C225

Mr. Ouyang?

Lin Huanhuan searched in her mind, but she didn't know who Mr. Ouyang was. But as the foreman led her around the empty front hall to the dining room, she began to doubt her eyes when she saw the figure sitting in front of the big round table in the middle.

It's just a back figure, sitting straight, but the back is a little bit rickets, which will not give people a negative feeling, but will have a kind of intimacy. His hair is very short, wearing a silver gray suit, heard Lin Huanhuan's footsteps, he did not look back, but can see that his whole body muscles are taut up.

Lin Huanhuan was surprised that she was too familiar with this figure. When she was most helpless and at a loss, someone saved her. After she decided to enter the entertainment industry, every time she was lost or frustrated, she would be full of strength as long as she saw this figure, because she knew that this person would always stand behind her!

She suddenly stopped and covered her mouth in disbelief.

She is afraid to see this person's face, will be disappointed!

If it wasn't the person she thought, she didn't know how to face herself. She almost thought that the person died and came back to life. But if it was just a dream, what would she do?

"Miss Lin?" The foreman chuckled and urged her.

Lin Huanhuan returned to his senses and gave the foreman a sorry smile. Even the smile became timid.

She took a step and walked over.

Around the round table, saw the man's side face, Lin Huanhuan's heart as if completely hit, a concussion of her almost choked!

When she stood opposite the man, she was already in tears!

Lin Huanhuan worked very hard to let himself make a sound Jiahao. "

The man sitting opposite her, even though his clothes, temperament and appearance have changed, his appearance has not changed.

Lin Huanhuan called out his name, his eyes were red, and he did not dare to look at her.

"Tea? I remember your favorite drink is Longjing. The Longjing here is good... "

"Jiahao!"

Lin Huanhuan yelled again and rushed over crying and laughing, holding Guo Jiahao's hand, "you're not dead! Why are you contacting me now? "

She missed him and hated him!

Since she's not dead, why don't you contact her? Why did you wait three years to stand in front of her!

"Huanhuan..." Guo Jiahao tried very hard to calm his voice, "you go back to your seat..."

"I'll be next to you!" Lin Huanhuan overbearing said, bow tea, God knows, she tried to control themselves, but the hand is still shaking!

Pouring the tea, Lin Huanhuan raised a smile again and murmured: "it's so good that you didn't die. Jiahao, you don't know how much I miss you. I dreamt that you blame me many times. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have an accident at all..."

With that, she began to cry again. Tears fell into the teacup like broken beads.

“…… I'm sorry

Guo Jiahao said that because of the suppression of emotion, his expression was almost distorted, his eyes were red and he couldn't let himself shed tears.

How much he missed her, he always wanted to stand beside her. Since he knew her, there was a person in his heart. At that time, he knew that she had a deep hatred and was depressed every day. He didn't say anything, just accompanied her. At that time, he wanted to love, but he didn't dare.

And after he "died", he can only know her news through various channels. Seeing her life well, he can finally smile with relief. When he learned that she had an accident, his heart wanted to be torn and he couldn't sleep all night.

When she went abroad, he also sent someone to watch her silently. When he thought about her, he asked her about her, but he never bothered her. Don't disturb, he gives respect. And missing is an impulse he can't control.

Every night, he kept smoking, sometimes a whole pack, in the smoke, he seemed to be able to see her outline. He called her "Huanhuan" in a murmur. He didn't even dare to reach out to touch the smoke. He was afraid that it would be scattered once he touched it.

He lost the qualification to love her, but he didn't want to have a dream!

Only those who follow him can know how painful his life is!

Today is his birthday. He can't help but want to see her and tell her everything. No matter what he gets is understanding or hatred, he will give up!

Because do not want to go on like this, he is too painful, even if the end, but also a relief!

The two were silent, drinking tea, and the waiters began to serve, all of which were Lin Huanhuan's favorite food.

Seeing this scene, Lin Huanhuan cried again. After more than three years, Guo Jiahao still remembers what she likes to eat. He is still Jiahao, and he hasn't changed at all!

Although there were a lot of doubts, she didn't ask, but first used silence to resolve the embarrassment between them.

Guo Jiahao drank the tea. He couldn't taste the tea, but he drank bitterness. It was the taste of Lin Huanhuan's tears.

"Are you ok?" He asked her softly.

Lin Huanhuan raised her eyes and glared at him. She had put away her tears, but her eyes were swollen: "no, you cheated me for so many years, I'm not good at all!""I'm sorry, Huanhuan." Guo Jiahao wanted to pat her on the shoulder to comfort her. He took back his hand and said sadly, "I don't call her now."

"I know." When she entered the hotel, the foreman called him Mr. Ouyang.

"My name is Ouyang Qiu now." Guo Jiahao said.

"Oh." For her, it doesn't matter what her name is. It's just that she's still alive.

Ouyangqiu, ouyangqiu and Lin Huanhuan recited their names several times and wrote them down.

"Don't you wonder why?" Guo Jiahao, it should be Ouyang Qiu, he asked.

"As long as it's not a secret, you'll tell me." Lin Huanhuan raised his eyes and gave him a smile.

Ouyang Qiu heart move, Lin Huan Huan now look, Qiao smile Qian Xi, but red eyes, let him is a burst of heartache.

"My parents are actually my adoptive parents. When I helped you three years ago, I met my biological father, who I didn't want to go with him at that time, but he took me away by force. In the accident, I was changed on the way to the hospital. Guo Jiahao died, but Ouyang Qiu survived. "

Ouyang Qiu said, from his tone, can't hear a little bit of feelings for his father, and even silk resentment.

Resentment is also normal, forcibly tearing him out of his original life, cutting off all connections, so that he was forced to live with a new identity, who would not resent?

"Why don't you contact me..."

Lin Huanhuan murmured and sighed. It's been more than three years. How did he get here?

"I have no face to see you..." Ouyang Qiu bowed his head.

Why do you say that? Lin Huanhuan looked at him strangely.