Wei Zifan was speechless, Han Yang called him that day, saying that Fan Yao was in a good mood after taking the heroine, and he could take the opportunity to admit her mistake, and then he could push the boat down the river and get back together.

He was naturally happy, so he drove directly to the downstairs of Han Yang's house to wait for Fan Yao, but the result was a big quarrel and broke up.

He was naturally depressed, so he went out and had some wine with his little brothers, and at the end of the day, he remembered that his friend had sent him back downstairs to the villa.

And then ...... He seemed to see Fan Yao walking up to him in a charming manner and throwing herself into his arms, warm nephrite, with a hint of the warm fragrance after bathing.

The drowsiness caused by alcohol made him reluctant to think about it, so he only said good night and went back to sleep, and when he woke up the next day, he saw Zhao Ruotong lying beside him.

A little bit of bright red on the sheet directly made him stupid in place.

But now that he thinks about it, he didn't feel anything unusual that day, so he suspected that Zhao Ruotong had done something, but there was no evidence.

Fan Yao looked at Wei Zifan's expression and showed a smile, as if he was mocking his half-life of being displaced and having no branches to rely on.

It seems to be laughing at Wei Zifan's inconsistent heart, although she doesn't want to believe that the young man who was full of stars and moonlight and pulled her out of the abyss has become the face full of lies now.

But the reality is like this, Zhao Ruotong provoked twice, and those photos are still in her mailbox.

In fact, under the anger just now, she really wanted Wei Zifan to see how he did such a thing, how could he still have the face to doubt himself.

But after thinking calmly for a while, she dispelled this idea, after all, he helped pick up her life, and the current company was also introduced by him.

Even if they can't be together, Fan Yao wants to retain a trace of tenderness between the two of them.

So she took her eyes back from the cabinet, and turned to look at the bracelet on her wrist reluctantly, Wei Zifan gradually had a bad premonition......

It's time for an end, Fan Yao took off the bracelet slowly, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

She barely controlled her trembling wrists, and slowly handed the bracelet to Wei Zifan, "I'll go back and pack my things tomorrow, the two of us...... Let's get right here......"

Fan Yao's trembling words smashed into Wei Zifan's heart word by word, and he kept staring at the bracelet for a long, long time.

Yaoyao...... Do you really not believe me?" Wei Zifan's expression was heartbroken, he didn't want to lose Fan Yao, but he didn't know how to keep her.

"If you don't answer, I'll just throw it away. Fan Yao got up, Wei Zifan hurriedly stopped her, and the fog that suddenly rose in front of him made him no longer see things around him.

This bracelet was originally a gift he carefully selected and finally gave to Fan Yao, but now it ...... It's back in his hands.

Wei Zifan took the bracelet tremblingly, obviously it was not heavy, but it was so light and fluttering, but it made his wrist hurt.

Maybe it's not the bracelet itself that weighs on it, but the promises and emotions attached to it......

Fan Yao took a deep breath, kept wiping the tears on her face, and calmed down for a long time before she trembled and spoke.

"It's too cliché to say thank you, and I don't know how to appreciate all this you've brought me, the job, and the new life. ”

Fan Yao couldn't help choking, her heart twitched and cramped, she leaned on the bed and slowed down for a while, and then continued to say what she didn't say just now, but her tone was weaker.

"No matter what the outcome between us is, I am grateful that you have appeared in my life and accompanied me through such a difficult time......"

"Yaoyao, Zhao Ruotong and I really don't have anything, I was drunk that day, and I ...... when I go back."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fan Yao's voice.

"That's it, Zifan, I can see Zhao Ruotong in the crew every day, I really don't know how to face the two of you, and I don't even know how to convince myself to believe this. ”

There was a lot of nonsense, and after shouting a few words just now, Fan Yao's voice became a little hoarse, and she slowly propped herself up, wanting to pour some water on the coffee table to drink.

Wei Zifan hurriedly stopped her, "I'll come, you lie down." ”

"No need, you go out, I'll contact you in advance when I go back tomorrow. Fan Yao blocked Wei Zifan's hand and walked to the coffee table.

With a glass of cold water, Fan Yao was a lot more sober, but the suppressed breath still made her breathless.

She put down the cup in her hand and turned back to the bed and lay down, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep, completely ignoring the person standing next to her.

Unconsciously, the bracelet had already strangled Wei Zifan's hand with a bright red trace, he sighed silently, turned around and walked out of the ward.

The night was like water, and the two sad people were like trapped beasts in captivity in the city, hiding in the corner and licking their wounds alone.

After Wei Zifan left, Fan Yao couldn't help but bury herself in the quilt and cry bitterly, and the wind outside the window whistled by, adding a little more desolation out of thin air.

Click-

The sound of the door opening sounded at the door, and then Han Yang's cheerful tone reached Fan Yao's ears.

"Yaoyao, I bought your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin, get up and eat it. ”

Han Yang turned on the light in the room and walked towards the bedside, but when he saw her eyes swollen and her shoulders twitching, she was so frightened that she almost didn't even hold the things in her hand.

"What's the matter, Yaoyao, what about Song Qi's seniors, what's going on?" Han Yang asked three questions as soon as he came up.

"Yangyang, I'm so tired......" Teardrops the size of beans fell out of Fan Yao's eyes and fell on the snow-white pillow.

She was actually in a trance for a while, when did she start to be so used to being so loved and shed tears?

Han Yang hurriedly put down the things in his hand, then took a towel and wet it with warm water and handed it to Fan Yao.

"Don't cry Yaoyao, there will be filming tomorrow morning, so it shouldn't look good on camera. Han Yang took a towel and gently wiped Fan Yao's tear-stained face.

She didn't say anything, and she didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only quietly wipe her tears.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the wind outside seems to be a lot lighter, but the chill has not dissipated, Fan Yao's mood has gradually improved, and Han Yang looks at her distressedly.

"Yangyang, tomorrow you accompany me to Wei Zifan to pick up something, I may have to bother you for a while. Fan Yao pretended to be relaxed and said.

"Why are you talking such politely between the two of us? You are always welcome to come to my house. Han Yang held Fan Yao's hand tightly and looked at her with a firm look in his eyes.

"You'll be my landlord from now on......"