Recap:

"I want you to let it go. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wu Yifan stood up, said the last sentence, and walked out.

"I've never imprisoned her, I can leave whenever I want."

Zhang Yixing opened his mouth at the moment when Wu Yifan pushed the door.

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Wu Yifan left, and Radar was at the venue to wrap up today's events.

The huge room was empty, and Zhang Yixing indifferently snuffed out the half-lit cigarette.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the room was quiet.

"Bastard!" Suddenly, with a low roar, Zhang Yixing overturned the furnishings at hand.

After Zhang Yixing turned around a few times irritably, with a loud bang, he kicked over the crystal coffee table in front of him, and the broken crystal fragments were spread all over the ground, shining and full of mockery under the illumination of the light.

Zhang Yixing looked at his 'masterpiece', loosened the tie around his neck rudely, and there was still no superfluous expression on his face at this time, just boundless indifference, and he couldn't see other emotions.

Radar stood quietly at the door of the room, listening to the sounds inside.

In fact, when Wu Yifan said those words, the radar had already arrived.

The reason why I didn't go in for a long time was because I didn't want to disturb Zhang Yixing, and I wanted Zhang Yixing to vent well.

Zhang Yixing usually has a lot of forbearance at work, although tonight's incident is indeed his bad, because he ignores Hua Weiwei's feelings too much, but in the same way, Hua Weiwei does not really understand how much pressure Zhang Yixing usually has at work.

Hearing that there was no sound in the room, Radar knocked lightly on the door, "President, it's all taken care of." ”

There was no movement in the house for a long time, and just when Radar reached out and was about to knock on the door for the second time, Zhang Yixing came out.

"Go back to Nan's house." still had the same look as usual, and after saying it in a light tone, there was no other nonsense, and the whole person was calm and did not speak, and there was no trace of smashing things in the house just now.

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Nanjia.

When Zhang Yixing arrived home, it was already late.

Nanxi lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep all the time, repeating tonight's events in her mind like a movie replay.

As if hearing a sound outside the door, Nanxi got out of bed and walked out, and saw Zhang Yixing standing on the balcony at the end of the corridor smoking.

"Brother." Looking at the cigarette butts all over the ground, Nanxi called softly.

"I haven't slept so late." Zhang Yixing extinguished the cigarette in his hand and rubbed Nanxi's head.

"Brother, you must be feeling bad now, right?" Nan Xi held Zhang Yixing's hand, "I'll go to Sister Weiwei tomorrow to have a good chat, she will definitely understand you." ”

"No need." Zhang Yixing shook his head, did not answer Nanxi's question, and asked rhetorically, "What about Mom and Dad?" ”

"I've slept." Nanxi glanced at the closed door and replied.

Zhang Yixing pulled out the hand held by Nanxi, turned around and put it on the railing of the balcony, looking up and not knowing where to look.

"Brother." Zhang Yixing's calmness made Nanxi feel very uncomfortable.

"Maybe I'm really wrong." Zhang Yixing suddenly said nonsensically, "I owe her so many years." ”

"It's me who takes the Nan family too seriously and completely ignores her feelings."

"Five years have passed, and she never said it, and I never asked."

"Maybe she's been waiting for me to find out for myself......"

"Wu Yifan said that I don't know if she drinks coffee with more sugar or milk, how could I not know."

"She's always liked the purest things, she never added sugar or milk."

"I also wanted to spend more time with her, but every time she said it was okay, I thought it was true...... Never mind. ”

"I especially want to refute him in public and tell Weiwei that it has not been her unilateral effort in the past five years......"

"However, when I saw Wu Yifan's eyes when he looked at Weiwei, I didn't want to admit it, but I had to admit that he loved Weiwei a lot more than I did."

"You asked me last time if I liked Weiwei."

"I asked myself afterwards, do I like her? Maybe I don't like her at all, I'm just used to her presence. ”

"Or maybe it's really as Wu Yifan said tonight, I'm just fulfilling my obligations and thinking that Weiwei is suitable for me, so I'm with her, and I want to marry her......"

"Xiaoxi, you don't know, in fact, I have always had an inferiority complex in my heart."

"I sometimes envy you, because you can pursue what you like, what you want to do, what about me? There were times when I didn't even know what I wanted. ”

"Oh yes, and Han Sheng, do you know how we met?"

"At the beginning, he wanted to be an actor, but his father disagreed, and after falling out with his family, he packed his things and flew to the UK overnight, and when he got off the plane, his father sent someone to block him at the airport to arrest him and return to China, and it happened that I was picking up people at the airport that day, and he jumped into my car."

"Later, in the car, he didn't say anything to me about thanks, just said, 'Lay, we're going to be good brothers.'"

"He's like that, although he has a cold temperament and makes people feel that it's hard to get close, in fact, he's just too lazy to express it, and he says everything he recognizes."

"Heh, talk so much to your little girl, sleepy, right? Let's go back to the house and rest. Zhang Yixing suddenly chuckled, then turned sideways, rubbed Nanxi's head as usual, and urged her to go to sleep quickly.

"Brother.....

"I'm fine." Zhang Yixing smiled, as if he was afraid that Nanxi would not believe it, and added, "Really, Wu Yifan likes your Weiwei sister very much, and will definitely be more suitable for your Weiwei sister than me." ”

"What about you?" Nan Xi pouted.

"Me?" Zhang Yixing was a little puzzled.

"That's right, Wu Yifan robbed Sister Weiwei, so what should you do?"

"Huh." Zhang Yixing poked Nanxi's little head, "Your brother is so good, are you still afraid that your brother won't be able to marry?" ”

"Haha, that's right, my brother is so good, if a Weiwei sister falls, there will be thousands of Weiwei sisters who will stand up!"

"Silly, let's get some rest."

"Well, goodnight brother."

"Ann."