Recalling the past, Ling Han unconsciously leaned towards Jiang Yichen's side again, who would have thought that she, the former "little fan girl", would turn into Jiang Yichen's wife - oh no, now she is her ex-wife.

She was about to fall asleep in a daze, when suddenly, Ling Han's mobile phone on the bedside table rang, making her open her eyes and sit up subconsciously.

Through Jiang Yichen's body, Ling Han carefully took the phone and quickly slid down the screen.

"Senior sister, are you okay? I called you all afternoon, but I couldn't get through, and finally got through, but it was Jiang Yichen who answered the phone. Did he do anything to you?" Before Ling Han could speak, the person on the other end of the phone asked a series of questions urgently, and his tone was a little worried.

"Oh. I'm fine!" Ling Han was worried about waking up Jiang Yichen, so he tried to keep his voice down, "I have fallen asleep just now, I will talk about it tomorrow if I have something to say." ”

"Good. The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I'm relieved to know you're okay! Good night, senior sister." ”

"Good night. ”

Ling Han hung up the phone, a wave of sleepiness hit, he didn't care about anything else, he fell asleep, and his dream was still chaotic.

"Jingle bell!" Early the next morning, Ling Han was woken up by an alarm bell, and was about to lift the quilt to get up, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Yichen's face tightly in front of him - he was being held in his arms!

Ling Han's face turned red again, and his heart was pounding. Oh no! It's a heart-warming feeling.

"Am I too nymphomaniac......?" Ling Han couldn't help frowning, and his eyes never took his eyes off Jiang Yichen's face.

How could there be such a good-looking man in this world? His facial features were so delicate that he looked like he had been carved, and even in the morning, his beauty was not compromised in the slightest.

Ling Han quietly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Jiang Yichen's face, but before he could touch it, the other party had already woken up.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Yichen's expression was a little lazy, and his tone was neither light nor serious.

Ling Han blushed and shook her head vigorously, closing her mouth tightly and reluctant to speak, in fact, she was worried that her tone would inconvenience the other party and embarrass herself. Jiang Yichen obviously didn't notice these small details, and reached out to rub Ling Han's hair, his movements were very light but skillful.

"Get up, come back to the office with me later. ”

I don't know if it's Ling Han's illusion, she always felt that Jiang Yichen in front of her suddenly became gentle. On the contrary, she was a little embarrassed, broke free from Jiang Yichen's embrace, turned her back to him, and then spoke: "I'm a little uncomfortable and don't want to go." ”

Jiang Yichen was not as angry as usual, but subconsciously probed Ling Han's forehead.

"I have a fever. He seemed to be talking to himself.

Ling Han lay on his side, his body curled up in a ball and did not dare to squeak, and the room suddenly became very quiet, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

"I slept soundly last night. Jiang Yichen said as he got dressed, "Maybe it's because you're around." ”

Hearing these words, Ling Han didn't dare to move even more, she didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Jiang Yichen's gourd, she was fierce yesterday, and she woke up like a different person.

"If you're not feeling well, just rest at home. Jiang Yichen continued, "I'll ask Mother Zhang to make breakfast and bring it to you." ”

Without waiting for Ling Han to reply, he had already opened the door and walked out of the room.

"Huh......" Ling Han finally relaxed and rolled on the bed a few times. She touched her forehead, it seemed to be a little hot, maybe the temperature of the air conditioner was too low and she was cold.

"Whatever~ I don't have to go to the company. Somehow, when it came to meeting Tang Liwen, Ling Han's heart was very resistant.

It is undeniable that the two of them fifteen years ago were often inseparable and intimate, and they were closer than sisters, but at this moment, Ling Han was not sure that time would change a person, not to mention that his current situation was really not suitable for "confronting" her, and he could hide.

Ling Han turned over and got out of bed, casually turned off the air conditioner in the room, and blew the air conditioner all night, feeling uncomfortable. Even though I had the humidifier on, I still felt dry in my mouth. She walked to the window and opened it, and a wisp of breeze and sunlight blew into the room, with a little sweetness.

"Knock knock!" there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Ma'am. "It's Zhang's mother's voice.

