"Mrs. Gong is so radiant today. She is definitely the focus of the party. She is always blessed." Someone came out and complimented. The wedding ceremony of Gong ou and Shi Xiaonian has not been announced, but some people in the upper class have already received wind from various channels, so they pay tribute to him. When Xiaonian stood beside Gong ou and smiled, Gong Ou just wanted to finish his project, but he didn't make much noise with them. It was a few years later that I went to Baha'i cruise ship. The equipment on the cruise ship was more advanced than before, and the facilities were more luxurious. Xiao Nian walked in with Gong Ou's arm in his hand. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw that it seemed like a huge casino with all kinds of gambling equipment. It was still early, and men and women in bright clothes were sitting at the gambling tables. "Look for it." Gong Ou turned his face and said coldly to Feng de beside him. "Yes, sir." Feng de went on. Shi Xiaonian appreciates the new things around her. Gong Ou looks down at her and says, "do you want to bet two?" "No, I refuse these things, and I will not." Xiaonian shook his head and asked, "I want to walk." "Then I'll be with you." Gong Ou said that she walked forward with her hands on her waist. From time to time, someone came to Gong ou to give her a few words. Xiao Nian had to stand there with Gong ou and listen to them talk about things she didn't understand and was not interested in. Seeing the lack of interest of Xiaonian, Gong Ou takes over the glass in the waiter's tray, takes it up and sips it lightly, indifferently, "excuse me." With that, Gong Ou hugs Xiaonian and leaves, leaving a group of people there. "Don't talk much?" Asked shixiaonian. "There's nothing to talk about with a bunch of old men with eyes full of words about climbing you." Gong Ou dismisses the tunnel and looks down at her. "It's better to talk with you!" "But we don't seem to have much to talk about." Shi Xiaonian said that they are glued together almost every day. She is almost able to figure out how many pieces of his hair are. She really can't find any topic to talk about for a while. It's no wonder that couples have seven-year itch. There's nothing to talk about. "Whoever said it, I would like to talk with you, and I would like to listen to you!" Gong Ou said as she walked forward, hugging her. "Then what do you want to hear me say?" Gong Ou's dark eyes are deep, which makes him think for a while but can't remember. He sips his lips and says, "tell me if your underwear is front button or back button?" “……” When Xiaonian wanted to kick him. "Tell me." Gong Ou grabs her and asks, lowering her eyes, glancing back and forth on her, or "I'll guess." When the audience was looked at by him with this kind of eyes, Xiaonian felt that he was becoming clairvoyant. He was so embarrassed that he reached out to push him. Gong Ou asked reluctantly, "what is it? Front buckle? Back button? " "Not at all. Don't ask. " I read it in a low voice. "You didn't wear it?" Gong Ou's eyes suddenly brightened, and Xiao Nian was too embarrassed to push him. Gong Ou glued him up again. When Xiao Nian decided to turn around and leave, Feng de came over and said, "master, Ling has arrived. He's in the box." "Here we are?" Gong Ou frowns. How can he arrive so soon? He has enough flirting. "When small read sees appearance to connect busy way," then you go quickly "You're not with me?" Gong Ou frowns. Together. Discuss in front of manager Ling whether her underwear is front button or back button? When small read thought, pretended to yawn, "I am tired, want to go to rest for a while." Wen Yan, Gong Ou didn't force her either. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, saying, "then I'll come to you after talking." "Good." Gong Ou stares at Feng de coldly, "find her a clean room." "Yes, sir." Feng de nodded. When Feng de led Gong ou to see President Ling, he took Xiao Nian to his room. When he passed a crooked corridor, a cloud of ash came out of it, choking people to cover their noses. When Xiaonian looked at the past, his eyes were stagnant. She couldn't forget the room. Gong Ou mistakenly thought that she had given him some medicine. Later, she was in the room and asked for her certification again and again, saying that she deliberately cheated. The door of the room was open, and some uniformed waiters were cleaning there. I haven't cleaned the room for several years. The ash is really big. When I saw him, Xiaonian stopped. Fengde looked at her and said, "young master said, take out all the things in this room and throw them away, and seal this room." “……” Gong Ou did not like the room very much. He was so ashamed that he sealed it. "Let's go, Xiaonian. The organizer has another room for the young master. I'll take you to have a rest." Said van der. "Good." Xiaonian nodded, followed Fengde, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and didn't let the ash choke in. The waitresses put on masks and pushed out a safe. The ash