VOL.3

I still remember that Lou Lvqiao was beside her, with a sharp tongue: "After being with him for so many years, you still don't know he is just this big of a golden turtle? Wang Shuimo, I really can't believe you!" Lou Lvqiao often felt exasperated with her.

Yu Baitian chuckled and said: "He once dominated the court and won the Youth Cup championship! If it weren't for my aunt and uncle not allowing him to become a professional athlete, he might have been China's Tiger Woods!"

Under the large sunshade, Tang Handong embraced the warm and soft beauty beside him, reaching out to take the sparkling mineral water that she handed him. While drinking, he smiled and asked Miss Wang Shuimo, who was sitting opposite him, "Miss Wang, why don't you go down and play a couple of rounds?"

Must pack!

Wang Yun was taken aback for a moment, but soon a broad smile appeared on her delicate face, reminiscent of the champagne roses blooming on the table, exuding an exquisite fragrance. She leaned in and kissed him lightly on the cheek, saying, "Thank you, dear." Yan Baiyao turned his face, pressed his lips against hers, and initiated a passionate French kiss right then and there

Not only the smile, but also the facial features and body shape are very similar. In that moment, Wang Shuimo actually had a sense of time flowing backward

The gentle breeze of May carried an unknown floral fragrance, flowing like honey over her nose and hairline. Wang Shui Mo tightly pinched her own fingers, unwilling to reveal even the slightest hint of her emotions. During those intimate days, his favorite thing was to call her "baby." He was three years older than her and always found a way to keep her completely under his control. Later, all the love she gave him was used as a tool to hurt her. Whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, such a term of endearment inevitably made one reminisce about the past. Later, all the love she gave him was used as a tool to hurt her. Whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, such a term of endearment inevitably made one reminisce about the past

Yan Baiyao dragged his female companion's hand to the side of the resting table, playfully tapping her on the nose and affectionately asking, "Drink or water?" If possible, Wang Shuimo just wanted to bury herself in a book, so she wouldn't have to hear or see anything. But it was impossible, so she clearly heard the overly sweet voice of that female companion coming word by word: "Just like you." Yan Baiyao: "Ok, baby!"

Yan Baiyao was sitting idly to the side, drinking water by himself. Upon hearing Wang Yun mention the bag, he glanced at the magazine, but his gaze lingered on the pair of hands holding it. The ten fingers were fair and flawless, without any jewelry, refreshingly clean like the sky after rain

After a while, amidst the silence of the crowd, she realized that she seemed to have been lost in thought for too long. Therefore, Wang Shuimo offered a slight apologetic smile to that person.

Yu Boitian turned his head and said: "Brother, didn't you go on vacation to Australia? I just thought I was mistaken!"

Upon thinking of this, Wang Shui Mo suddenly turned her head and smiled at Yu Bai Tian, saying, "Alright, then you teach me. However, there is a condition." That smile, in Yu Bai Tian's eyes, was like fireworks suddenly soaring into the sky, with fragments of golden brilliance instantly piercing through the dark firmament, captivating one's heart at first glance

It felt as if the sunlight had pierced his eyes, and Yan Baiyao closed them briefly. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and, with a charming smile directed at Wang Yun, said: "If you like it, go ahead and order one!"

No problem

Many years ago, on the streets of a foreign country, she once paused to admire the clothes in a shop window. He dragged her inside, but she stubbornly refused. Although she knew his family was well-off, she was always reluctant to spend his money

Under the introduction of Tang Handong, the man finally smiled and extended his hand towards her: "Hello, Yu Baitian, I am Yan Baiyao's cousin! You can call me Baitian." So he is his cousin, no wonder they bear a resemblance of about sixty to seventy percent.

From a distance, the mountains rise and fall. In fact, the mountains of Luohai are not very high, seemingly having been overly nourished by rainwater, appearing more elegant than imposing. However, the mountains are lush and green, offering a refreshing sight.

In the distance, she was smiling like a blooming flower, seemingly having a good impression of Bai Tian. He slightly curled his lips, let out a cold laugh, and turned to embrace Wang Yun, softly saying: "Let's go, I will teach you how to play again"

How boastful! So boastful! Tang Handong swallowed a large mouthful of water with irritation, squinting his eyes as a sudden thought flashed through his mind. No, something was definitely off. Yan Baiyao was acting strangely today. He had never seen him so uninhibited, openly flirting with his female companion like this. Of course, there had been plenty of gatherings where the guys brought their respective partners, but at a certain point and to a certain extent, everyone would retreat to their own rooms. Up until now, this guy had always been discreet and low-key.

