In the Tang Dynasty, he stood in front of the huge mirror, which reflected his elegant face, cold and elegant face. But his heart was wondering, is this really himself?

    Tang leaned over and held the cool water to his face. The cool touch made him feel a little energetic. He really didn''t want to mix with his aunt''s business.

    But after all, his aunt was a relative of her own blood. In the face of her plea, he could not brush his hand away, so he had to stay with Gu to help her and his son.

    Tang Shi took a paper towel to dry the drops of water falling down his face, covered his tired look, and returned to his usual coldness. He turned away and returned to the box. The corner of his eye swept to the door of the box beside him and opened it.

    In the Tang Dynasty, he was puzzled. He slowly approached the door and looked inside. He didn''t see Gu Liangchen''s figure, but found a familiar figure. In the Tang Dynasty, he pushed the door open.

    The closer he got to the figure, Tang Shi felt more and more nervous. His palms were sweating and his throat was dry. He wanted to open his mouth, but he was afraid of disturbing her. He was even more afraid that she was just his phantom.

    Ye ChuChu took his mobile phone to chat with Wang Qingyu on wechat. He was absorbed in the conversation. In a trance, he heard the sound of footsteps. He thought that Gu Liangchen had come back, but he didn''t look up. He asked, "Liangchen, how did you come back? Have you finished talking about your business?"

    In my dream, I never forget that the familiar voice is ringing in my ears. The figure that is clearly buried in my heart is close at hand, but his heart is full of bitterness.

    Stop not far away from her, no longer close to the strength, open mouth want to say anything, but can not spit out any words, can only body rigid stupefied looking at ye ChuChu, do not make any reaction.

    For a long time, there was silence in the box. Ye ChuChu was suspicious. He looked away from his mobile phone and looked up to the door. When he saw Tang, who was less than one meter away from her, ye ChuChu stood up in panic, took a piece of tea cups and chopsticks beside her, and made a sound of broken glass.

    She didn''t even look at it, but with a look of panic, she slowly retreated, until she had nothing to retreat. Her back was close to the wall, and she slid down against the wall.

    I saw her petite body squatting in the corner, shivering, her hands around her, her teeth biting her bloodless lower lip, her face pale as a piece of transparent white paper, her eyes staring at Tang Shi with panic and vigilance.

    She wants to call Gu Liangchen, but she dare not, she can''t let Gu Liangchen know her unbearable past, can''t, absolutely can''t!

    In Tang Dynasty, looking at ye ChuChu shrinking in the corner of the wall, the bitterness in the bottom of his heart spreads with the pain. His eyes are full of sadness, and no one can understand the color of his eyes.

    She tried her best to approach ye ChuChu. She squatted down slowly in front of her and reached out to cover his yearning face. But he had not touched it yet. Ye ChuChu was frightened and his whole body trembled even more.

    In the Tang Dynasty, the slender hand shakes slightly in the air, and the corner of the mouth outlines a bitter smile of self mockery. At last, it falls on ye ChuChu''s cold fingers, bends over the back of her hand, and whispers with a trace of prayer: "ChuChu, don''t be afraid, ChuChu, don''t be afraid of me, OK?"

    Ye ChuChu didn''t answer. She just tried to lean back. Her body was crushed by herself, but she didn''t know it. She was still leaning back, struggling to avoid Tang Shi''s touch.

    In the Tang Dynasty, he had no choice but to stand up with ye ChuChu in his arms, hug her tightly and repeat her name murmuringly: "ChuChu, ChuChu..."

    Ye ChuChu struggled desperately, trying to break away from the embrace of the Tang Dynasty, but in the end, she was just a weak woman, unable to resist the imprisonment of the Tang Dynasty. Her voice was hoarse with a strong nasal voice and said: "don''t touch me, let go, let go..."