Chapter 463 Three Years Later, Yan An Reunited

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu followed An An's gaze and also fell on the young man.

The young man who was chosen was heartbroken, and a look of joy appeared on his handsome face. He was picked!

The lady boss immediately laughed, "Oh, this beautiful girl, you have a good eye. This man is the strongest here. I don't know if you have heard of a person, that is Lu Yan, the big boss of the Imperial Capital three years ago. Our man's figure is comparable to that of Mr. Yan."

Speaking of Lu Yan, the lady boss got high herself, "When Mr. Yan was still there, he fascinated many young women and rich women in the Imperial Capital. It's a pity that Mr. Yan died later, but those rich young women and rich women still can't forget Mr. Yan. They come to our club and order this man because he is as strong as Mr. Yan."

Tang Moer looked at the lady boss. She was probably a fan of Mr. Yan.

At this time, Lin Shiyu said, "Boss, you talked too much today."

The boss was very aggrieved, "..."

She was just introducing.

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu looked back at An An. Lu Yan, this man, gave An An the most pain in her life. The name "Lu Yan" has become a taboo.

No one has mentioned it in the past three years.

An An has not mentioned it either. She lives a good life and lives well. Everything seems to have passed.

But she has a thin rose gold bracelet on her slender wrist. This is a king-back bracelet that Tang Moer tailored for her to cover the scar on her wrist.

Three years ago, she cut her wrist on her bed. Although she was rescued, the scar was too deep and she could not remove the scar for the rest of her life.

Huo Yanmei felt sorry for her daughter and took her to remove the scar, but all the doctors shook their heads.

This scar is like the heavy ink left by Lu Yan in her life. How deep is the love, how deep is the hatred, so deep that it can't be erased even after years.

This bracelet is unique in the world. It is Tang Moer's exclusive design for An An. This bracelet is also known as exclusive memory.

Not long after, King-back was officially launched. This exclusive memory became an exclusive out-of-print. No matter how high the price was offered by those wealthy businessmen, Tang Moer never produced a second one.

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu looked at each other. It was true that the boss lady was innocent, but she was talking about something else.

At this time, a soft voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "No, Lu Yan's figure is hundreds of times better than his."

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu looked back. This was said by An An.

An An looked at the sturdy young man calmly, with her lotus-like red lips slightly hooked, and her smile was light and faint, without any sincerity.

She said... Lu Yan...

Upon hearing this, the boss lady quickly laughed twice. She had never seen the legendary Yan Ye. With her status, she could not see him before.

"This beautiful girl, do you want to turn over this prince's card?" The proprietress asked directly.

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu looked at An An, wondering what she would choose?

After a few seconds, An An nodded, "I'll turn over him."

Other guys: Envy ing, let's go to the gym tomorrow!

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The next room.

With a "click", the door of the room was pushed open by a white and tender little hand, and then a graceful figure walked in.

An An stepped on high heels. Although the high heels made no sound when stepping on the handmade wool carpet, it did not affect her twisting of the hips. Every time she took a step, her slender waist twisted, which was really charming, lonely and deadly.

An An sat down on the bed, one slender arm supported on the bed sheet, her graceful body leaned back, "Come here."

The guy had been following her, looking at her with embarrassment and admiration.

Hearing her call, the guy quickly came over.

An An looked at it for a few times, but got up and left.

…

After leaving the club, An An stood on the busy street, took out her phone, found the group "Women I Am Greatest", and sent a WeChat message---I'm leaving first.

Then she put away her phone.

The imperial capital is so big, where does she want to go?

She didn't know where she wanted to go, so she walked forward with her thin legs and suddenly stopped in front of a convenience store.

At this time, an ordinary van stopped outside the convenience store, the back door opened, and five or six children from the mountains got out of the car with suitcases. They looked at the man in the driver's seat, "Uncle, we are going to college."

There was a man sitting in the driver's seat of the van, wearing a black V-neck T-shirt and a peaked cap on his head.

The hat was pulled down low, so his face could not be seen clearly, and only his cold and smooth jaw could be vaguely seen.

His two big hands pressed on the steering wheel, and those big hands were rough and fierce from years of work. Under the thin T-shirt, you can see his bulging solid muscles and muscular male curves. The screen is full of rough manliness and masculinity, which makes people want to lick the screen.

At this time, a school bus stopped, and the dean of X University came to pick up the children.

The dean stood in front of the school bus and waved to the man in the car.

The man raised his deep brown eyes to look at the dean, then turned his head to look at the simple children outside the window, and he whispered, "Let's go."

Let's go.

Two simple words, without any instructions.

The children's eyes were red, "Uncle, we will study hard and will not let you down."