"Please come in!" Ling Han sat on the bay window and replied without looking back.

"Madame, it's time for breakfast. Zhang's mother stood by the door with breakfast and did not enter the house without permission.

"Oh, you can put it there~" Ling Han pointed to the location of the bedside table, "Thank you." ”

Seeing Ling Han so polite, Zhang's mother was a little dignified, she didn't dare to delay for a moment, walked to the bedside table and put down breakfast, and then trotted away, looking slightly nervous.

"How can it be like a mouse seeing a cat?" Ling Han muttered to himself, always feeling that Zhang's mother's actions were a little suspicious, "Am I so scary?"

Doubts are doubts, the fragrance of breakfast came, Ling Han's stomach immediately "cooed", didn't care about anything else, picked up the bowl and gobbled it up, and soon the bowl of wonton bottomed out.

It was really boring in the room, so Ling Han went downstairs with an empty bowl.

"Zhang's mother?" she looked around, but didn't see Zhang's mother, so she had to send the bowl back to the kitchen, walked back to the living room and half-lay on the sofa, and was about to turn on the TV, when she caught a glimpse of a note on the coffee table, on which was pressed a box of medicine.

"Huh?" Ling Han picked up the note and looked at it, the handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful, and Jiang Yichen's face immediately appeared in front of her, and she was also startled by herself.

Of course, the note was indeed written to her by Jiang Yichen.

"Don't run around if you're not feeling well, and get a good night's sleep after taking your medicine. If you're bored, there's an album you like to listen to in the drawer, a movie or a book, and don't paint lately. I'm going to have a meeting tonight, don't wait for me!"

"Sigh......" Ling Han casually threw the note aside, a little disgusted, and said to himself, "Is it necessary to do it so deliberately...... It's really leaky!"

In Ling Han's opinion, Jiang Yichen did this just to show outsiders (Zhang's mother) that the relationship between the two was not abnormal. The so-called concern seems to make her feel even more uncomfortable at the moment.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

Ling Han had just picked up the medicine, but before he could put it in his mouth, the doorbell rang.

"Who?" she asked, as she got up, "Mom Zhang, is that you?

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

The person outside the door did not answer, but just kept ringing the doorbell.

"Strange ......" Ling Han wondered in his heart, but walked towards the door.

"Who?" Ling Han asked again through the door, not letting his guard down.

The people outside the house were still silent, and Ling Han looked out through the cat's eye again, but there was nothing. She was a little angry, thinking that some boring person was playing a prank, and turned to walk away, not wanting to bother anymore.

"Bang bang bang!" the doorbell was replaced by a heavy knock.

Ling Han's head was hot, and he turned around and opened the door.

"Who the hell is it?!Are you sick?!...... you" As soon as he scolded twice, Ling Han's momentum immediately weakened, and a trace of imperceptible hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Ling Han looked at the person standing outside the door in a daze, although the person was wearing heavy makeup, he still recognized her at once from his facial features.

"Li...... Liwen?"

That's right, the person outside the door is Ling Han's friend who has known him for nearly thirty years-Tang Liwen. The two grew up together since childhood, in the same kindergarten, the same elementary school, and all the way to high school, they can be said to be inseparable, except for their families, they are the closest people to each other - or in other words, in Ling Han's heart, Tang Liwen has long been regarded as a relative.

In the picture that Ling Han can remember, it is Tang Liwen who cried and ran to him during the car accident, the two originally agreed to go to school together, only separated by a road, and they didn't want an accident but became such a situation.

"Liwen!" Ling Han's eyes turned red, and the doubts and distrust she had earlier were swept away, she just wanted to throw herself into Tang Liwen's arms and hug her tightly.

Unexpectedly, before Ling Han could open her arms, Tang Liwen had already pushed her away and walked into the room, with obvious hostility all over her body.

"Where's Yichen, tell him to come out. Tang Liwen walked to the sofa and sat down, squinting at Ling Han with the posture of a hostess.

Ling Han's heart was very uncomfortable, she never thought that the two would meet again and be so tense. She bit her lip and replied in a low voice, "He went to the company early in the morning." ”