C41

"Where is she?!" This was already the tenth call, and it was still the busy tone.

The man in the car slapped the steering wheel hard and finally pulled over to the side of the road, resting his head feebly on the steering wheel.

He searched everywhere for her, the supermarket that she went, the hotels that they went to, the boutiques that she pestered him to go with her, there was still no sign of her, she had also been to her home, the servants said that she was in the company, but now was not the time to work at all, the employees in the Murong’s were all students who stayed in and stayed with their families that they could not go back to, the company was not here, the family was not here, the places they loved were not here, this time he really had no choice.

Suddenly remembering a place, he drove the car at top speed.

On the other side, in the CEO's office, Murong Shaoyang sat at his desk and waited for a long time. His eyes were like a fox staring but he did not see the door to the office open.

She picked up the phone and pressed the familiar number on her back. She repeated the cold mechanical female's voice more than twenty times, "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off."

She got up and started pacing back and forth in her office, then returned to her chair and called again. As a result, he impatiently threw his cell phone on the floor.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up. It was only for a moment, he walked over and picked it up. It was that number calling. He quickly called back, connected it for a while and then hung up.

Suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door, and he looked up, a surge of excitement in his heart.

"Smoke …"

The door opened and he rushed in.

The woman who had been sitting at the French window for a long time turned around to look at the nervous man.

"Why are you here?" She turned her head and continued watching the scene outside the window.

Ouyang Che turned on the light and slowly walked behind her, squatting down to hug her waist.

He buried his head on her shoulders and inhaled the fragrance off her body. "So, you really are here …" His tone was one of indescribable surprise.

"This is my home. Why can't I come back here?" Liu Yanyan answered as the strong smell of alcohol assaulted her nostrils, he looked down to find that there were dozens of bottles on the ground.

He picked it up and looked at it. The alcohol content was not too low. She sat there in her white robe for almost a day and a night, drinking until her face turned pale. Looking down, he saw that her clothes had dried a few drops of red.

He snatched the half-empty bottle from her hand and scolded, "Do you know what you're doing?!"

"What does that have to do with you?" She looked up at him, her head swaying with her body, her eyes unfocused.

Ouyang Che got up and dodged her unstable hand that was trying to take back the bottle, then pulled her up into his embrace. Her body had become so weak after a few days, and his waist was full of bones, he really looked like a madman that had lost too much weight.

"Go turn off the light, it's dazzling." He released her from his embrace and turned off the light. When he returned, he found that she was lying limply on the floor, leaning against the sofa while staring at her phone in a daze.

However, she smacked him away. Liu Yanyan looked up and saw that he had suddenly raised a finger to point at her. He started to grin, laughed until her entire body was swaying, and unsteadily sat back down on the ground.

"Don't touch me. I'm telling you, don't touch me again." She frowned slightly and threatened.

"The ground is cold." He crouched down to pick her up again.

"Anyway, don't touch me." She retorted by patting the ground, shifting her butt a few steps away from his palm, tilting her head to look at him and letting out a few hollow laughs. It was the right decision for her to make.

"When did you get back?" Ouyang Che had no choice but to sit on the ground and extend his hand, but didn't dare to touch her again as he slowly pulled back his arms and asked with a serious expression.

"What has it got to do with you?" She suddenly changed her tone, her expression extremely cold.

"Stop messing around." He frowned. Liu Yanyan came over and extended her hand, slowly smoothing his brows. After that, she smiled and said.

"You're still as good-looking as ever with your eyebrows furrowed. Are you losing money because you're crazy?" After saying that, he threw the helpless Ouyang Che aside and started to play with his phone without a care.

When Ouyang Che took her phone, he found that she was reading the call notification messages, and turned it around and looked at the missed calls and reminders from her. Without any more messages, she would actually rather watch the call and not answer the phone, and even turn off the phone to throw a tantrum.

"Give it to me." She saw that his face had suddenly turned stinky and quickly reached out to grab it.

Ouyang Che was too lazy to dodge her, he immediately pulled her up and stood still facing him. "What are you trying to do?"

"What do you want to do?" She played with the ends of her hair, twisting and straightening them on her fingers.

The more indifferent she looked, the more Ouyang Che became angry, "Are you still asking me what I want to do?! You look at your phone and see why you didn't answer it. Don't you know that... "How worried are the others of you?!" He originally wanted to say that he didn't know how much he cared about her, but he couldn't say it out loud. When the words reached his mouth, he could only say "someone else" instead of him.

Even though he had already disguised himself, Liu Yanyan was still able to see through him, "Others might be referring to you, right?!" Ouyang Che's face turned cold, "I don't care about a drunk woman."

"Really?" "Then scram. This is my home." Liu Yanyan pushed him away with the corner of her mouth, and when she saw that his body was about to fall to the ground, he immediately reached out and grabbed her waist and hugged her. "How can you keep lying to me like this all the time?"