fans couldn't open their eyes. Feng de reached out and waved the smoke, saying, "this safe will be delivered to Room 302 in a moment." "Yes, housekeeper." The waiters nodded. When Xiaonian waved and walked against the wall, he couldn't help looking at the bed in the room. Someone was tearing it down. That big bed used to be gong ou and Tang Yi lying on it. When Xiaonian's eyes darkened, in fact, a woman's heart and eyes were really small. She said that she didn't care whether she didn't mind. How could it be that it was like a thorn hanging on the heart. It didn't hurt deeply, but it was always there. Let's go. If you don't see it, you're clean. It's all over. When Xiaonian was about to turn around, he saw several waiters come out with furniture one by one, coughing as they moved and carrying out the bedside table. One of the waiters walked unsteadily and hit the wall. A small object fell off the bedside table and fell on the floor. It's a hairpin. A red hair clip with English and number: C8. “……” When small read to see past, pupil all of a sudden tight, stupidly looking at that hairpin, the hand that covers on the mouth also falls powerlessly. "It's a hairpin," the two waitresses with the nightstand subconsciously look up to the ground "This hairpin is still stuck on the cabinet. Let's go." Two people casually said two sentences, carrying the cabinet away. "Xiaonian, let's go. It's choking here." Feng de stood beside her, but Xiao Nian's face was pale. When he heard his voice, Xiaonian's eyes moved. He raised his feet and walked forward. He bent down to pick up the red hair clip on the ground. He wiped the dust off it with his fingers and looked at it stupidly. How. How could it be. "Xiaonian, what's the matter?" Feng de came up and looked at her strangely. "Ah?" When small read back to God, shook his head, fingers clenched his fist, "nothing, a little tired, I go to the room to rest." When Xiaonian went to the new room, the sun was shining brightly, and she came in through the window. She sat alone by the bed and slowly spread out her palm. The red hairpin lay quietly in the palm of her hand, the hair on it was dirty. How could this happen. It's incredible. There's no reason for this thing to appear in that room. It's impossible. It's impossible. Is that what it looks like? It seems that only that can make sense. It's weird that this thing should appear in Gong Ou's room. When Xiaonian bit his lips, his eyebrows were frowned tightly. When Gong Ou comes back from the conversation, Xiaonian still stares at the red hairpin in her hand, desperately remembering what happened that day, but she has almost forgotten these little details. Who can remember the details of the night almost seven years ago. She lost it? She didn't lose it? It's she who thinks about it in a mess. What's so persistent about the past? When she sipped her lips, she decided not to think about it any more, so she threw her hairpin into the garbage can. Like a fatalistic slow motion camera, just as she threw it down, a slender hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the hairpin. The next second, she saw Gong Ou's handsome face, which fell in the sun, with a deep outline, distinct features and a deadly sexy eyebrow and eye. "Gong Ou?" When Xiaonian stood there and looked at him in amazement. "Throw what?" Gong Ou asked, opening his hand and looking at the hairpin inside, he couldn't help frowning. "This kind of hairpin is lost. Who has nothing to give you this ugly hairpin? I'll meet him! " At the end of the day, Gong Ou is already gnashing his teeth. He subconsciously thought that in the time when he was talking about business, there was a woman who didn't know how to give gifts to him and send hairpins to die! "It's not from someone else." Said Shi Xiaonian. "Then where did it come from?" Gong Ou asked coldly, and suddenly he saw the clue, "this hairpin is so old, who will give gifts to this kind of junk?" It's ugly. I don't have the taste to give him a woman present. "It's not a gift." When Xiaonian looked at him, he didn't know whether to say it or not. Seeing Gong Ou staring at her intensely, she wanted to stare at her ugly face. She thought about it or said, "do you remember what jewels the waiters wore at the last cruise banquet?" "How many years ago? I didn't even look at them. How could I remember what they were wearing? " Gong Ou said with disdain. "This is a high-end banquet. I still vaguely remember that in order to better arrange tasks in the service, special accessories were arranged for the service students. The number was embroidered in the corner of the bow tie for boys, and the number was stuck on the hair clip for girls." Said Shi Xiaonian. Gong Ou stood there, listening to her words, and could not deny his jaw, "so what?" What does the woman want to say. "If I remember correctly, C8 on this hairpin means group C No. 8." Shi Xiaonian said, a little white. "Group C, No. 8?" Gong Ou's eyes sank. He took off his coat and threw it on the bed. He said, "how can it sound familiar?"