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Wen Nuan opened her eyes slightly and looked at the hazy ceiling. There seemed to be faint voices and laughter outside the room. She opened her mouth to call out, but before she could say the word "Dad", her eyes automatically turned to the heavy curtains. A faint light floated in through the gap, but was completely blocked when the curtains fell back to their original position after the wind passed. Endless darkness spread in the deep night. Www!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo!cOM
She wiped away the tears that seeped out of her dream, fumbled for her phone, and at 3:45 in the morning, she picked up the remote control and turned on the CD, and the old song played softly.
After a while, warm liquid flowed down the corners of his eyes, slowly slid into his temples, and wet the hair on the pillow.
The melancholy old joy is like a dream, and when I wake up I can find it nowhere.
It is impossible to move the past to the present, so the gap in memory of old love that is like a dream is painful and heartbreaking when touched.
Things that are too beautiful are never suitable to be experienced, because once experienced, they can never be forgotten.
Even if it has long become the past, it will always linger in life. The uncontrollable longing makes the heart indulge in memories for years, unwilling to surface and face the reality.
I have been to the other side of the world that is so beautiful that I am still obsessed with it in this world. The experience is so profound that it is not only hard to let go, but I am eager to continue pursuing it. However, the most beautiful time is always the fastest disappearing in this world. After it is gone, it will never come back, leaving only the midnight dream, which makes people heartbroken when they wake up.
In the end, I don't want anything anymore. I just want to exchange everything in my life for the past.
Old songs are played over and over again endlessly, as if people are unwilling to admit that they cannot keep time.
When the morning light came, she was already up.
She returned to the company on time, but it was not until Gao Fang called her that she learned that Zhan Nanxian had suddenly gone on a business trip without any plan and without informing her.
Suppressing the surprise of being told, she frantically opened his schedule and called one by one to apologize for the delay. She made up a reason for his departure, but answered truthfully that no, she didn't know when he would be back.
She didn't even know where he went, and he didn't even send her an email with work instructions. He didn't contact her at all.
Two days later, almost all entertainment newspapers published large photos, with the headline "Hand in Hand in Rome, Secretly Crossing to Paris". Only then did she know that Zhan Nanxian had quietly gone to Rome to visit the set. In the photo, his smile was as gentle and warm as ever, and he and Bo Yixin were holding hands while visiting the Trevi Fountain.
Reports said that he picked up Bo Yixin and they flew secretly to Paris and disappeared. There was overwhelming speculation that they might have gone to order their wedding dress.
During this rare period of free time, she once again received a thank-you card from Du Xintong, saying that the new job was very suitable for her.
Then she soon discovered that the thing that wilted the fastest in the office during the days when Zhan Nanxian was away was not the potted plant in the corner but Ding Xiaodai. She looked dejected, like a flower that had lost its irrigation, and there was no bright color on her face anymore.
On the fourth day, Wen Nuan saw her lying on the table listlessly again, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Ding Xiaodai rested his head on the side and pouted at her, "Sister Wen, I might be suffering from lovesickness."
Wen Nuan touched her chest, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from her heart. "Fortunately, it's just lovesickness. Seeing how depressed you looked, I was really afraid that you would say you were pregnant."