Chapter 20 The cold-hearted person is the happiest, and the amorous person is the weakest

Lu Yan's throat tightened.

There was a moment of confusion in his mind, and then he regained his composure, and indifferently pushed away the words, but said nothing, returned to the room, and went to sleep.

The next day, Lu Yan got up very early, but he got up earlier, and he was already eating with Xiaoxing in his arms.

There was no conversation between the two, only Xiaoxing, waving his two little hands, tugging on Lu Yan's suit, wanting his hug.

Before going out, Lu Yan still bent down and hugged the little star, full of soft milk.

Xiaoxing excitedly kicked the two little fat legs, and then leaned over and salivated on Lu Yan's face.

Yan Yu bent his eyes and smiled.

That kind of smile, reflecting the sunlight projected outside the floor-to-ceiling window, is like a stone in the calm lake water of spring, causing ripples.

Lu Yan's dark eyes glanced at her fixedly, and he withdrew his gaze.

*

Yan Yu was doing yoga when the phone rang.

It's a domestic unfamiliar number.

She took a deep breath, calmed her breath, and picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Xiao Yu, guess who I am?"

Yu Yu was stunned for a moment, then his lips hooked, and he smiled: "North and South." ”

*

Yan Yu took the little star out to meet Nanbei, and when he arrived at the restaurant, Nanbei was already sitting there, ordering a cup of coffee, and was casually stirring the toffee.

Hearing the noise, she looked up, saw the words, and stood up.

After the little star was born, she saw it for the first time, and she carefully reached out and hugged it, soft and warm, and her nose was sore.

After the two sat down, Nanbei was still holding the little star, and Yan Yu was sitting next to her.

Nanbei and Yanyu met in the university community, but the two have different majors, Nanbei studies psychology, Yanyu is law, to be precise, for a long time in the past, Nanbei was Yanyu's psychologist, because Yanyu refused to go to the doctor, the only thing that could help her was Nanbei.

Nanbei said: "There are so many things that have happened, why don't you tell me?"

When she was studying for a master's degree, she went to the United States, but she didn't know that she would choose to secretly surrogate under great psychological pressure, and she didn't know that after she returned to China, she also got married.

Obviously, the two are in constant contact, but they don't mention anything, and it wasn't until the dust settled that they confessed to her like a begging for mercy.

Yan Yu pursed his lips, and his dark eyes were crooked: "Beibei, I'm really sorry, I'm afraid that you will be disappointed in me, and I'm afraid that you will stop me." ”

Nanbei Qi: "What am I disappointed about, anyway, you are pregnant, and you are the one who is stupid not to marry a few people." ”

Yan Yu hugged Nanbei: "You scold me." ”

Nanbei pretended to be angry, and really began to scold, hating iron and scolding, but unfortunately scolded a few words, Xiaoxing's round black eyes kept looking at her, and Nanbei was a little weak-hearted, how could he say these words in front of the child?

Nanbei was silent, and said seriously: "Xiao Yu, you have to come out, Cheng Ci is no longer there, but you still have to continue to live, Lu Yan...... Not a good match. ”

The curvature of the corners of the lips faded slightly.

Nanbei took her hand: "They are two people. ”

Yan Yu suddenly had an urge to cry, her heart seemed to be pinched by her hand, sore, she knew everything, but when she was pointed out, there was a kind of embarrassment of loss.

She held back the surging emotions and changed the subject: "What about you, Beibei, how are you doing with him?"

Nanbei remembered the morning before she returned to China, she was lying on the bed, looking at Song Qingran with a smile, and said, "I'm going back to China." ”

Song Qingran was wearing a blazer, with distinct joints and slender fingers, he pursed his lips, his side face was indifferent, noncommittal, as if he hadn't heard her words.

It wasn't until he put it on that he coldly and calmly put down a card at the head of her bed, and spit out a few words on his thin lips: "All the way well." ”

yes, what does he have to care about, without her, there will be all kinds of girls around him.

Yan Yu also guessed something from the expressions of the north and south, she lowered her eyelashes, and suddenly thought of a sentence: cold people are the happiest, and amorous people are the thinnest.