Before crying, the children ran away.

The man looked at the backs of the children, then stretched out his big palm to fumble for a pack of cigarettes in the dark space of the car. He took out a cigarette and held it between his thin lips.

At this time, a girl suddenly ran back. The girl mustered up the courage to put her little face close to the man's, and quickly kissed the man's handsome cheek, "Uncle, when I graduate, I will marry you and be your wife."

After saying that, the girl ran away again with a red face.

The dean cordially took the children's suitcases and said with a kind smile, "Your uncle sends the admitted college students here every year. I see that several girls have said that they will marry your uncle after graduation. It seems that your uncle is more charming than anything else."

The children showed bright smiles, "Uncle is the principal of us mountain children. Dad, it is he who gives us light and hope. He is the greatest and most lovable person in our hearts."

The dean nodded repeatedly, "Is your uncle's leg feeling better?"

Speaking of this, the children quickly showed sad expressions, "My uncle's leg was amputated three years ago, and he now relies on prosthetic limbs to walk. However, my uncle has a special constitution. Every time he wears the prosthetic limb, he will suffer from allergies and pain. It will take a long time for him to get better." "

The dean looked out the window and sighed. He touched the heads of these children. Many of these children apply for medicine every year. He knew that these children all wanted to save that man.

It will be fine. Good people in this world will have a peaceful life.

The school bus left, and the man in the bread took off his peaked cap, revealing a handsome and three-dimensional face. It was Lu Yan.

After three years of not seeing each other, Lu Yan had not changed much, except that his handsome features were more hardened and restrained. His thin bangs covered his brown eyes. He squinted and lit the cigarette in his thin lips with a "pop" sound. The smoke blurred his handsome face. Now that he has experienced the vicissitudes of time, he has tempered a kind of forbearance and loving tolerance. This silent but brilliant temperament makes him even more charming.

He was smoking silently in the cheap carriage, and his brown eyes hidden behind the smoke faintly glanced at the neon lights of the city outside the window. This was the Imperial City.

He is no longer Lu Yan, who died three years ago.

Therefore, he cannot show his true face to others.

Who is he now?

He doesn't know either.

Maybe they are just lonely ghosts floating in this city.

But thinking of those simple children, he curled his thin lips and took another puff of cigarette, soft ripples appeared in his eyebrows.

A girl kissed him, but he didn't pay much attention. Those were just kids who didn't understand anything.

He lowered his handsome eyelids and glanced at his right leg. His right leg was empty and had been amputated.

There is a prosthetic leg placed on the passenger seat in case of emergency.

He reached out and lowered the driver's seat, leaning his handsome body into the seat, relaxing for the time being.

After taking a puff of cigarette, he took out his mobile phone, which was very old, and he pulled out a photo from it.

Only one photo.

The photo is... An'an. He was released from prison three years ago. She was sleeping on his big bed. The girl's sleepy eyes were peaceful, and her slender feathers like butterfly wings were hanging down obediently, like a little angel left in the world.

His rough fingertips caressed her delicate face, and her soft voice filled his ears---

Lu Yan, I miss you so much.

Lu Yan, I want you to kiss me, hug me, and praise me.

Lu Yan, I think you want to cry...

An'an.

His peace.

He is already forty years old this year. If there is any regret in life, it is An An.

The ring was still lying quietly in his trouser pocket, and he and she had missed it after all.

In the past three years, he had brought these children from the mountains to the imperial capital many times, but he had never gone to find her.

Because the search is meaningless and he only has the rest of his life left.

But that didn't stop him from missing her day after day.

She is the biggest regret in his life, but also the biggest hope in his life.

Lu Yan closed his eyes gently, he wanted to rest for a while.

…

When Lu Yan closed his eyes, a graceful figure walked over.

An An opened her thin legs and took two steps. She came to the side of the van. Because the car film was black, she couldn't see inside, and of course she didn't look inside.

However, she suddenly stopped.

She stood quietly by the driver's door, then raised her little head and looked up at the sky. The rest of her life was long, when would it end?

She was tired of this time.

That person is dead, already dead. He took away all her love and all her hatred. She gave all the love in her life to that person. She spent all her life trying to love someone, but in the end she was hurt. Covered in bruises.

She would never get better for the rest of her life.

He stole her heart and let her wander the world.

The first time she opened her eyes every morning, this sentence echoed in her ears - Oh, she is still living in this world without him.

All meaningless.

An An lowered her little head. She looked at her own shadow on the ground, stretched very long by the moonlight.

But next to her shadow was a van, and she actually had the illusion that she was leaning on the van.

She slowly looked sideways, looking at the van, and at the driver's seat next to her...