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Thinking about this, a familiar melody came to An Shengmei's ears. She saw Tan Yizhe, dressed in a clean white shirt, sitting on the stage and singing a little love song called "Su Jiu Lu". Her voice was no longer that young man who was softly chanting back then, but a man with a deep magnetic resonance. They are all grown up.

When the song was finished, the supervisor said to Tan Yizhe in a flattering manner, "Director Tan sang really well, not worse than those celebrities at all. How about you and Shengmei sing together?"

When An Shengmei heard the supervisor mention her name, she felt her body tremble. She quickly waved her hands and declined, "Supervisor, I don't have five syllables left. Don't let me embarrass you."

The supervisor, however, did not take it in, "Shengmei, your voice sounds so nice. It's definitely good to sing, don't decline it." As she spoke, she pushed An Shengmei onto the stage.

Gentleman Tan Yizhe asked her: "What are you going to sing?"

"Whatever." An Shengmei's character was almost worn out. Tonight, this group of people were simply going to mess with her! No matter what, he had to put himself together with this damn Tan Yizhe.

Tan Yizhe quickly picked out the song and handed her a mic. An Shengmei took over the name of the song on the screen — — "I'm in Chang'an". She turned her head to Tan Yizhe in surprise. Tan Yizhe only smiled lightly: "I used to listen to you singing this song pretty well."

Tan Yizhe's thin lips slightly parted: "I once again saw the ruins of a lone city. Blood and dust had once alternated here, and in the end, there was not a single trace of an innocent smile left on his face."

An Shengmei's voice was very soft. "I dreamt that the sky was blue and the rain was soft. I dreamt that I was waking up to see who was really you. I thought back to the past and played this song, but nothing came out of it."

At the end of the song, An Shengmei drank some wine and felt a little dizzy. After putting down the microphone, he told the supervisor that the room was too noisy, so he went out to get some fresh air. Then he pushed open the door and left. Tan Yizhe saw her leave the room and follow her out. He saw her standing in the corridor with her hands carelessly brushing against his face.

When An Shengmei saw Tan Yizhe come out, she frantically wiped away her tears.

"Why are you crying? You feel so bad just singing a song with me? " Tan Yizhe leaned against the wall beside her with his arms crossed.

An Shengmei stubbornly argued, "I'm not crying. Which eye of yours sees me crying? Be careful that I sue you for slander."

"I saw it with both eyes." An Shengmei's eyes were red. Tan Yizhe didn't even need to guess to know that she was crying. He ridiculed her in a somewhat funny manner, "After so many years, your mouth is still unforgiving. You must have offended many people over the years, haven't you?"

"I can't compare to Mr. Tan. Wherever I go, I bring a halo to myself. It's really impressive." An Shengmei said sarcastically.

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. Both of them looked at each other, unwilling to admit defeat.

"I'm not feeling well, I'll go home first." An Shengmei was the first to be defeated. Tonight, she had drank too much. What's more, she couldn't stand his hawk-like eyes.

Tan Yizhe held her hand and said, "I'll send you off."

"No need. No need to trouble yourself, Director Tan. This is Shanghai, not Beijing." She was reminding him not to be as domineering as he had been the day he had left Beijing.

Tan Yizhe turned around and put his hands on the wall to support An Shengmei's arms. The elegant aroma from her body made him dizzy for a moment.

Without any hesitation, An Shengmei bent down to grab her soft and tender lips. She wasn't gentle at all. An Shengmei reached out her hand to push him away, but her strength was insufficient in front of Tan Yizhe.

Tan Yizhe happily sucked on her glistening lips, his tongue tyrannically pried open her teeth, and crazily robbed her breath. Usually, the sweetness in her mouth was accompanied by a sense of punishment. An Shengmei closed her eyes and bit down hard, but the taste of blood permeated in their mouths, yet Tan Yizhe remained unmoved.

Neither of them noticed that in a corner of the corridor, there was a person looking at their lingering appearance. Sparks appeared in his eyes as he tightly clenched his fists. He didn't even realize that his nails had pierced his palms.

Just before An Shengmei was about to collapse due to lack of oxygen, Tan Yizhe let go of her. An Shengmei, who had just regained her breath, slapped Tan Yizhe loudly and ran out of the KTV as if she was escaping. An empty taxi passed by and Tan Yizhe chased after it, but she had already left.

"Little girl, where are you going?" The taxi driver was a kind middle-aged man.

An Shengmei didn't think too much about it before giving Gu Qingyan's home address.

When the taxi driver saw her tear-stained face, he consoled her, "Young couple, it's only been two or three days since we've made up. Don't take it too seriously!"

An Shengmei didn't reply. She just silently cried as she looked out the window at the scenery quickly disappearing.

As she sat in the car, the alcohol in her body gradually increased. An Shengmei only had one remaining thought: Go to Gu Qingyan's side.

The last time she met Tan Yizhe in Beijing, she had wanted to smash a stone into her tranquil heart. For so many years, she had had suitors. Besides the reason why Gu Qingyan helped her block the stone, she had always been calm and composed.

Now that Tan Yizhe appeared again, ripples appeared in her heart. Her heart was in chaos. All these years of living a normal life had made her first reaction was to escape from his world. Only Gu Qingyan could make her feel at ease.

During Gu Qingyan's first year in Shanghai, his well-to-do parents bought him a two-bedroom apartment. He tried to persuade An Shengmei to move to his house, but she refused every excuse she could come up with.

Gu Qingyan once said: "Shengmei, you live in the outskirts of Shanghai, it is inconvenient to go to and from work. Come stay at my place, I still have one empty room. "

An Shengmei just smiled and shook her head. After working overtime, she had finally made good results. After the salary increase, she immediately moved to the Shanghai district. Although it was on the edge of the city, the distance to and from work was shorter by more than 1.2 points.

After An Shengmei's family was robbed, Gu Qingyan said, "Shengmei, since the security in your place is so poor, I can't be at ease. I still have that empty room for you, move over here."

An Shengmei still shook her head. After calling the police, she would check her belongings and set up surveillance at home.

Later on, all sorts of things happened and Gu Qingyan tried to persuade her countless times. She just shook her head and gave him a faint smile. In the end, Gu Qingyan had no choice but to buy a car to take her to work every day.

An Shengmei got off the car and ran all the way to Gu Qingyan's house. She shouted at the top of her voice and the patrolling security guards immediately followed the sound. Gu Qingyan, who was bathing in the bathroom, paused, "It sounds like Shengmei." He turned off the tap and didn't hear anything, so he turned on the tap to rinse the soap bubbles on his body. He didn't forget to mock himself, "Gu Qingyan, do you think An Shengmei has gone crazy? She can even make a fool of herself by bathing."

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