Naeko Morikawa said that her wedding with An Mubing will be held in Tokyo, Japan at the end of next month, but after returning from Liao Wenxing's birthday banquet that day, there are no rumors in the market, whether it is major newspapers, magazines or television networks, there is no report on when Morikawa and An will get married.

Time passed day by day, and at the beginning, Yan Yihan would be very scared, she was afraid that one day when she opened her eyes, it would be overwhelming news of their marriage.

But in the blink of an eye, almost a month has passed, and the surrounding area is quiet and hairy, Yan Yihan sometimes goes into a trance, could it be that she thinks about it day and night, so she imagines it? They don't want to get married at all?

didn't want to do anything, Yan Yihan really wanted to take a leave for a while, either she would lie at home, or she would go abroad to hide, she felt that she might be depressed.

Xia Dongyi was going abroad for a period of time, Yan Yihan just took a long breath, it was not that she didn't want to see Xia Dongyi, but he took too gentle and considerate care of her, which would make her feel sorry for herself.

When she got up in the morning, changed her clothes and went to the company, she wanted to ask Chamberlain for leave, but as soon as she got to her desk, she saw an international airmail.

The signature on it is Yan Yihan, Yan Yihan was slightly surprised, remembering that he hadn't received any foreign contracts recently.

When I opened it, there was only a small white-gold greeting card under the big email, Yan Yihan didn't think much about it, and opened it directly.

What rushed into his eyes was the word wedding, and then Yan Yihan's head was blank, and he saw the names of An Mubing and Naeko Morikawa on it.

The invitation came so suddenly that she opened her mouth slightly and took a breath, but she couldn't make the next move for a long time.

I felt less and less air in my chest, so little that there was a fog in front of my eyes, and my brain began to fall into a semi-dizzy state.

"Yi Han!"

There was a familiar call in her ears, and Gan Xue stepped forward in two steps to support Yan Yihan, who was almost fallen.

"Yi Han, what's wrong with you?!"

Yan Yihan subconsciously clenched the platinum greeting card in her hand, the perimeter of the greeting card was scalded with gold edges, and the flesh of her palm was tingling with metal.

Trembling lips, Yan Yihan couldn't even make a false smile, and turned around and walked to the bathroom in a panic.

Came to the bathroom, closed the door, leaned his back on the cold door panel, Yan Yihan reached out to cover his mouth, tears could not hold back any longer, let the pain come, maybe this moment hurts to the limit, maybe it will not be sad in the future.

"Woo......"

The whimpering sound like a small animal came out from the fingers of Yan Yihan covering her mouth, she leaned against the door panel and slid down, curling herself into a ball, just like a few years ago, when she and An Mubing lived together, every time they quarreled, when An Mubing left decisively, she always cried alone.

After three years, they seem to be on different tracks, but she still can't avoid crying for him, still, not daring to cry.

I don't know how long it took for her to stand up calmly, and she didn't even have the courage to speak, Yan Yihan sent a text message to Xu Bolun asking for leave, and then left the building of Dongrui International alone.

Taking a taxi back to the apartment, Yan Yihan pulled out the LV suitcase, opened the wardrobe, and no matter what kind of clothes it was, she grabbed a row and put it in the suitcase.

She's leaving, she's leaving, she's going to go crazy if she stays here for even a second.

She turned off her phone, put it on the bedside table in her bedroom, and strode out with her suitcase.

I took a taxi to Hong Kong International Airport and bought a flight that would take off right away, and when Ms. Yan sat in the wide first-class seat, tears flowed from behind her huge sunglasses.

"Dear passengers and friends, the flight GA857 from Hong Kong to Bali is about to take off, please ......"

In her ears was the beautiful voice of the flight attendant, and on Yan Yihan's delicate face, because she was wearing huge sunglasses, she looked sideways at the window and didn't say a word.

After four hours and fifty-five minutes of travel, Yan Yihan's head was about to explode several times, once upon a time, An Mubing bought a whole factory for her to make Skittles, just because she was airsick and liked to eat that kind of sugar.

Once upon a time, he beat others half to death for her, just because those people violated her without looking long.

Once upon a time, he gently hugged her behind her and said to her, I like the way you cook for me.

Once upon a time, he trembled with anger, pointed at her and said, Yan Yihan, you'd better not regret what you said today.

Once upon a time, he said that he would never let her go for the rest of his life.

So many times ago, but now they have to be replaced by things and people.

When another woman appeared next to him in a high-profile manner, when she felt from the bottom of her heart that that woman was better than herself, at least more suitable to appear next to An Mubing in her place, Yan Yihan began to be afraid.

Her fear is like a huge monster that has been parasitic in the depths of her soul, it can devour her reason, devour her emotions, and even devour her nature, otherwise how could she behave abnormally in front of An Mubing again and again, hurting others and herself in front of Xia Dongyi again and again.

She is less and less like herself, because she is afraid, afraid that she will miss something, but even more afraid that her current fear will make her lose something.

Now, her tense nerves have been stretched to the limit, and she was finally shattered by that wedding invitation.

She's gone, wherever she goes, whatever, anyway, she won't go to their wedding, absolutely not.

For her, it is an escape, for her friends, it may be worry, but for Xia Dongyi, it is undoubtedly another injury.

Closing her eyes, the chaotic consciousness and colic temples made Yan Yihan have a momentary impulse, wishing that the plane would fall straight down like this, so that everything would be quiet, and she would no longer have to be sad for anyone, nor would she have to be sorry for anyone.

If she is asked to choose again, she would rather be a person in the next life than meet this group of enemies again, she can't escape, she can't love, and she can't afford to pay it back, so for now, she can only avoid it temporarily.

After nearly five hours of flight, the plane landed smoothly at Ngurah Lai Airport in Indonesia, Yan Yihan stood up, feeling that his whole body seemed to be collapsed, one did not stand firmly, and almost collapsed, the air security guard next to him subconsciously reached out to support her, "Miss, are you okay?"

"Let her go!"

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