I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

Sang Qianqian turned around and looked at the layout of the room, slightly surprised.

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Whether it's furniture, furnishings, or colors, it's a bit similar to her room in the Sang family villa.

Compared with Shen Hanyu's room next door, this one is obviously much warmer, with a bit of bright warmth.

Sang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but went to the closet and opened it. Immediately, her whole body was stunned.

Indeed, as Yan Yan said, there is a cabinet full of women's clothes.

But that's the clothes she once wore.

At the beginning, she was suspended for death. In order to avoid suspicion, she did not take any of the clothes she had ever worn with her.

She didn't know that after Shen Hanyu bought the old house, he moved some of the clothes into this room.

Sang Qianqian's eyes swept over those dresses, and carefully looked at each dress.

Inexplicably, I feel that these clothes seem to have something in common, as if they were all clothes that she wore and appeared in front of Shen Hanyu?

For some dresses, she couldn't remember what occasions they were, maybe they were worn on weekdays.

But some are still impressive.

For example, the sparkling pink puffy princess dress that once made her extremely embarrassed in front of Shen Hanyu.

She was in the rain at that time, and her father asked the secretary to buy her this dress to put on. Unexpectedly, when he went to the hospital to visit Shen Shaofeng, he met Shen Hanyu and Xia Sitong.

That embarrassment and embarrassment, she still vaguely remembers.

For example, a long skirt with a starry sky gradient blue.

It was what she wore when she went to Han Tianyi's birthday. Later, when she sent Xia Sitong back, she also met a drunk man, and her dress was almost torn.

It seemed that that night, she mustered up the courage to tell Shen Hanyu that she was just curious about him.

There is also a purple veil dress that Sang Qianqian will never forget.

That time, she was tricked into the box by Ding Aojia at the Shengshi Club. Ding Aojia took off her clothes and took that kind of photo of her. It was Shen Hanyu who came in time to save her.

Sang Qianqian's hands stroked the dresses one by one, and her heart trembled slightly.

Her eyes fell on a white fringed flower gauze dress, the dress she wore on the night of her eighteenth birthday.

I still remember that she chose this one in front of the mirror for a long time, tried it for a long time, and finally chose this one.

It was on that night that she met Shen Hanyu.

With a startled glance, they passed by.

She thought she was the only one who remembered him, but did he actually remember her?

Otherwise, how could this dress appear here.

Sang Qianqian almost closed the wardrobe with trembling hands, tried to calm her emotions, and turned around.

When he looked up, he saw a quietly closed door.

Rong Yan said that when she wanted to go inside to find medicine for Shen Hanyu, Shen Hanyu clearly had such a headache that she could not stand still, but she stopped her with a stern drink.

What secrets are hidden in that door?

Before seeing these clothes, Sang Qianqian probably wouldn't have pushed open the door rashly.

But at this moment, Sang Qianqian can roughly guess that the secret behind this door should be related to her.

The door was not locked, Sang Qianqian lightly held the door lock knob and pushed open the door.

To her surprise, it was dark and empty, with only one table and one chair.

Sang Qianqian walked to the table and found a remote control on the table, with dark blue buttons quietly glowing dimly.

She hesitated and pressed the blue button.

Not far away, a beam of light appeared, and in the beam, a slender figure slowly appeared.

A frown and a smile, lifelike, that is her, what she looked like five years ago.

The portrait under the high-tech holographic projection truly interprets everything that has happened, from the night she first met Shen Hanyu to the day she left in suspended animation.

Many of the memories in the middle have been blurred, but at this moment, she seems to have stepped into a time shuttle and returned to the past again.

"Shen Hanyu, hello, I'm Sang Qianqian."

The girl turned her head and smiled sweetly, "Your new roommate."

"Shen Hanyu, it's my business to like you. I promise you that I won't wait for you here in the future, but you can't force me not to like you."

"Shen Hanyu, don't you really know, I like you."

"Shen Hanyu, I won't pester you again in the future."

"Shen Hanyu, I'm just curious about you."

"Shen Hanyu, I'll help you."

"Shen Hanyu, the Sang family can stand the investigation, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"Shen Hanyu, this is the truth."

"Shen Hanyu, promise me, don't embarrass the Sang family."

"Shen Hanyu, you have to keep your word."

Sang Qianqian's whole body trembled violently, she stretched out her hand to support the table, trying her best to stand still, but at some point, her face was full of tears.

Shen Hanyu, what are you doing?

How could he do this to himself.

This is not a memory, this is cruel torture, tortured over and over again.

As long as he is a little more tolerant of himself, he should let go of those pasts, instead of thinking about those pasts bit by bit, creating such a cage for himself, trapping himself in the memories of the past, and revisiting those cruelties over and over again.

It's not that Sang Qianqian didn't know that he liked her for the past five years, but she really didn't expect that Shen Hanyu used such deep affection.

She finally understood how his headache and insomnia came about.

It is a miracle that he is still alive by treating himself like this.

She also finally understood why he said that at the seaside of Yuecheng last night, he didn't want to have a girlfriend, he just wanted to keep those memories.

His memories are not empty words, but, like substance, are in sight.

If she really died five years ago, if she didn't come to Mingcheng, promise to be with him.

Does he really plan to keep these past lives?

The tears couldn't be stopped for some reason, she closed the door and strode downstairs.

When the hurried knock on the door sounded, Shen Hanyu didn't sleep, he thought something was wrong and quickly went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Shen Hanyu was swept away by the girl's delicate body.

She burst into tears, and Shen Hanyu's heart tightened, "What happened?"

The girl didn't speak, just cried, tears soaking his shirt.

After a long while, he choked and said, "Shen Hanyu, why are you so stupid, the past has already passed, why are you torturing yourself so much?"

Shen Hanyu was slightly startled, "You, you know?"

I thought she wouldn't find out so soon.

Sang Qian's eyes were lightly red, "Why do you care about a dead person for five years?"

Shen Hanyu raised his hand, his slender fingers gently wiped away the girl's tears, and his voice was low and gentle.

"But you're still alive, Qianqian. You're by my side right now."

So all the suffering you have suffered is worth it.

"Then what if I really died? What if I didn't go back to Mingcheng to find you at all?"

Sang Qianqian asked with tears in her eyes, "What will happen to you?"