After arriving at the bathroom, An Junxi vomited wildly, Yi Nuohan looked at An Junxi like this and said: "You deserve it, if you have to be able to do this, when will you get rid of this problem?"

An Junxi rinsed her mouth at the sink and said, "It's possible that I didn't eat when I came out, so it's possible that my stomach is not very comfortable." ”

An Junxi turned off the faucet, took a tissue from Yi Nuohan's hand and wiped the water stains at the corner of her mouth, looked at herself in the mirror, her makeup was a little spent, An Junxi took out the air cushion from her bag and touched up her makeup.

"Okay, let's go back, after all, Mr. Fang is still there, how can I say that he is also an investor, and it's not good to hang people there like this. ”

After seeing An Junxi finish her makeup, Yi Nuohan said to An Junxi, An Junxi looked at herself in the mirror and froze in place, as if she hadn't heard Yi Nuohan's words at all.

"Am I writing about myself?"

An Junxi's sudden voice startled Yi Nuohan.

Yi Nuohan patted his chest and yelled at An Junxi: "I'll rub, you're okay, big sister, you're scared to death." ”

"I'm also curious about what I'm writing now? Just now, the words of Mr. Fang and the reporter are always circling in my mind, and I'm really not sure if what I'm writing is myself. ”

"Is it that important? You just need to know that you are no longer the same An Junxi you used to be, you are very successful now, you are now a famous screenwriter. ”

"Nohan, there are times when I really don't know what I want? Have you ever heard such a sentence. ”

"What do you want to say?"

"When you were younger, you liked a doll, and then when you got it, when you grew up, you wanted a beautiful floral dress, and then you got it, and now I'm a famous screenwriter, but I don't seem to have a dream. ”

"An Junxi, you remember, your dream is the soft sister coin, aren't you clear now?"

"It's not like that's what I want right now, and I feel like I'm lost, and I always feel empty in my heart. ”

"You, just drank too much, don't think so much, after we go back for a while, we will say hello to Mr. Fang, we will go home, okay, we will not attend such an occasion in the future." ”

After Yi Nuohan finished speaking, he pulled An Junxi and walked towards the banquet hall.

"Wait, my bag is still in the bathroom, can you bring me my bag next time?" ”

After An Junxi finished speaking, he broke free of Yi Nuohan's hand and returned to the bathroom, but fortunately, the time to leave was not very long, and An Junxi's bag was lying on the washstand unharmed.

When An Junxi took the bag and turned around and walked out, she directly hit a hard chest.

"I'm sorry. ”

An Junxi apologized and was about to leave, but his hand was grabbed.

"An Junxi. ”

An Junxi heard the voice of a magnetic man, looked up, and it happened that it was this glance that made An Junxi fall into a catastrophe.

The air between the two people seemed to be condensed, unusually quiet, and neither of them said a word for a long time, if it weren't for Yi Nohan, these two would probably be hanging until tomorrow.

"An Junxi, what are you doing?"

Yi Nuohan's steps broke in with the voice, and Yi Nuohan couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds when he saw such a scene, and then shook off the man's hand held in the crook of An Junxi's arm.

Yi Nuohan protected An Junxi behind him and asked the man, "Sui Yichen, why are you here?"

Sui Yichen was puzzled and said, "It seems that this is not a private place, why can't I show up?"

"Nuohan, let's go back, there are still people waiting for us in the venue. ”

An Junxi tugged at the corner of Yi Nuohan's clothes and whispered to Yi Nuohan, and then walked out of the bathroom.

"Junxi, you wait. ”

Before Yi Nuohan could react, Sui Yichen had already caught up first, blocking An Junxi's way forward.

An Junxi said coldly: "Please let go." ”

"Junxi, in fact, after so many years, are you okay?"

"I don't seem to have anything to do with Mr. Sui now, so Mr. Sui, please take care of yourself, my affairs don't seem to have any connection with Mr. Sui since ten years ago. ”

An Junxi dodged the position blocked by Sui Yichen and spared Sui Yichen's left, Sui Yichen wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Yi Nuohan.

"Don't you understand Junxi's words? After Yi Nuohan finished speaking, he caught up with An Junxi.

"Junxi, are you okay?"

An Junxi's voice trembled a little and said, "Nuohan, I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to go home first, can I not go back again?"

"Okay, Junxi, let's go home, but you have to wait for me here now, I think we have to say to Mr. Fang in a polite manner, right? I'll go and tell Mr. Fang, you sit here and wait for me, but you must not run around, okay?"

An Junxi nodded and only said one word: "Okay." ”

After Yi Nuohan helped An Junxi sit down, he went to the venue, turning back three times in one step, for fear that An Junxi would run away...

After watching Yi Nuohan leave, An Junxi couldn't control her emotions anymore, and tears burst out of her eyes in an instant.

"An Junxi, can you have a little bit of interest, why did the fortress you have built for so many years collapse when you meet each other?"

"An Junxi, you can't let him look down on you, he is still so light-hearted, you don't need to be too sad. ”

"An Junxi, you can't beat Xiaoqiang, why can't you stand such a little stimulation?"

"Be strong, wipe away your tears, you are still the excellent An Junxi. ”

An Junxi sat alone on the chair and said to herself, she had never expressed these feelings in front of Yi Nuohan, at most she was drunk and babbling nonsense.

Ten years, 120 months, 3,600 days, 86,400 hours, 5,184,000 minutes, 311,040,000 seconds, every second An Junxi spent in torment.

After Yi Nuohan returned to the venue, he explained the situation to Mr. Fang, apologized and left the venue, returned to the chair just now to find An Junxi, and the moment he saw An Junxi still there, Yi Nuohan's heart finally let go.

"Junxi, let's go home. ”

An Junxi nodded, on the way back, An Junxi and Yi Nuohan didn't say a word, An Junxi just stared blankly at the sky outside the window, and suddenly Yi Nuohan's mobile phone rang.

"Jun Xi, Mr. Fang asked us to meet alone tomorrow, you see..."

Yi Nuohan knew that An Junxi should not be disturbed at such a time, nor should he say such an unfortunate thing, but Mr. Fang is an investor after all.

"Good. ”

An Junxi's answer surprised Yi Nuohan, and Yi Nuohan agreed to Mr. Fang without thinking too much, and the two people in the car going home never had any communication except for this sentence.