You Are My Unforgettable Love

The car rested there, and the dim lights hit the car on the side of the street, so lonely and desolate.

Shen Liangchuan didn't know why he drove back here.

The window was open, and his gaze looked through the window to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The lights there turned on, which shows that Qiao Lian should be off work.

What is she doing now?

She didn't go home so late and didn't even explain anything, why didn't she call and ask?

But yes.

She has always been cold-hearted, so why care about him?

Just like it was eight years ago ... He thought that the two of them were already in love, but when it came to first love, she could take it lightly by saying "forgotten".

When I think of it, the pain in my heart begins to intensify, as if it was corroded by sulfuric acid, but the pain is subtle but persistent. His eyes were dark and his face was dim, unclear under the street light.

He pursed his lips and opened the door. He wanted to walk into the house, but the phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone, answered it, and the voice of Song Cheng came across, "Brother Shen, where are you? There are two hours left for the flight to Shanghai. Don't forget to leave."

"know."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Liangchuan looked upstairs again, suddenly lowered his eyes, got into the car, the car started, and left.

Qiao Lian and Zhang Hong in the villa didn't know anything downstairs.

At the moment, they are still deadlocked in the bathroom.

Qiao Lian was standing still, sitting on the ground and supporting herself hard. She felt dizzy, everything in front of her was double shadow, and her eyelids couldn't open at all.

She was in the bun, but Zhang Hong suddenly turned on the shower head. The water poured on the carpet, but it also splashed on her.

Qiao Lian, who had been chilling for a while, was even colder at this moment, his eyes were dark, and the whole person fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn.

She was lying on the carpet in the bedroom without any covering on her body, her body shivering with frost.

The limbs were still weak, and the hungry stomach had lost consciousness.

Her eyelids were very heavy, she raised her head hard, and wanted to try her own temperature, but the temperature of her palms and forehead were the same, and she couldn't try it at all.

She felt that her throat was about to burn, struggling to stand up and walked to the bedside table. Then she took up a glass of water and finally took two sips of cold water. The twitching pain in her stomach, her throat and her mind, But finally cleared up.

She climbed to the bed, panting heavily, and then started looking for her cell phone, but the place where she usually puts her phone was empty.

She froze.

The door was opened again, and Zhang Hong came in.

She stood there with anger, "Well, awake?"

Qiao Lian said weakly, "What about my cell phone?"

"Mobile phone?" Zhang Hong tilted her head and took the phone out of her pocket. "Here!"

Qiao Lian frowned. "Give me."

"I won't give it to you. How can you take me?" Zhang Hong sneered. "Hungry or not? Cold or cold? Is it very uncomfortable? So, as long as you admit a mistake to me, please let me go." In the future, I will be obedient at this house, so I will not only give you the phone, but I will also cook for you. "

Qiao Lian turned pale, but turned her head in disdain, not looking at her.