C120

Chapter 120 - The Last Time

Yu Cen Ran walked up and picked up a glass of red wine. She raised her head and placed it in her mouth. She then sat on the sofa with her long legs crossed gracefully. Soon, the red wine cup was empty.

Then, he stood up and walked out of the room.

Just as Yu Cen Ran's long legs were about to step out of the room, Zhou Yuchen asked from behind, "Young Master Yu, do you really want to spend the rest of your life on the South Bridge?"

Hearing this, Yu Cen Ran's tall body slightly trembled. For a moment, she seemed to be lost in thought.

Finally, he raised his leg and continued to walk out.

A red taxi pulled up, and South Bridge pulled change out of his bag. He stepped out and stood in the darkness, staring at the apartment building.

It was already very late. The electronic clock on the wall indicated that it was 2 in the morning. It was old with mottled stains on its surface.

South Bridge sank wearily into the sofa. He did not sleep, and he also could not sleep.

She did not like staying in the hospital at all. That place, the place where people died and the living died, was also a dark place where the living and the dead parted forever. When South Bridge suddenly proposed to leave the hospital, the dean had no choice but to allow it.

In just a few days, she had experienced a lot. Her body and spirit were all damaged, and now that she had returned to her home, she was the only one left in the apartment. It was cold and deserted.

Slowly taking in a deep breath, he sat in the darkness of the South Bridge, feeling the breath his mother had left him.

After a long while, South Bridge touched the back of the sofa and stood up. He turned on all the lights in the room. There was a thin layer of dust on the light bulb and the lighting was a bit dim.

She took off her fur coat and gently caressed every inch of the room with her South Bridge Fingers. The warmth from her mother's warmth was no more on her fingertips, only coldness. It made her miss her past even more.

It had already been almost a year since her mother passed away. In this period of time, she had never come back to see him. She did not have the courage to do so, nor did she dare to think about him.

At the beginning, he was filled with grief, but later, he slowly forgot. He thought he could do it, but after knowing the truth, he completely collapsed!

She hated him so much, hated her family so much, hated herself for not being able to live up to her expectations!

As he passed his mother's room, Nanqiao stopped in her tracks. She raised her eyes slightly, and at a glance, she saw the entire family hanging on the wall in the middle of the room.

In the frame, the family of three stood together. The smile on their faces was very sweet; it was one of Mother's favorite photographs. She liked it so much that it had to be molded and even had to be framed.

The Nan Family once had a short period of happiness. Because of this, her mother would never give up on her family. Every time she cried and yelled for them to never see her again, she could not help but let go.

Then, one night, when Nan Qiankun came home drunk, he mentioned that his mother and the young Nan Qiao were about to fight. He had accidentally smashed the photo frame, and now it was unscathed by the sticky paste.

For some reason, the memories of her past times with her mother surfaced in Nanqiao's mind. She touched the back of her hand and told herself to be serious.

The yearning Yu Cen Ran, she called him Little Yu, she said, Little Yu, you must give my daughter happiness ah!

However, Nanqiao thought that if she hadn't met Yu Cen Ran again, then her mother would still be alive, right? This kind of happiness was too empty. It was as if she really couldn't afford it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill of hatred in his heart, and his heart ached. He couldn't free himself, so he stood quietly outside the door and told himself, "Yu Cen Ran and you really aren't suitable. Let go, don't stay any longer!"

The corner of his mouth curled up into a wry smile. He raised his hand and heavily tapped his head twice, wanting to wake himself up. He quietly sat on the sofa with his hands around his knees and his chin resting on his knees, quietly lost in thought.

His mind was very empty, very messy, and he did not know what to think about the South Bridge. His mind was very empty, very messy, and he did not know what to think about the South Bridge.

All sorts of people actually caused her to feel exhausted.

He raised his hand to his temple and pressed a few times with moderate strength. In the end, Nanqiao was still unable to resist his sleepiness. After yawning, he got up and went to his room to lie down.

The next morning.

Wearing a pair of pajamas and slippers, she walked into the living room. She accidentally glanced at the almost full trash can, then bent over to pick up the garbage bag.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure.

There was a thin layer of snow on the street in the early morning sunlight. Yu Cen Ran was leaning against the black Rolls Royce. Her tall figure was supporting her strong arms. The cigarette between her fingers was still burning and smoke was still coming out.

A faint astonishment appeared in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would be waiting here so early. He even said that he had been here since last night.

Yu Cen Ran narrowed her eyes slightly as her handsome eyebrows raised up. She stomped on her cigarette and walked towards the south bridge.

Yu Cen Ran narrowed her eyes. She didn't want to get any closer to him. With her eyebrows raised, she asked, "What, you don't welcome me?"

Nanqiao pursed his lips, saying nothing.

