"You, you, you ......" Sun Rong looked at Lin An, his eyes widened, and his fingers trembled and pointed at Lin An, but he couldn't say a word. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin An stepped into the ward and closed the door.

"You, you, don't come here!" Sun Rong got up from the chair in fear, and then got into the hospital bed and wrapped himself in the quilt: "I, didn't I just you once! You find so many people to bully me!"

Sun Rong's appearance made Lin An feel ridiculous. However, what Sun Rong said made Lin An unable to laugh. It turned out that Zhuo Lin didn't lie to herself, nor did she scare herself.

Seeing that Lin An didn't react, Sun Rong seemed to have found the confidence and shouted at Lin An: "There are too many women that my lord has slept with, and I have never seen anyone as ruthless as you!

As he spoke, he took a large stack of papers from under his pillow and threw them all on Lin An's body: "It's all money, it's all for you, it's all for you!"

Then, he climbed out of bed, grabbed the hem of Lin An's clothes, and knelt in front of Lin An: "You tell them, just say it, let me out, please, please." ”

The fat face was full of tears.

Lin An lowered his head, but his eyes were only on the sketchpad that had just been discarded by Sun Rong, and on it was a design drawing. The slender gown, which is slit from the thigh, makes the model's legs slender and beautiful.

The dress was still in the sketch stage, but Lin An could see from the sketch how delicate and gorgeous this dress was. This person's character is not good, but his natural talent in design cannot be denied.

Lin An raised her head, looked at the ceiling, and let Sun Rong hold her leg and cry, but she didn't move.

Time passed slowly, and by the time Lin An came back to his senses, Sun Rong had already hid back on the bed, hugging the quilt, watching Lin An's expression change constantly. Anger, pity, pleading, and grief are constantly intertwined.

Lin An turned around and walked out the door.

"You tell them, I want to drink, next time, can you bring me some wine? Red wine and white wine, I don't pick it!"

Closing the door, Lin An could still hear Sun Rong's shouts inside the door.

However, these shouts have nothing to do with Lin An at all. Lin An, who left the hospital, looked at the empty road outside and felt that this world was so strange.

Lin An moved his steps, took the bus again, and finally returned to his home, where everything had just begun. The house, which has been uninhabited for more than half a month, has accumulated a thick layer of dust.

Lin An didn't care whether it was dirty or not, the whole person was nested on the sofa, not knowing what to do next.

Without eating or drinking, Lin An sat on the sofa in a daze and sat directly from noon to evening. At night, the lights in the community were lit one after another, and the house where Lin An was located was the darkest piece of the entire community.

"Lin An!" I don't know how long it took, Lin An was awakened by this deafening sound.

Looking up, the light of the corridor sprinkled on the figure standing by the door frame, thin body, blonde hair, and the angry face on his face.

Boris, who was stared at by Lin An blankly, reached out and rubbed his nose, and strode into Lin An's room.

Lin An did not go back after leaving the jewelry design office. Then, after a busy day's work, Boris found that Lin An had left his mobile phone on his desk.

After that, Boris began his journey to find Lin An. However, there is no dream, there is no Lin family, there is no Yu'an studio, and there is no Lin family. Boris, who was flustered, came to the last place he came to was this room where he had only lived for a day.

Then, I saw Lin An sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

At that moment, the young man felt what it was like to feel distressed for the first time. The woman, who seemed to be strong in everything, put away her sharpness, her indifference and gentleness. Alone, sitting in a dark living room, it was as if the whole world had abandoned her.

The anger disappeared, and in Lin An's blank eyes, it disappeared.

Boris resigned himself to his feet and entered Lin An's house. Reaching out, he turned on the headlights in the living room. The orange-yellow light makes the atmosphere of the home seem very warm, but once you see Lin An's expression, you can't contact the warmth.

Lin An's expression was sluggish, as if his soul had been emptied.

"If you're really unhappy, just cry. I won't dislike you. Boris spoke, in a small voice.

However, that small voice was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lin An's last bit of patience completely collapsed at this moment.

After the disintegration, there was crying. Lin An was buried in Boris's shoulder, whining and crying.

Boris suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was a little pitiful. Even if you are usually arrogant, even if you are usually cold and indifferent to people and things, even if you make any decisions, there are many people who obey them unconditionally.

However, this woman, when she cried, was so depressed.

A whining cry, through the sweater, seemed to reach Boris's chest. The young man raised his hand, pressed it on the top of Lin An's head, and patted it gently.

The light outside the door dimmed, then brightened again. However, the weeping Lin An and the sighing Boris did not notice this at all.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin An's cry disappeared, and only when he was left with a whimper, Boris asked. The young man's rare voice is soft, without the usual sharpness.

"I don't know. Lin An cried, straightened up, and covered his eyes.

Boris scratched his hair in embarrassment, and he wanted to enlighten people once, but Lin An didn't say anything. How can I help her?

"Then why are you crying?" asked Boris cautiously.

Lin An put down her hand, her long eyelashes were still stained with tears, she looked pitiful, and people couldn't help but want to hold her in her arms. On his face, he regained a faint expression.

There is no smile, and there is no sadness in sight.

"Boris, do you think what I did before was wrong?" Lin An suddenly asked a question that was not related.

"What happened?" Boris was puzzled.

Then I suddenly thought of it, the only thing Lin An did that made people criticize was not to design the Sun brothers, and then almost put himself into it!

The young man scratched his hair and said with some hesitation: "Actually, I think you do have a problem. Originally, whether Lou Yuan was in danger or not was still an uncertain thing! If you are so active, many people must not understand you. ”

Lin An lowered his head.

Boris is right, it is true that many people do not understand themselves because of this, and even these people include Lin Ye.

"But you're right. When Lin An lowered his head and pondered, the young man spoke again: "Actually, there are not many people like you who are dedicated to others, everyone wants someone to give everything for themselves, at least in my opinion, you really love that man." ”

Loved?

Lin An smiled bitterly.