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A few people entered the luxurious office, a few people were somewhat excited. Of course, they hadn't seen each other for two years. All their thoughts had turned into this moment.
Time seemed to have stood still, and the three people were motionless as if they had agreed on it. One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Finally, Han couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and spoke up first. "Ran Ran, are you okay?" His tone had a hint of helpless resentment, as Ran's departure was something they hadn't anticipated.
"Hmm, how about you?"
"I and Wǔ got engaged, then married. In short, according to your original idea, we're together now." Hán smiled wryly in the dark. "And Liúlì Yèxī, after being released, there was no news of her." Hán carefully avoided mentioning a certain person's name. But Wǔ didn't seem to care at all. "Do you have any news about Zhēn? It's been two years, and Zhēn has changed. After you went missing, he frantically searched for you but had no news, getting drunk every day. The him back then is really unimaginable."
"Cough, cough," he coughed coldly. She gave him a sideways glance and continued speaking.
Later he inherited Beiming and became a workaholic. He was actually using work to numb himself so as not to think of you. He has become even colder.
"Cough, cough, cough." Someone continued to hint.
"So, you're back! Does he know? Aren't you going to see him?"
"Cough cough cough."
"It's cold, your throat isn't good, go to the hospital, why are you always coughing?" The dance burst out. Han was not embarrassed at all, "Just drink some water and it'll be fine." What an acting skill...
"However, let's continue our previous topic." Yan saw Wu Yi looking at him with an expectant face.
"He doesn't know," she said with an air of indifference, but who knows if she had really let go or was just pretending?
"Then you should tell him, otherwise go now." Got up and wanted to pull Ran.
"Dance, I just got back."
The whole room fell silent, and the lively dancer's face lost its smile. "Then, do you still love him? Do you still resent him?"
"Maybe I've long since let go, and time has faded it all."
"But he still loves you, he's still waiting for you."
"But time waits for no man."
Afterwards, silence is golden!!!!!
The chill in between rubbed her eyes with a pained expression, "Waa~ why did it get quiet." That appearance was quite adorable.
A group of crows flew over...
"Why don't we go sing karaoke?" Han suggested.
"Alright, alright." Wu echoed.
"I have no opinion..."
A few people rushed to the bar again. Okay, this bar has a lot of functions~
In the package,
"Who's first?" The person tapped their foot on the table, with an overbearing attitude. The two people next to [^Book^Reading^House^] swallowed hard and said, "You go first... you go first..."
Then, "Spring comes early, disturbing the small gathering of dreams in the tower, reciting today"
What harm is there in wearing coarse clothes and living among green mountains?
The moon is like a zither's waist, fingers dancing with intoxication at the time of crazy songs, and laughter at the time of awakening.
Don't waste your youth when you're young
A thousand pieces of gold cannot buy her glance back, her steps are worth more than gold
Cinnabar between the eyebrows, vermilion on the autumn water plant
The sound of the stream and the shadow of the lamp are continuous, where the green apricot is still small.
Ashamed to hear the night is deep, the sea hibiscus flower is tender
The empty self is vexed by the good sunset, past events drift away with the wind.
Placidly knowing the taste of happiness
Frosty temples hard to predict, still remembering yesterday's thoughts tonight
But little does one know that time makes people old
Lean on the southern mountain as a stick of firewood and gently knock on the door
Newly seen white hair, old acquaintance with yellow mouth
Drinking with Dongfang Sanliang, what's wrong with being a little tipsy?
Ask the wine about the beauty of Chang'e
Win or lose, it's hard to predict since ancient times.
Why not wear simple clothes and live in green mountains?
Whether joyful or sorrowful, drunk singing and sober laughing
Not letting youth go to waste when one is young and vigorous
Whether sad or drunk, it's all just a big dream, forget about it completely
White or black, it's all about gathering together on a spring evening by fate.
Even if spring nights are dull and uninteresting
Afraid of being alone and drunk
A thousand pieces of gold cannot buy her glance back, her steps are worth more than gold
Cinnabar between the eyebrows, vermilion on the autumn water plant
The sound of the stream and the shadow of the lamp are continuous, where the green apricot is still small.
When did cherry blossoms turn red?
Lean on the southern mountain as a stick of firewood and gently knock on the door
Newly seen white hair, old acquaintance with yellow mouth
Drinking with Dongfang Shuo three or two cups, what's wrong with being a bit tipsy?
Ask the wine about the beauty of Chang'e
"A golden thread weaves through the dusty turmoil"
A scene that doesn't match the image at all, obviously a powerful dance, but singing a soft song.
Three people started their long wheat reaping activity.
"After a long time, 'Hmm, I'm so tired. I'll go to the restroom.' And then left."
Just came out of the bathroom and turned around to bump into someone. "Sorry, sorry, are you okay?" The mighty Black Way Zun was apologizing to someone.
"Really? Is that really you?" The excited voice sounded familiar, and when she looked up, she was shocked. "Chen?"
"Offending a Revenge-Seeking Female Emperor" Yunqi Book Academy
