Lin Shuhao sat calmly, carefully observing the surroundings, there was a kind of realm of high monks entering the realm, among all the people present, he was the only one sitting at the moment!

Xuan Mu's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows were knotted, and he stared at Yan Ran, only to feel that his chest was suffocated, his fists were clenched, and his standing body trembled slightly.

"Yanran, your hand ......" Linda didn't care about the presence of the VIPs, looking at Yanran with her arms red, and felt distressed.

The chef also panicked and hurriedly asked people to bring burn cream.

In the panic, someone picked up Yanran in the air like a wind and took her away from the restaurant.

Jesse immediately followed and called the driver downstairs.

"Prepare the car, go to the hospital."

He hugged her tightly in his arms, his face was condensed, and there was a cold air, it was a strange embrace.

Eight years ago, he was tall and thin, exuding a warm smell on his body, his heart was always beating so fast, plopping, as if it could jump out in the next moment, she liked to listen to the sound of his heartbeat in his arms, and feel the heat of that heart, which would make her unconsciously intoxicated and fluttering.

But now?

He had changed, his chest was hard, he was no longer a seventeen-year-old immature boy, his arms were strong and powerful, but they exuded a chill, a sense of terror and tension that was not angry and self-threatening.

Yes!

Today's person is Nangong Xuanmu, but it's not him!

He no longer has that warm smell in him, and he can no longer find that jerky but sincere feeling.

It was a very short journey from the dining room to the hotel lobby, but it seemed like a century to her.

A haughty and indifferent silver-haired man. Holding a beautiful female employee in her arms, her face was like frost. Hurried footsteps.

Although it can be seen that it is an emergency, the good looks of the two still attract the attention of many people. Whisper.

Compared with the noise around them, the two of them were quiet and a little depressed, she obediently stayed in his arms, nervous, not daring to move at all, feeling that her whole body was stiff.

It's strange, it's embarrassing, it's like being held by someone you don't know at all, compared to the hot pain in your arm. She only felt that the cold aura emanating from his body was like layers of frost, piercing into her body, making her feel chilling.

Hospital.

Yan Ran had many burns on her body, and the stiffer ones on her arms were blistered, and she was in hot pain.

In the ward, the doctor treated Yanran's wounds.

Xuanmu waited on a bench in the hallway, head bowed. Drowning all his expressions, his palms soaked with sweat.

When Jesse arrived at the hospital, the empty hospital corridor was dimly lit. Filled with the smell of disinfectant water, his only son sat in a chair, anxiously waiting. Lose one's nerve.

Jessie didn't expect that Nangong Xuanmu, who has always been calm and rational to the point of being unkind. There is such a vulnerable side, like a lost child, helpless.

"She's back!" The sound is extremely soft. Low and hoarse.

He looked up at her, a smile in the corner of his eye, but his eyes were hollow like an ethereal black hole in the universe.

"You saw that too?" He asked her, a fog in his dark eyes.

He was obviously smiling, but his eyes were red, and there were tears rolling in his eyes, but he refused to shed them, holding on to the last bit of self-esteem of this man.

It's just that look, where is the inquiry, more like some kind of begging, looking at her pitifully.

Oh, yes! You see, he was a person with a history of mental illness, and he had to take his medication on time until he first managed his condition.

Therefore, what he sees and hears may be hallucinations.

Even he wondered if he was wrong again this time.

He didn't dare to hope, let alone believe his eyes.

He needs someone to sue him, and his Yan'er is really back.

"Yes! She is alive, Gu Yanran is back alive! Jessie crouched down and looked directly at him, tender as water, rippling, if possible she really wanted to hug the man tightly.

He looked at her for a few seconds, as if in some kind of confirmation, and then a smile broke out on his pale face, but only for a second.

He buried his face in his palm, lowered his head and rubbed it, as if trying his best to hide some kind of complicated emotion, his shoulders trembled slightly, although he couldn't see his expression, but the tears overflowing from his fingers fell to the ground with a slight sound, making a crisp sound in the empty corridor.

She has been by his side for five years, and in the past five years she has followed him almost every inch, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

From the rejection and criticism at the beginning, to the gradual acceptance later, and now almost the only person who can be trusted by Nangong Xuanmu.

In the past five years, she has projected all her energy on this man, her work, her life has all revolved around this man, and she has long been accustomed to being centered on him.

He, almost became her whole world.

The longer they can get along and the more things they know, the more she will know Gu Yanran's status in his heart.

At a party, he drank too much, pinched her chin, and approached her......

"You don't deserve it! There is only one Gu Yanran in this world! His eyes were fierce, and his words slaughtered her flesh alive.

In order to be able to enter the Nangong Group and become the closest person to him, it took her two years and several major surgeries to finally transform herself into the appearance he liked, but she didn't expect it to backfire and disgust him.

Abhor?

Is it really disgust?

If he really hated her, how could he keep her alone?

Resemble! She was like Yanran, even though he knew that they were two different people at all, he still wanted to keep her by his side, occasionally looking for Yanran's shadow from her.

Over the years, following him, she has experienced too many ups and downs in the business world, and the world says that he is ruthless, ruthless and resolute, but she doesn't know that he is more fragile and sensitive than anyone else.

Regular psychotherapy is required and medication is needed to maintain daily life.

His pain, his suffering, his despair and unwillingness, maybe others don't understand, but she feels the same way.

How strange it was that she was seduced by his bright smile, lost her soul, moved her heart, and fell in love with a boy who wouldn't love her.

Years later, knowing that the boy had already changed, he was still obsessed with luck, and secretly hoped to be favored by him.

Even if she is Gu Yanran's stand-in, she is willing.

She loves too humblely, but even so, she still secretly expects that even if she can't get anything in the end, she is willing to stay by his side all the time.

And now Gu Yanran's appearance has turned her and his eight years into a joke.

How sarcastic~

He spent eight years building a tomb in his heart and guarding a surviving person.

And she spent eight years, guarding a living dead.

(To be continued......)