C162 As Long as I Remember

Sitting in the car, Gao Yang paused for a long time before finally asking, "Youyou, do you not like dating me?"

"No, how can that be? I just... am not used to it. You know, we have been good friends for so many years." How could she get used to being a girlfriend on a date?

"Yeah, I know. There's no rush, take it slow. You just need to remember that I like you very much."

"Yang..."

"Don't feel burdened. I just like you. Sometimes, I feel like I'm a coward. I've been secretly in love with you for so many years. Only now did I dare to say it out loud. Youyou, I've thought about it a lot. If I had said it earlier, would you have forgotten about Yan Yilang earlier? " Gao Yang said it with deep affection, but it was also full of helplessness.

"This... I don't know either. Who knows?"

Who knew that that damn Yan Yilang could affect me so much?

"Youyou, can I hold your hand? I wanted to hold your hand when I was in the movie theater just now."

Qiao Xinyou turned her head to look at Gao Yang. She suddenly realized that she could not reject Gao Yang's request.

When she was in the movie theater, she thought that she had escaped disaster. But now, she knew very well that she could not escape. Since she had chosen to date Gao Yang, then they needed to be like normal male and female friends.

They would hug, hold hands, kiss, and do more things.

Qiao Xinyou realized that she could not think too much. If she kept thinking so carefully, she would naturally be timid. It was a matter of being lovers with Yang and good friends.

She stretched out her hand and deliberately put on a carefree look, "Let's hold hands, let's hold hands."

When Gao Yang reached out a hand to hold her hand, she naturally thought of Yan Yilang's big hand. At that time, when her hand was very cold, it was that man's hand that warmed her hand. Now, Gao Yang's hand was going to warm her hand. However... Her heart was filled with guilt.

"Your hands are so cold."

"Yes."

He paused for a second and then said, "Next time, it will be just the two of us going out on a date, okay?"

"Okay."

So, next time, she would not see Yan Yilang anymore?

Yan Yilang's car was still following closely behind. Qiao Xinyou looked at the rearview mirror. Idiot, Yan Yilang, why are you following me? I will not let you enter my house.

Gao Yang naturally saw the car following closely behind. He asked, "Youyou, are you confident?"

"Huh?" Qiao Xinyou did not understand what Gao Yang meant.

However, she seemed to understand something.

It was just that she subconsciously didn't want to understand.

"Youyou, do you have confidence? Yan Yilang is so desperate to give up."

He paused for two seconds.

"Yes."

"I knew Youyou was confident, because I would always be by Youyou's side."

"Yang."

Qiao Xinyou said lightly.

Are you confident? She asked herself, but the answer was obviously uncertain. She did not know if she would really not put Yan Yilang in her heart.

Because it had been five years.

She could not forget such a long five years. Then, how many more five years would she need to forget?

Humans were really strange creatures. They might not remember what they wanted to remember, but they would remember it so well even if they wanted to.

Damn Yan Yilang, stinky Yan Yilang. He must have left a mark in her heart. Otherwise, why would she remember him like this?

After getting out of the car, Gao Yang deliberately planted a goodnight kiss on Qiao Xinyou's forehead and said gently, "Long live, good night."

"Good night." Qiao Xinyou smiled and said.

Yan Yilang sat in the car and watched the two of them chatting happily at the door for a long time. He only got out of the car after Gao Yang left.

However, the speed at which he got out of the car was not as fast as Qiao Xinyou closing the door.

Before he reached the door, Qiao Xinyou had already flashed into the door. Yan Yilang did not even see her back.

Yan Yilang had finally seen what it meant to run faster than a rabbit.

He knocked lightly on the door. "Slowly, open the door."

Qiao Xinyou thought, Am I stupid? I opened the door for you to kiss me forcefully again. Her lips were about to be bitten.

"Long live. Long live."

Yan Yilang kept opening the door, but Qiao Xinyou did not open it.

However, even though she did not open the door, she was still curious. She put her eyes in the cat's eye and observed Yan Yilang's reaction. Seeing that this person's face seemed to be very anxious, she felt a little happier in her heart.

This kind of happiness was sincere. It made her happier than eating a delicious meal, or watching a movie in a movie theater.

Yan Yilang, look, I am so bad. If you are unhappy, I will be very happy.

She was attentively watching every expression on Yan Yilang's face. She watched him take out his phone to do something, but she didn't expect her phone to send a message to warn him.

First was the message that Lu Weiwei sent earlier, "Qiao Xinyou, I wish that you and Gao Yang will forever be united and give birth to a precious child."

Qiao Xinyou said in a low voice, "Boring."

The last message was sent by Yan Yilang just now. He said, "You can open the door and look at me instead of looking at me in the cat's eye. I will let you see enough at once and will not charge you."

Payment? Motherf * cker, how expensive are you, Yan Yilang? Just take a look and you dare to ask me for fees?

"Even if you give me money, I don't want to see you." Qiao Xinyou did not want to be outdone and replied.

"Then I will give you money, I will see you."

"Sorry, I am not interested in this deal."

"Since you don't like transactions, then let's open the door and see. We won't talk about money. Talking about money hurts our relationship."

Qiao Xinyou was completely speechless. The problem was not about money. The problem was that I didn't want to see you at all, okay?

Qiao Xinyou did not continue to talk because she knew that with Yan Yilang's ability to talk, she would definitely be tricked in the end.

She ran to the cat's eye to look again. She did not expect that in the blink of an eye, Yan Yilang actually disappeared.

She had an impulse to open the door, but her hands had already touched the handle of the door, but she still decided not to open it.

Why did she open the door? Yan Yilang must be lying. Wasn't this person always like this the last few times? Perhaps, even if she only opened a small crack in the door, Yan Yilang would have the ability to come out from the crack.

After hesitating for a while, Qiao Xinyou decided that she could not be influenced by Yan Yilang. After she took a shower, she went back to her room to prepare to sleep.

As soon as the light was turned on, there was the sound of fingers tapping on the window. The curtains were pulled tight. She had done this at that time to avoid looking at Yan Yilang, who always liked to stand in front of the window.

The knocking sounds seemed to have a rhythm, as if it knew someone would come and watch. It continued to knock continuously.

Qiao Xinyou stood in front of the window in slippers. Her fingers touched the curtains.

She hesitated again.

She knew that the owner of the voice must be Yan Yilang, because no one else would do such a thing except Yan Yilang.

In the end,

she pulled open the curtains.

As expected, Yan Yilang was standing in front of the window. It was early winter and the night was cold. The man's white hot breath sprayed on the cold glass and quickly condensed into a small piece of fog.

"Qiao Xinyou." Separated by the glass, Qiao Xinyou did not hear Yan Yilang calling her gently. She only saw that his mouth shape was calling her name.

Qiao Xinyou stood there as if she had become rigid. She did not say anything but just looked.

She looked at Yan Yilang's mouth shape and listened to what he was going to say next.

Indeed, that person's mouth shape said, "Qiao Xinyou, forgive me. Qiao Xinyou, I like you."

At that moment, Qiao Xinyou really wanted to cry. Her heart had never been so soft, like soft water. With just a gentle tap, it was filled with ripples of water.

Yan Yilang, look at you. You love to hurt me like this.

Causing me to always be soft-hearted.