."

"I saw it with both eyes." An Shengmei's eyes were red. He didn't even need to guess to know that she was crying. He ridiculed her in a somewhat funny manner, "After so many years, your mouth is still unforgiving. You must have offended many people over the years, haven't you?"

"I can't compare to Mr. Tan. I bring my own halo wherever I go, leaving a deep impression in my mind." An Shengmei sarcastically replied.

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. Both of them looked at each other, unwilling to admit defeat.

"I'm not feeling well, I'll go home first." An Shengmei was the first to be defeated, she had drank too much tonight, and most of it was because she couldn't stand his hawk-like eyes.

Tan Yizhe pulled her hand: "I'll send you off."

"No need. No need to trouble yourself, Director Tan. This is Shanghai, not Beijing." She was reminding him not to be as domineering as he had been the day he had left Beijing.

Tan Yizhe turned around and wrapped his arms around An Shengmei as he supported himself against the wall.

An Shengmei reached out to try and push her away, but her strength was insufficient in front of Tan Yizhe.

Tan Yizhe enjoyed sucking on her sparkling lips, his tongue tyrannically pried open her white teeth, plundering her breath. Usually, the kiss she gave him would have a hint of punishment due to its sweetness, so An Shengmei closed her eyes and bit down hard, causing the two people's mouth to be filled with the smell of blood, but Tan Yizhe did not move at all.

Neither of them noticed that in a corner of the corridor, there was a person looking at their lingering appearance. Sparks appeared in his eyes as he tightly clenched his fists. He didn't even realize that his nails had pierced his palms.

Just as An Shengmei was about to collapse due to lack of oxygen, Tan Yizhe let her go. An Shengmei, who had just regained her breath, raised her hand and without any hesitation, gave Tan Yizhe a resounding slap and ran out of the KTV as if he was escaping. Coincidentally, there was an empty taxi passing by, and by the time Tan Yizhe came out, she had already boarded the car and left.

"Little girl, where are you going?" The taxi driver was a kind middle-aged man.

An Shengmei did not think too much into it and gave her home address.

When the taxi driver saw her tear-stained face, he consoled her, "Young couple, it's only been two or three days since we've made up. Don't take it too seriously!"

An Shengmei did not reply. She only looked out the window at the scenery that was quickly disappearing as she silently shed tears.

Sitting on the carriage, with the alcohol increasing, An Shengmei only had one remaining thought: Go to Gu Qingyan's side.

Last time when she met Tan Yizhe in Beijing, she had wanted to smash a stone into her calm heart's lake. All these years, she had had her suitors, other than the reason why Gu Qingyan helped her block the attack, she had always been calm and composed.

Her heart was in chaos. Her first reaction after all these years of living a normal life, was to escape from his world. Only Gu Qingyan could make her feel at ease.

In the first year that Gu Qingyan worked in Shanghai, his rich parents bought him a two bedroom apartment. He repeatedly advised An Shengmei to move in with him, but was rejected by him with all kinds of excuses.

Gu Qingyan once said, "Shengmei, you live in the outskirts of Shanghai and it's not convenient for you to even go to and from work. Come stay at my place, I still have one empty room. "

An Shengmei just smiled and shook her head. After working overtime, she finally made a good performance and moved to the Shanghai district after the salary increase. Although it was just at the edge of the city, the distance to and from work was much shorter by one or two points compared to working in the suburbs.

After that, An Shengmei's family was robbed, and Gu Qingyan said, "Shengmei, the security of the place where you live is so poor, I can't be at ease. I'll keep that empty room for you, move over here."

An Shengmei shook her head once again. After calling the police, he checked her belongings and set up a watch at home.

After that, various things happened. Gu Qingyan advised her countless times, but she only shook his head and gave him a light smile. In the end, Gu Qingyan had no other choice but to buy a car to take her to and from work everyday.

An Shengmei got off the carriage and ran all the way from the entrance of the residential complex to Gu Qingyan's house. She shouted at the top of her lungs for Gu Qingyan, and the security guards immediately followed the voice. Gu Qingyan who was bathing in the bathroom paused for a moment, "It sounds like a beautiful voice." He turned off the tap and did not hear anything, then turned on the tap to rinse the soap bubbles on her body, not forgetting to mock herself, "Gu Qingyan, you must be crazy right?