"Why don't you mention it? If I don't mention it, you will forget it?"

Damn it! After waiting for so many years, she still can't forget that wimp!

"I really don't understand, what is it about him that you should never forget?"

He spoke again unwillingly, raised his glass of vodka and drank it in one gulp.

After being silent for a while, Aolan raised her head blankly and looked at him. On her face was an expression even more confused than his, "I don't understand either."

She didn't lie, she really didn't understand.

Thinking back to five years ago, she was so cruelly abandoned by him. She almost ran all over the streets and alleys of Taipei City alone, but could not find a trace of him. How desperate she was! What does it mean to be cornered? At that moment, she realized

It couldn't be more profound!

However, even so, she has not been able to forget him for a moment in the past five years.

She lit a cigarette again, and the floating smoke surrounded her. Aolan seemed to be falling into a sea of ​​memories, and the confusion in her eyes became deeper and deeper...

"What's the use of not forgetting? Even if you are willing to be a bad horse, people will not look back and wait for you!" He spoke viciously, deliberately extinguishing the last trace of fantasy in her heart.

There is no other way but this!

Even if she can't forget him, she still has to find a way to destroy Qi Haotian's status in her heart, so that his own hopes can be greater!

"You don't need to remind me!" Aolan glared at him angrily, a cruel color appearing in her eyes that were no longer gentle.

OK! Success!

"Then don't hesitate anymore, do whatever you have to do!" He strengthened her 'determination'.

"I know." The irritable tone revealed her inner conflict.

The two of them smoked silently on the bar for a while. Suddenly, the band started singing a very old English song "Try to Remember".

Aolan looked at the watch on her wrist. It was almost early in the morning. She picked up the black leather bag on the stool and said calmly to the man: "The service you are looking forward to will start soon. I won't disturb your enjoyment!"

After saying that, he walked straight out of the bar.

…

Facing the gentle evening breeze, Ao Lan walked slowly on the road alone. Her figure was getting further and further away from the 'black' sign, and a slender black shadow appeared on the ground.

The faint moonlight fell on the French plane trees on the roadside. She raised her eyes and saw the branches swaying slightly in the night wind, and the dancing shadows of the trees, just like this moment, made her heart waver.

"The shadows of the trees are whirling, the leaves are like shears, the cow is drinking alone, the crescent moon is shining; thinking about the past is like yesterday, and will turn to ashes at the slightest touch.

When I suddenly wake up from the dream, the moon has set and people are already drunk; everything has become empty and only myself is left. If you want to be sentimental, it is better to go home..."

She gently repeated the last sentence: "Everything is in vain and only you are left. If you want to be sentimental, it is better to go home..."

Ao Lan lowered his head and smiled silently.

It's better to go back... then go back!

She breathed a sigh of relief and began to wave and hail a taxi. Suddenly, a dazzling front light shone in front of her eyes.

A silver Porsche roared past in the night. In a daze, she felt that the driver seemed familiar, and sitting in the passenger seat was a foreign woman with blue eyes.

With her lips slightly parted, Ao Lan couldn't help but take two steps after him.

That license plate number is not, not...

OMG…
Chapter completed!