She was still staring at Yu Baitian, while Yan Baiyao felt an extreme discomfort in his heart, mixed with a strange anger and an impulse to forcibly turn her face away so she would stop looking. Could it be that the passionate kiss just now had no effect on her at all? He suppressed his impatience and said: "Just returned. Wasn't it to bring this guy beside you back? They said it was a decades anniversary gala, and you must attend, otherwise, they would come to take your head!" He looked around and asked, "What, are you the only one? You traveled all the way here." He suppressed his impatience and said: "Just returned. Wasn't it to bring this guy beside you back? They said it was a decades anniversary gala, and you must attend, otherwise, they would come to take your head!" He looked around and asked, "What, are you the only one? You traveled all the way here."

Looking at Yan Baiyao's female companions over the past few years, which one is not several times more attractive than Wang Shuimo? Just from Yan Baiyao's demeanor, it does not seem like he is interested in her. If he were interested, he would never bring a second woman into the picture. People like them may play around, but they still do so with taste. However, if he is not interested in her, why would he go through the trouble of arranging a meeting with her, even going so far as to call Wang Shuimo's father directly, taking a roundabout approach to invite her? Wang Shuimo seems completely oblivious to his scrutiny, contentedly holding a fashion magazine, savoring its contents. But if he is not interested in her, why would he go through the trouble of arranging a meeting with her, even going so far as to call Wang Shuimo's father directly, taking a roundabout approach to invite her? Wang Shuimo seems completely oblivious to his scrutiny, contentedly holding a fashion magazine, savoring its contents.

The weather in May is neither hot nor cold, everything is just right. The sunshine, the gentle breeze, and the scenery are all delightful. However, Wang Shuimo has little inclination to appreciate it.

What conditions?

Tang Handong: "I can teach you! Who hasn't gone from not knowing to knowing?" Tang Handong had already cursed Yan Baiyao countless times in his heart. Here he was, clearly the one who had invited the person, yet at this moment, he was flirting with his female companion, leaving her to Tang Handong. After all, it was Tang Handong who had taken the initiative to invite him; if he didn't greet him, who would? Normally, he wouldn't mind, but right now, he was eager to hold onto the warm and soft beauty beside him, where would he find the time to greet her? After all, it was Tang Handong who had taken the initiative to invite him; if he didn't greet him, who would? Normally, he wouldn't mind, but right now, he was eager to hold onto the warm and soft beauty beside him, where would he find the time to greet her?

Tang Handong slowly turned his gaze over and scrutinized Wang Shuimo for a few moments. No matter how he looked at her, he found nothing particularly outstanding; at most, she could be described as graceful, with exceptionally good skin, tender and delicate like that of a baby, as if it could break with a gentle touch. In comparison, she certainly could not match the woman beside him, who was a beauty pageant champion, a newly debuted star, seemingly pure yet not lacking in charm, with a hint of seduction amidst her allure.

She stood on the street of a foreign country with him, facing the passing foreigners, confronting each other: "Only a girlfriend would frivolously spend her boyfriend's money! I am your future wife, so I must help you save money!" From that moment on, every time she got angry, he would sweet-talk her by calling her 'wife' until she laughed through her tears.

The breeze is gentle, the sun is bright, and her voice faintly brushes past my ear, blurred yet strangely clear.

Wang Yun's gaze fell upon a designer handbag in the magazine, and she remarked, "This is the latest model, and it looks quite nice. However, it is rather difficult to match with outfits". Wang Shuimo smiled without saying a word

Yan Baiyao is teaching his female companion how to play golf. The two occasionally exchange glances and smile, and at times they whisper to each other. The combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman is truly delightful to behold

It is her; she has always been foolish to the extent that the phrase "very silly and very naive" is insufficient to describe her

The graceful female companion, carrying an alluring fragrance, took a seat beside her: "I often read this magazine as well." Wang Shuimo raised her head and gave her a faint smile. The companion said: "Hello, I am Wang Yun"

In the past, when they were together, Yan Baiyao concealed many things, such as his family background and his proficiency in golf

The pain in her abdomen was excruciating! Wang Shuimo took out some painkillers from her bag, small white pills that possessed a reassuring power. She swallowed them slowly with water, completely unaware that her small medicine bottle had fallen under the bench

Yan Baiyao watched the figures of the two depart into the distance, and she now seemed very different from the person she remembered. She used to love to smile; during their first meeting years ago, under the bright sun, she raised her hand to shield her forehead, squinting her eyes and smiling at him, sparkling like crystal. Even when she cried, it would only last a moment, and she would soon be amused by him. Then she would wipe her snot and tears all over his clothes, fully aware that she would be the one to wash them the next day. Yet she enjoyed it, as if it were a habit. She always loved to burrow into his embrace, like a soft and warm cat.

Wang Shuimo nodded: "Hello, Wang Shuimo. It is a pleasure to meet you"

Wang Shuimo turned her head and saw, under the gentle and soft sunlight, two men walking towards her. One was Tang Handong. The other man was unfamiliar to her, yet he felt strangely familiar at first glance, as if he were the person from California years ago, who always wore a bright and radiant smile, reminiscent of the California sun, warm enough to seep into one's heart

The man and woman in a passionate kiss finally parted, with Wang Yun shyly pushing Yan Baiyao away: "Someone..." This vividly restored the true scene of the idiom "to want to refuse yet welcome"

Two years after the breakup, she saw a photo of him and his father in a magazine given to her by Lou Lvqiao, and only then did she realize his family background, which ultimately left her feeling utterly cold.