"Do I have one? I have never lied to you, Ouyang Che. " She shook his shoulders and sounded like he was crying. Ouyang Che increased his strength and hugged her tighter, "You're still lying to me? "That car accident …"

Liu Yanyan's body suddenly shook, and the hand on his back became even more forceful, pinching his flesh until it hurt. Do you remember? " It was a long time before she relaxed and asked him slowly.

"Actually, I didn't remember all of it, but I have a rough idea of what you've done for me." Ouyang Che took a whiff of her scent, "Including everything you've done for me."

She couldn't help but tightly embrace his body, and her voice began to tremble with excitement. "Yes … "Is that so?" Finally, did he remember? Had she persisted for so long that the heavens were finally willing to give up tormenting her? Had she finally been willing to give up something that belonged to her?

Ouyang Che's voice was soft, as if she was afraid that it would touch the softest place in her heart. That wound is definitely not something that ordinary women like to touch, so he tried to lower her tone as much as possible, "You paid me back for my medical fees and you gave yourself up … "I know, I'm sorry for your grievances." What did you say? " Liu Yanyan pushed him away, "Repeat what you just said again?!"

Ouyang Che looked at the excited woman silently. He had only suspected her in the first place, but now that he saw her reaction, he could not help but confirm his thoughts. Although he really wanted to curse her stupidity loudly and pay such a painful price for someone who did not love her, he still felt some heartache.

"I'm sorry." In any case, he couldn't continue to repeat those words. He felt a deep sense of guilt towards her. This was too unfair for her … … But all he could say was this one word of apology.

After all, there was nothing he could do to redeem what he had lost.

"So that's how you see me." Liu Yanyan looked at him with a face full of despair, "Why didn't you say that I was begging Murong Shaoyang on my knees for the money I got to pay my debt?"

"I've thought about it." Ouyang Che replied softly, "But will Murong Shaoyang help you? He will only give you hell, according to your personality. "

"Based on my personality, I'm more likely to do something even more despicable than kneeling down. I'll just sell myself to a certain rich person to earn some debt, right?" Liu Yanyan laughed out loud, her body swaying unsteadily, she looked like she was on the verge of collapse. She took a step back as soon as he got close, slowly retreating step by step until she reached the window.

It was a good thing that the window was not open, otherwise she would have already fallen down.

He could only doubt that he knew the temperament of her eldest daughter very well. At the very least, she would appear in front of him as a useless, little woman who liked to act coquettishly and act shamelessly. She did not fight for anything in the face of difficulties and looked towards the people around her in despair.

Moreover, Murong Shaoyang was just a demon, how could he be willing to help her? Let alone kneeling down and begging him, even if Liu Yanyan died in front of him, he probably wouldn't even shed a single tear.

She leaned on the French window to prevent herself from sliding down in front of him so weakly. She wanted to look directly at him, using her last bit of dignity to refute all of his doubts, she had never done those things, not a single one of them. Her body had always been clean for him, but she did not want him to tell her the truth in a way that he thought she had done without reason, wanted him to understand, wanted him to understand, wanted him to know, "Even if he can only give me hell, he can't give me any heaven."

She pointed at the door and calmly ordered for everyone to leave, "Go, I'd rather stay in hell. This is the path I'll have to walk in the future."

"Stop messing with Liu Yanyan." Ouyang Che's frown became deeper and deeper. He knew that she was trying to be brave again, and when faced with something she couldn't explain, she directly chose to avoid him. Don't you know that? Don't go on being wrong. Liu Yanyan, you can still be saved. " He shook her shoulders to keep her awake.

"I didn't save you, right? Scram!" You're my medicine. You're not even going to save me, and I'm still going to save you? She smiled bitterly and said again, with the last of her strength, "Scram, get out of my world."

Ouyang Che did not move, and only hugged the injured cat in silence. He could cover her weakness with one hand but not her love.

I love you, I will marry you, all buried in a car accident after the loss of memory.

You have selectively forgotten your happiness and mutual knowledge with me.

"You can go."

She didn't want to keep a man who no longer remembered the word "love" and was only getting more and more tired.

"I will not disturb you again."

Just let it go.

She laughed, pushed him away, slid down to the French window, laughed aloud, hugged herself weakly, and burst into tears.

Ouyang Che looked at her for a long time before finally making up his mind to turn around and leave.

"I say, Liu Yanyan, you should marry me."

"Sure."

He thought this was the truth.

She gave herself to him the night he proposed.

Not to whom he said he sold it.

As for this truth, Liu Yanyan would rather watch his leaving figure than to speak it out. Some things would end up the same even if she didn't say anything, so who would he fall in love with in the end?

There were only a few stars in the night sky outside the window that seemed to have lost their ability to shine. The night sky was so dark that it could not be seen to the end, and there was no light to be seen. She looked at the door that had been closed for a long time.

"Liu Yanyan."

However, the person on the other end of the line would not rest until he was dead.

"Liu Yanyan!"

"Speak, Liu Yanyan, where are you now?!"