When that woman first left, he went crazy. Later, when he couldn't find her anyway, he indulged in childish ways. Later, he gradually matured. When he realized that the woman was one he could never let go of, he suffered. In the long days that followed, all emotions calmed down.
However, in the past six years, Su Yan had never been like this at any time, as if a hole had been dug out of his heart.
In the cold night, the man's lonely figure gradually dissipated in the raindrops...
The next morning, Ai Jiujiu got up early because he hadn't slept well all night. Although he felt much better after chatting with Ivan last night, he found that his mood was still a bit complicated when he lay down.
Standing in front of the window, the sky outside is beautiful. It should be a sunny day today. After washing up, I opened the web page to check the new comments. There were no meaningful topics. Ai Jiujiu looked at it and closed it.
She opened her mailbox again and received an email from the film studio, saying that the director was very satisfied with her scripts for the first two episodes, which made Ai Jiujiu breathe a sigh of relief again.
I went downstairs to have breakfast. The road outside was still a little wet. It had obviously rained too much yesterday. When I came back, Ai Jiujiu’s eyes unconsciously fell on a certain location, which was where it happened yesterday. The place where Su Yan parked his car.
There are some strange feelings in my heart, but it is normal to have such feelings. After all, I have loved someone, and it would be a lie to say that I have no feelings at all.
Returning to her room, she turned on her computer and started working. She didn't forget her appointment with Yu Shengxia at noon. She guessed it was about the same time, so she changed clothes and went out.
As noon approached, the traffic on the road increased significantly. The "old place" Yu Shengxia referred to was a store they used to frequent. It was not luxurious, but it still had some private rooms and seemed a bit more secretive.
Ai Jiujiu called Yu Shengxia when he arrived at the door of the store. After going up, he discovered that Huo Yanyue was also there.
The three women looked at each other for a moment, and Ai Jiujiu was the first to speak: "Mengxia, Yan Yue, long time no see."
Ai Jiujiu had heard about Huo Yanyue and Nangong Xi's marriage. Since they had found happiness, what happened back then should be over.
Ai Jiujiu looked relaxed, but Yu Shengxia couldn't hold it back for a moment. He came up and hugged Ai Jiujiu, and hit her hard twice on the back. There was obvious choking in his voice: "After all these years, you have run away. Where did it go and why didn’t you contact me later?”
Ai Jiujiu's eyes were slightly red, and he was a little moved: "Sorry, I was busy at that time."
"Why didn't you tell me when you came back? You don't even want to contact me anymore, right?"
Listening to his friend's accusation, Ai Jiujiu smiled and said, "How could it be? I just came back because I had work. I originally wanted to wait until I was done with the past few days before contacting you, but something unexpected happened."
The three of them sat down, and Miss Shengxia interrogated Ai Jiujiu about her past years as if checking her household registration. She seemed to be a little excited, making Miss Yan Yue unable to interrupt even if she wanted to.
But when she heard Ai Jiujiu say that she was the Seven-Second Fish, Miss Yan Yue became excited: "The Seven-Second Fish who wrote "Love in the Palace"?"
"Love in the Palace" is the tragic ancient novel that Ai Jiujiu just finished. Hearing Huo Yanyue ask this, the 99 girl smiled: "Yes, it's me. Have you... seen it?"