Han Dong, shall we go play ball? Is that alright? I just learned a little bit! Perhaps sensing that her male companion was somewhat neglecting her, the gentle and soft Wen Xiang Ruan Yu knew exactly how to actively seek attention. She wrapped her arms around Han Dong's waist and kept twisting. It is believed that few can resist such temptation, and Han Dong happened to be someone who easily becomes "emotional." He naturally embraced Wen Xiang Ruan Yu's waist and comforted her, saying: "Alright, let's go play ball!" On this rare holiday, it is certainly appropriate to indulge a little.

He remembers that there were countless times when he almost couldn't help but call her, but fortunately, he always stopped after pressing the numbers and did not press the final call button

She still remembers those days of losing the child, when she would lean in his arms, clutching his collar: "You owe me my precious one." Or she would say: "Yan Baiyao, you are finished. In this lifetime, you are already entangled with me." It was a tone that was soft yet filled with gritted teeth, one he had only heard from her in this lifetime. During that time, he always comforted her. In fact, she had a good upbringing; the worst she would say when angry was "bad egg." He had only heard that from her in this lifetime. During that time, he always comforted her. In fact, she had a good upbringing; the worst she would say when angry was "bad egg."

Yu Boitian chuckled and said, "It's very simple, I'll teach you. Back in the day, I was completely clueless as well, and it was my brother who enlightened me with a golf club."

Tang Handong politely said to Wang Shuimo: "I apologize, Miss Wang, I must excuse myself for a moment"

It is only now that I realize, to make a man remember a woman, one must spend his money lavishly, preferably exhausting all his funds, leaving him deeply in debt, so that he will forever remember what he owes her

Tang Handong handed him a bottle of water and said: "What are you responding for? We are just short of one. With your arrival, we can perfectly form three pairs."

However, now she is polite and distant from beginning to end, as if he were merely an unrelated stranger. He has been wondering whether it is because her soft belly once carried his child that he has always thought of her in the quiet of the night, accompanied by a sense of inexplicable guilt and regret

Wang Shuimo smiled bitterly in her memories. The painkillers had taken effect, and the abdominal pain had subsided. She was just about to find a reason to go back when she heard a teasing voice behind her: "Tsk tsk tsk! Look at your brother, he looks so unsatisfied. If I didn't know this guy for a long time, I would think he just turned eighteen this year!"

He and she have long since become strangers. Two people who once shared the same bed intimately for several years have, in fact, separated, becoming even more unfamiliar than strangers. Time will turn everything into the past

After chatting for a while, Tang Handong and his gentle and soft companion went to exercise again. Yu Baitian invited Wang Shuimo: "Miss Wang, would you like to join me for a game?" Wang Shuimo shook her head, a faint smile appearing on her face: "I don't know how to play!"

Sitting beside her, Wang Yun interjected with great interest, "Did Bai Yao start playing at a very young age?"

Wang Shuimo smiled faintly and said, "I’m sorry, I cannot play." If it were not for her father's repeated insistence, Wang Shuimo would not have come today. Several days ago at the banquet, she had already realized that the relationship between Yan Baiyao and Tang Handong was certainly not superficial.

Wang Shuimo finally looked up from the magazine and said: "I wish you all a great time"

Once thought that the two would perhaps never meet again in this lifetime, yet at the same time, there was always an unwillingness to accept this, always holding onto fantasies, imagining countless scenarios of their encounters. Now, having truly met, one realizes that all the fantasies combined cannot compare to the shock of that moment of genuine reunion. So real and heart-wrenching

You have no idea that at that time she was standing at the exit, holding her handbag, crying uncontrollably, looking utterly miserable! Tang Handong's words echoed in my ears... She had once carried another person's child in her womb... Yan Baiyao suddenly clenched his fist, the veins bulging.

Wang Shuimo said, "No need. I don't have any athletic ability, you all enjoy yourselves!" Tang Handong turned his head and saw Yan Baiyao kindly holding his partner's hand from behind, then hitting a good ball, causing his graceful partner to laugh joyfully like a flower in the wind.

Yu Boitian's hands are large and warm. It is as if the hand of someone from years past once held hers, their fingers intertwined, as they passed by one unfamiliar yet familiar street corner after another. ... There was a time when she thought the two of them would continue to hold hands like this forever ...

However, he cannot forget her betrayal. If it were not for the fact that Lou Luqiao had emailed him a close-up photo of her with someone else, he would have found it almost impossible to believe that the girl who had been by his side not long ago was already embraced by another.

Yu Boitian sat opposite him, looking quite lazy: "A group of people, so dull! I was just about to head back when I happened to run into Brother Tang."