Gu Qingyan thought about it and teased, "Mother said that we could get along quite well, and it might be reasonable for us to get along."

"Huh?" An Shengmei was dumbstruck, and felt wronged, "Shouldn't you comfort me? Let me not be nervous. "

Mother is a woman who doesn't care about anything at all, because she is rich, she doesn't need to do anything. She doesn't like to read books, she doesn't like to go shopping, she doesn't like to show her face, but she does like flowers. An Shengmei caught Gu Qingtan's mocking smile and became even more confused.

"A flash in the pan? "No, that's not right. This is not a good idea. Is it just to quietly open the gate and not stir up any hustle and bustle?" Unexpectedly, An Shengmei turned and looked at him.

Gu Qingyan shook his head, "It is at night that the doors are opened to the limit, the flowers are released, and in the morning, I will close my eyes and rest. It will not attract anyone's attention, it will be hard to support, but I will guard that precious treasure."

"Father loved Mother so much that he married her and yet he still wouldn't let her go." "Others say that the Gu Family is the most devoted of all, and the first woman they love will never let go. My father is like this, my grandfather is like this, I … It seems to be the same. "

An Shengmei was speechless for a moment. She refused to let go even though she loved her, and she was raised as a lover in a corner, with the biggest share of love in her heart. It could only be said that everyone had their own way of life.

He sighed, "Believe me, I will never let you suffer. Shengmei, you will never follow in my mother's footsteps."

So what if you love them to the point of death? For example, Tan Yizhe, he would only cause you to feel extremely exhausted and riddled with injuries. So what if he loves his so dully? For example, Gu Qingyan, you have been meticulously taken care of, and cared for you for your entire life. They say that a tired marriage is an unhappy combination.

Then, no matter what, Gu Qingyan would always be a pretty good home ground. Tan Yizhe, just forget about him! If it wasn't yours, it would have left you in the end.

"Shengmei, there's an emergency at the company. You go back first, I'll take a look!" After eating his fill, Gu Qingyan picked up a phone call. When he put down the phone, Gu Qingyan had an apologetic look on his face. He had originally wanted to accompany her wholeheartedly, but now he had decided to leave halfway.

"Rest assured!" I'm not a three year old child! " An Shengmei looked at the frowning Gu Qingyan and laughed out loud. Gu Qingyan was also happy, he happily pecked her on the face, then turned and left without worries.

An Shengmei didn't really want to stay at home for too long, she thought for a while, then packed her things and prepared to go back. She wanted to take the bud away from him, but she didn't forget to leave the child at home.

People were coming and going on the streets, bustling with noise and excitement. Going back to his own home was not far. He suddenly wanted to take the bus and get off at a distance away from home. Following the tree-lined path, An Shengmei slowly walked forward.

He walked around after dinner and lived to 99. The rare winter light warmly spread on his body, and it was also very pleasant to secretly enjoy himself.

He turned down a street and entered a quiet alley a few yards from his house. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in their line of sight. An Shengmei was stunned and did not move.

Tan Yizhe's face was full of anger as he walked over, his sarcasm was like a gust of wind, "The bride-to-be is so beautiful today! Where's Gu Qingyan? Why did you get left alone? "

"Yizhe..." An Shengmei was at a loss for words.

How could she face him? Even though she had already lost all hope when she saw him supporting Chen Xin and leaving, his cold words still burned her heart.

"Are you using my heart to trample on Gu Qingyan?" Step by step, pulled An Shengmei closer to his wide chest. An Shengmei retreated step by step as her back pressed against the cold wall.

"I've made so many phone calls. I'm begging you, but you're not going to see me. Woman, turning hostile is truly heartless!" Tan Yizhe breathed heavily onto An Shengmei's face, so much so that his mouth was close to An Shengmei's ear.

An Shengmei used all her strength to break apart the arms that he was tightly holding onto, but was unable to do anything about it. Being so close to him at such a close distance, she was angry and sad. Her face could not help but turn red!

"You still have me in your heart!" Tan Yizhe's mouth hooked up as he smiled charmingly, "Look, your face is red, just like when we kissed for the first time."

"Stop it, all right? I'll be married in a few days! " An Shengmei's heart trembled as she forcefully suppressed her absent-mindedness and said indifferently.

"Is that so? Do you really love Gu Qingyan? Look into my eyes and say you love him. " A trace of coldness flashed past the corner of Tan Yizhe's eyes, as he looked at An Shengmei sadly.

"Stop messing around, all right?" An Shengmei felt his heart shake upon touching his deep sorrow, and lowered her eyes as she begged.

"You don't love Gu Qingyan, I knew it. You always used him to torture me. Seeing An Shengmei's evasive words, Tan Yizhe actually laughed happily, laughed in a panic, and laughed his heart out. "I don't love him, don't tie the knot for this marriage."

"No!"

"You really want to marry him?" Tan Yizhe's heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife. His throat was hoarse and his eyes were red.

"Yes sir!" He couldn't continue to torture her like this. He had to cut through the mess quickly. An Shengmei said without hesitation.

"Is it worth the sacrifice to anger me to death?" Laughing sinisterly, Tan Yizhe suddenly stuck close to his and fiercely kissed his red lips with a bit of revenge.

An Shengmei was startled, and the hedgehog in her heart immediately opened its mouth.

She bit on Tan Yizhe's lips hard, causing him to retreat in pain. She ruthlessly wiped his lips and coldly said, "Don't make me hate you!"

Are you going to be so cruel to me? Do you hate my contact so much? Tan Yizhe was severely injured, the love he persevered in fell to the ground like crystal glass, breaking into pieces that were mixed with the blood of his memories!

Life is a play! You let me into the scene, see me into a trance, and then leave, laughing freely to tell me, the actor Ben Heartless!

"Think about it." His voice was hoarse as he wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips. He looked deeply at her, his eyes full of injuries.

"I can't finish my sentence and I can't help but feel sad. I can't gauge the distance between love and not love. Say, your heart is no longer warm as it was before …" With a bitter smile, Tan Yizhe turned around and left. He sang a song with a hoarse voice that sounded like it was crying and complaining.

It was the song again. He had sung it when they parted, and those who heard it had tears on their faces, though he had never known it. An Shengmei's heart felt sour. Her strength flowed along with the singing, and he felt weak. His body swayed, and she hurriedly used her hands to support the wall, stabilizing his body. The wall was cold to the touch, and the chilliness was deep to the heart!

The two of them were mutual lovers, and the moon was full when it came to their love. Why was it that their love was so bitter and tormented each other?!

An Shengmei looked at his back, her eyes dry, as though she wanted to cry. She suddenly understood, that the once stubborn youth in that pure and beautiful age had vanished, never to return.