In the jewelry store, the old man saw a guest coming and said hello to the guest in a foreign language with a friendly smile.

Yin Qinghuan nodded and smiling, and went to the window display. Looking at the different styles of handmade jewelry, the corners of her lips raised a gentle smile.

There are no expensive gemstones and no professional design. They can be put in this display cabinet, but they have the value of every jewelry.

These handmade ornaments were designed by the store manager's wife, who suffered a stroke a few years ago. Now she lies at home every day to recuperate, and he visits the store in the afternoon.

These ornaments are very cheap, can't sell any money, and are not designed by famous designers, so they have no practical value.

But according to the old man, it's all his wife's painstaking efforts. As long as he is still alive, he will always open the shop and meet people who appreciate these cheap designs.

"No, I think every ornament has its own characteristics."

Yin Qinghuan picked up a deer ring. It's hard to imagine that such a childlike design came from an old man over 50.

As long as you create with your heart, they are priceless.

"Do you like it? If you like, I can give it to you. " The old man is very hospitable. No, he's just happy to find a guest who appreciates his wife's creation.

Yin Qinghuan nodded. She liked all the ornaments in the window.

Yu Guang glanced at the side of the display cabinet, she saw a bracelet, specially placed in a small showcase.

This bracelet It's like the one my mother left her.

Different materials, can create inspiration, but each has its own characteristics.

Yin Qinghuan lost her mind. She slowly stretched out her hand. As she was about to touch the bracelet, her eyes trembled slightly and her hand shrank back.

The bracelet is the only relic left by her mother, but it is also The beginning of all her tragedies.

On the day Yin xiangze was buried, she put the bracelet in the urn.

With that man, buried in deep soil, buried in memories.

"That's it."

The man's hoarse voice sounded behind her, she raised her eyes, and saw that the bony hands took down the bracelet in the display cabinet.

The old man saw at a glance that they knew each other. He apologized to the man who had just come in and laughed. He explained in a foreign language, "I'm sorry, this is not for sale. My wife said that it's only for people who are destined for it."

A predestined person.

Yin Qinghuan listened to this, the corner of her lips seems to have if not bitter, once she thought, the bracelet to her, is her predestined person.

Can finally understand that a dislocation of feelings, let her persist for many years, and ultimately harm others and themselves.

She turned and looked at the old man. She said nothing more. After smiling, she chose to leave.

As Qi Yanshang passed by, he reached out and clasped her wrist. His strength was not heavy, but she stopped.

A cold touch came from her wrist. Yin Qinghuan bowed her head and saw the man put the bracelet on for her.

When she realized what he was going to do, she wanted to pull back her hand, not that the man was more obstinate than she was, and the other big hand was holding her waist and not letting her move.

Wrist bracelet, buckle, size, just when.

"You..."

The woman couldn't bear to scold, so she raised her head to meet his deep pupils. From his eyes, she saw a different mood.

"Wear it. Don't lose it this time."

Not every time, he can help her find it back.

Yin Qinghuan stopped the movement of breaking free. The man's breath lingered around her. It seemed that there was a net covering her, making her nowhere to escape.

He said, don't lose it again.

Woman self mockery hook lip, yes, lost, no one will help her find it back.

"If it is doomed to lose again, it should not be owned from the beginning."

There is no need to repeat the mistakes.

She said, want to untie the bracelet and give it back to the old man.

Don't want the old man at the moment with a gentle smile, said: "this young lady, it's very suitable for you."

Yin Qinghuan was stunned, but the man who held her back chuckled.

It seemed to be a kind of complacent smile, as if to say: even the owner is on his side.

"Are you lovers? Bless you. "

Yin Qinghuan: "no..."

Qi Yan Shang: "thank you."

Almost at the same time, the old man looked like a passer-by, smiling at them, and continued to sweep the dust with a feather duster.

Yin Qinghuan held her breath and looked down at the bracelet on her wrist. She didn't want to take it off again, just

"Get out of the way."

Two words, without a trace of temperature, as if talking to strangers.

Of course, if she was a stranger, maybe her attitude would be better.

Qi Yanshang stood in front of the woman, and her tall body blocked her way.She thought that it was in public after all, and people were coming and going on the street outside. Qi Yanshang would not deliberately embarrass her.

But it turned out that she was wrong.

Between the waist and abdomen came the temperature of the man's palm. When she was in a trance, his kiss overturned and hit the sky, which caught people off guard.

Such a compulsive and unavoidable kiss, strategy City, will each other's breath mutual fusion.

Yin Qinghuan did not have time to resist, even more I don't know what this man is thinking.

Just in the car calm indifference, and the moment's impetuous compulsion, completely different.

After he woke up from the car accident, all kinds of behaviors were abnormal!

Shi Qian is right. Qi Yanshang may have hurt his brain.

"Let go..."

She didn't want to be seen by the old man in the shop This indescribable picture, side head wants to avoid, but this person is more excessive, slender fingers clasp her jaw, she is not allowed to hide.

"Don't laugh at that half breed, I'll be jealous."

Otherwise, if he starts to get sick, it will be very frightening.

Yin Qinghuan:

I've seen threats. I've never seen such shameless and boring threats!

Does it have anything to do with who she laughs at?

"Qi Yan Shang, you are not jealous, you are insane."

She was really, really angry.

I was so angry that I just wanted to call him sick.

But I don't know how naive the conversation is to others.

Standing at the door of the shop, Gu Wenliu and Lewis both frowned, as if watching two children quarrelling.

Yin Qinghuan noticed that there were two lines of sight looking at her. She swept her eyes fiercely, and the other party immediately turned around and avoided.

Mr. Qi, who was satisfied with the strong kiss, chuckled, and gently touched the bridge of the woman's nose with warm fingers. The words were so vague that they were indulged in infinite indulgence, and came from the quiet --

"well, I'm sick, and you are the only medicine to save my life."

The woman bit the lip, forced to bear that anger, back choked five words: "you have no medicine stone."

Wait for death!

Qi Yan Shang had a deep smile. It was a good feeling.

At least he was no longer cold, even if he died every day, he also recognized.