Because of meeting An Mubing by chance, Yan Yihan has always felt uncomfortable in her heart, whether it is drinking or eating, she always thinks of the picture of the woman holding his arm, lingering.

"Heh, you've had a lot of drinks tonight!"

Dong Xin was also a little drunk, looking at Yan Yihan who was cup after cup and said with a smile.

Yan Yihan hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a charming smile with helplessness, "Happy......"

Yes, happy, happy heart hurts.

"Drink less, or you'll have a headache again!"

Wei Ting said loudly.

Yan Yihan smiled and didn't speak, Dong Xin continued, "What are you afraid of, tomorrow weekend, you don't have to go to work, come, Yi Han, drink!"

Yan Yihan really drank too much, his head was dizzy, and even the feeling of heartache was numb.

The three of them chatted and drank wine, and after more than an hour, Yan Yihan stood up and said softly, "I'll go to the bathroom!"

Dong Xin immediately replied, "Shall I go with you?"

Yan Yihan shook her head, in fact, she didn't want to go to the bathroom, but the more she drank, the more she felt uncomfortable, and she was about to run out of breath, and she wanted to go out to breathe fresh air.

Dragging the long dress that dragged the floor, Yan Yihan pushed open the door of the hall, wanting to stand in the stairwell for a while.

The Oriental Hotel is designed with bulletproof glass, and at night, the neon lights are lit up like a huge castle wrapped in crystal.

Yan Yihan looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window in front of him and walked forward.

Turning a corridor, she stopped slowly, for there was a man standing not far in front of her, leaning sideways against the wall, smoking a cigarette between his thin lips, but not lit.

An Mubing, why is he here?

Yan Yihan wanted to turn around and leave, but his body was not controlled by his brain, and he looked at him blankly, unable to move a single step.

An Mubing also sensed Yan Yihan's presence, and he slowly raised his head and met her gaze.

Just at a glance, Yan Yihan's tears almost didn't fall.

It had been a long time since she had taken a good look at the face in front of her, and how long had he not looked at her so quietly.

An Mubing stared at Yan Yihan's face, just like last night, just when Yan Yihan was in a trance, thinking that nothing had happened between the two, he straightened up, took a step, and walked towards her.

He has an innate coldness on his body, which makes people want to retreat for no reason, but in Yan Yihan's opinion, it is very familiar.

An Mubing did walk towards Yan Yihan, but he didn't stay by her side for a moment, and passed by her directly.

Yan Yihan's gaze still maintained the original angle, but An Mubing's figure was no longer there, and there was only a dazzling neon light.

"An Mu Bing ......"

A quiet cloister, a full side of floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and a colorful glittering neon outside, two men and women back to back.

Yan Yihan thought that she was just shouting in her heart, but An Mubing stopped, and at that moment, she suddenly woke up and knew that she had really screamed.

Turning around slowly, Yan Yihan looked at An Mubing's straight back, and her eyes showed deep attachment and pain.

He didn't even look back, if he hadn't stopped, Yan Yihan really thought that what he was seeing now was an illusion.

Neither of them spoke, and the silence in the cloister was tingling.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Yihan finally took a deep breath and said loudly, "An Mubing, forget about the previous things, even if you can't be friends, don't be like this every time you meet?"

An Mubing didn't move, Yan Yihan looked at him straight, tears gathering in his eyes.

Just when she thought he wouldn't answer, An Mubing opened her mouth, and her voice was as cold as a stranger.

"You said it at the beginning, everyone never gets along!"

After that, without leaving Yan Yihan with any chance to explain, he stepped away with long legs and walked away without looking back.

Everyone never gets along with each other when they die old, and they don't get along with each other when they die old......

Yan Yihan looked at the direction An Mubing left in a daze, she didn't move for a long time, I don't know how long it took, when the vision in front of her began to blur, she exhaled deeply, and subconsciously covered her heart with her palm.

"Uh......"

Slowly squatting down, my heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, numb, but I clearly felt the pain.

With his mouth open, he wanted to cry out loud, but he found that he could only make a whimper when a small animal was injured.

Old and dead don't get along, how hurtful this sentence is, Yan Yihan didn't realize until this second, how did she say it to An Mubing ruthlessly?

Since the two broke up, she has seen him a total of three times, the first time was at the AK Hotel, he saw her and Xia Dongyi together, the second time was at the elevator of the Oriental Hotel, and the third time was just now.

Every time she met him, she couldn't suppress her heart beating wildly, but every time he was expressionless and ignored, she thought he was just angry with her, but now it seems that she broke his heart.

has been by An Mubing's side for more than a year, Yan Yihan already knows his personality very well, he is the kind of person who will pay back an inch if someone hurts him a point, and when she said something that hurt him so much, it is no wonder that he is like this now.

Dong Xin saw that Yan Yihan hadn't gone back for a long time, so she went to the bathroom to look for her, she wasn't there, and found her hiding in the corner of the wall, and the neon shining in from the opposite floor-to-ceiling window hit her face, reflecting an incredible softness.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dong Xin squatted beside Yan Yihan and looked at her with tears on her face.

Hearing Dong Xin's voice, Yan Yihan slowly raised her head, seeing the worry in her eyes, Yan Yihan couldn't hold back any longer, tears fell down, threw herself into Dong Xin's arms, and whimpered, "Ah Xin, I broke his heart, he will never pay attention to me again, never again......"

Dong Xin patted Yan Yihan's back and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Yan Yihan closed her eyes, tears squeezed out from under her thick eyelashes, she just cried to herself, talking, but did not explain.

Dong Xin was really out of luck, thinking that maybe he had drunk too much and was going crazy, so he called Wei Ting and asked him to pick up Yan Yihan horizontally.

Yan Yihan had already cried and fell asleep, and Wei Ting said loudly, "What's the matter?"

Dong Xin was also a little puzzled, and shook his head, "I don't know!"

An Mubing ...... Sorry ......"

Yan Yihan closed his eyes tightly and said in a low voice.

Dong Xin frowned, as if she understood something, but she didn't tell Wei Ting.

The two drove Yan Yihan back to the apartment, Dong Xin stayed behind to take care of her, and Yan Yihan cried and said a lot that night.

Dong Xin sighed, "It's just you, a fool, why don't you say to him if you like him so much?"