Chapter 23 Ambiguous Past

  The memory of their first meeting had become somewhat blurred in Lu Nianwen's mind, she only remembered his handsome hand, the warmth between his eyebrows and eyes, as clear and calm as a spring, pulling her into the depths of emotion, unable to escape, and could only sink in.

  Meng Yang hastily arrived at their agreed meeting place and saw this scene: Lu Nianwen was staring blankly at Shang Yu, but it didn't seem like she was looking at him. It was as if she was seeing something through him, nostalgic for something. Dai Yuqi stood beside her, with a calm expression, if one ignored her tightly clenched fists.

  Standing there in a daze, all sorts of thoughts were turning over and over in Meng Yang's mind, to go forward or leave?

  But he has waited for too long, and he has been disappointed too many times. This time, it was she who reached out to him first, wasn't it? If he misses this chance, then maybe he will never have another opportunity again. The thought of them being stuck as siblings from now on is unbearable, too unbearable.

  It's not easy to have such an opportunity, and as long as he reaches out his hand and says a word, she can stay by his side forever, Meng Yang doesn't want to give it up.

  The fist clenched and unclenched several times before finally settling on: "Little Naughty."

  With a low and husky male voice, as if piercing through layers of fog, directly reaching her heart.

  Lu Nianwen shook her head: "It's only noon now and you're already thinking about attending tonight's event? Do you have a poor sense of time or is your concept of time different from others?"

  This is the real her, stern and unyielding: "I've already made myself clear this morning, you owe me and I'll slowly settle accounts with you, as for other nonsense, there's no need to be polite."

  After finishing, she didn't look at them again, walked towards Meng Yang, and gently pulled open the tightly clenched fist. Then, she gave him a playful smile, and their hands intertwined.

  Shang Yu was astonished by her performance and for a moment lost his focus. She had already left, and he couldn't catch up: "Xiao Wen, Xiao Wen."

  Lu Nianwen smiled and let go, it was time to put down. What she missed was the Shang Yun she first met, but she was too obsessed with pursuing him. Now she finally understood that some things were only suitable for admiration from afar, and once they got close, they would find out that they weren't as beautiful as they thought. Similarly, what Shang Yun pursued was the little Wen who had already died under the wheels of a runaway car, but where could he find her back?

  Now, she is just Lu Nianwen, Meng Yang's Lu Nianwen.

  Meng Yang secretly let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, she chose herself. Turning back to look, Shang Yu was staring blankly at their intertwined fingers, but didn't make any move. In this regard, he had already lost. At this moment, if he really liked the girl, he would definitely rush forward and pursue her without hesitation, but he didn't. Although there was a sense of loss, he still put his ridiculous self-esteem first, maintaining those fake things.

  "Where do you want to go?" Turning back, she was by his side, smiling brightly, which was enough for Meng Yang.

  All he wanted was for Lu Nianwen to stay by his side and accompany him happily.

  "I don't know." He kept shaking his head, Lu Nianwen secretly smiled in her heart: I just wanted you to accompany me anyway.

  Look, she also has her own little secret.

  "I don't know why you're looking for me again, I'm very busy." Someone suddenly thought of being arrogant, complaining on the surface, but secretly laughing hundreds of times in their heart.

  "Go ahead then, I don't care if I'm alone." Lu Nianwen still couldn't see through him? She was even more arrogant than him.