In the end, Yu Cen Ran compromised. She raised her arm and stuffed the white bag she was holding into South Bridge's hands. Her gaze swept over and landed on South Bridge's face. "You have to change the medicine on your face, don't forget."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Looking at his departing back, gloomy, desolate, and seemingly one with this cold street, for some reason, South Bridge felt somewhat unwilling and suddenly said, "Do you want to eat breakfast?"

Yu Cen Ran paused and turned her head. With a profound look in her eyes, she rubbed her sleeves and licked her lips, "Do you want to eat? I'll go get some noodles."

Yu Cen Ran bit her lips and softly replied, "Alright."

Upon entering, she subconsciously changed her slippers. Thinking that only the South Heaven could wear them, Yu Cen Ran curled her lips in disgust. She decided not to change them and walked into the living room and placed the key on the tea table.

Raising her eyes and looking at the south bridge, she seemed to have lost a bit of weight compared to yesterday.

The South Bridge did not turn back, but she could clearly feel that burning gaze behind her, like a flame, burning as if it were on her back.

Without a word, South Bridge walked directly to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He took out the few scallions and pastries, filled them with water, boiled them with water, and cut the scallions. The whole process went smoothly.

At home, South Bridge rarely cooked, but she knew how to cook since she was young. It was just that she couldn't afford to cook, and the leftover pastries didn't seem to be enough for the two of them. She turned around and asked, "Do you want a bowl?"

"Whatever."

"There doesn't seem to be enough noodles, but there are a lot of eggs." South Bridge bent over as he rummaged through his bowl. He muttered, "Then I'll just eat half a bowl!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was heard by the sharp-eared Yu Cen. His lips curled up into an enchanting smile as he thought of something. Yu Cen Ran added, "Give me a bowl of egg soup."

The heating inside the room was a little stuffy. Yu Cen Ran took off her jacket and opened a few buttons on her white shirt. She lightly rolled up the sleeves of her shirt and leaned against the door frame, staring at the South Bridge.

Nanqiao did not look back as he picked up his chopsticks and scooped up a few eggs. He placed them in a bowl and washed them out with salt water. Then, he put some sesame oil and onions in the pot and boiled them.

After a moment, the simple breakfast was ready. There was not much seasoning in the house, so Nanqiao just poured the soy sauce over the top and carried out the noodles and egg soup. Instantly, the fragrance filled the air.

As he passed by Yu Cen Ran, he smelled a strong scent of alcohol and smoke. He frowned, apparently, he drank quite a bit and placed it on the table. He turned around and called out to Yu Cen Ran, "Come and eat."

"Yes."

Yu Cen Ran sat down and picked up the spoon. He glanced at the floating layer of light green onions and slightly frowned. He was about to pick it out, but he was snatched away by South Bridge and placed it in the noodle bowl. "I almost forgot to pick it out. Don't waste it, I'll eat it."

Her actions were natural, without the slightest disagreement. In the past, she had done the same thing. She used a bowl to scoop all the floating tender green onions and flowers into her own bowl.

He had a bad habit of picking out food, not eating onions, not eating cilantro. South Bridge knew this problem better than anyone else.

Yu Cen Ran's finger paused slightly as her body stiffened. For a moment, the room was so quiet that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. The rustling sound came from the sound of two people eating.

After drinking a lot of wine that night, Yu Cen Ran was indeed hungry. She ate up all the noodles and soup, but the excessive eating made her stomach ache. She picked up the egg soup, scooped a spoonful and then put it down.

Soon after, Nanqiao cleaned up the dishes and entered the kitchen. She turned on the sink's switch and let the cold water flow through her fingers. Dazzling yellow light shone down from above, softening the outline of the light on Nanqiao's body.

She was wearing an apron as she worked quietly in the kitchen. South Bridge knew that Yu Cen Ran's gaze was always on her, but she didn't turn her head. She didn't turn her head. She wouldn't soften her heart if she didn't look.

However, she had overestimated her determination in the end.

When Yu Cen Ran's warm and broad body approached, South Bridge admitted that she had fallen into a trap. She was so weak that she was barely able to withstand it.

His body was pressed tightly against his back, and even through his clothes, he could still feel the heat radiating from the other party's body. Hot, warm, Yu Cen Ran's eyes lit up with a dim light.

Yu Cen Ran's gaze followed her for a long time without saying a word. However, an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air.

Yu Cen Ran's voice was hoarse and filled with anxiety, "South Bridge, really, don't think about it anymore? "We …"

She could feel Yu Cen Ran's pain, how much pain she felt in her heart. She could feel his kiss, but there was no us!

Her heart contracted, and South Bridge's eyelashes trembled slightly. She originally thought that she was resolute enough, but in front of this man, she revealed her weakness once again!

He pleaded again and again in her ear, put it down. With his identity and status, Yu Cen Ran knew that she did not have the position to force South Bridge to stay, so she gave up all her dignity and begged South Bridge to stay.