Murong Lan didn't wait for Si Tianmu to speak, and then turned her head to look at An Yajie: "You are Ah Mu's bodyguard, so you will follow him when he goes out." ”

"In principle, yes." Anya Jie's voice was calm.

"That's great, so we can go out and play with peace of mind, let's go, Ahma." Murong Lan grabbed Si Tianmu's arm as she spoke.

"Oh, wait a minute." Murong Lan was a little embarrassed: "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Si Tianmu saw Murong Lan enter his lounge, and hurriedly looked at An Yajie: "Anya, I'm sorry, I ...... last night"

"I didn't wait for you." An Yajie interrupted Si Tianmu's words in a cold voice.

"I'll eat first when I'm hungry, and sleep first when I'm sleepy, I'm not as persistent as you think."

Si Tianmu was choked for a moment, and then smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, that's because I thought too much." ”

"Perhaps, I was overthinking." An Yajie looked at Si Tianmu meaninglessly.

The two looked at each other like this, until they heard the sound of the toilet flushing, and An Yajie staggered their gaze.

After Murong Lan came out, she grabbed Si Tianmu's arm casually: "Let's go, Ah Mu." ”

An Yajie acted as the driver for the two, and Murong Lan chattered non-stop along the way.

Talking about their past, talking about her interesting stories abroad, Si Tianmu occasionally responded to a sentence or two, and most of the time he either looked at An Yajie in front of him, or turned his head to look out the window.

"An Yajie, Ah Mu is so bored that he doesn't talk to me, you can talk to me."

Anya Jie looked ahead: "I'm more bored." ”

"Why, then I'll ask you questions, so we can talk."

"Is that okay?" Murong Lan leaned forward and looked at An Yajie in front of her.

"What are you asking?"

"Since your kung fu is so good, then you must have encountered a lot of thrilling stories, you can tell me about it, maybe it can inspire my creation."

Thrilling? Anya scoffed.

Almost being strengthened by Yuan Jie counts; If you can't survive in prison and almost commit suicide, does it count; Almost insulted by five beggars counts.

Yesterday, I wanted to dedicate myself to the man I love, but the man I love slept with you doesn't count.

Si Tianmu saw An Yajie's painful and sad expression in the endoscope, and knew that she remembered the previous incident again, so he hurriedly pulled Murong Lan back.

"Sit well, the driver can't be distracted."

"When does your game start, and are you sure of winning?" Si Tianmu diverted the topic.

"...... in a month"

Murong Lan talked about her dreams, and her eyes were full of brilliance......

An Yajie looked at the radiant Murong Lan, the corners of her mouth flashed bitterly, fashion designer, that was also her dream.

Murong Lan leaned on Si Tianmu's shoulder: "So, Ah Mu, for my dream, I almost lost you." ”

"If I can only choose one between my dream and you, then I will choose you without hesitation, I can do nothing for you."

Si Tianmu was moved by Murong Lan's words, and reached out to rub Murong Lan's hair.

"Fool, if you have a dream, you have to chase it, it's not easy for people to be persistent in liking one thing in their life, and isn't this your dream since childhood."

"Thank you, Ahma." Murong Lan was moved to tears.

An Yajie looked at the two people who were acting intimately in the endoscope, and her chest was so tight that she was almost out of breath.

If she has a dream, she has to chase it, but what about her dream, does she have a dream? Maybe her dream is to be with Si Tianmu!

But......

An Yajie glanced at the two people behind her and laughed self-deprecatingly, what did she have? What did she compare with Murong Lan?

Si Tianmu heard An Yajie's laughter, and suddenly felt a little at a loss, forgetting that the woman driving in front of him had only confessed to herself.

Although she didn't agree, her actions that night had already told him the answer in advance.

Si Tianmu was distressed for a while, he didn't want to make his ex-girlfriend sad, and he didn't want to hurt An Yajie.

Sure enough, only Si Tianchen knew Si Tianmu best, and he had said more than once that emotional indecision was Si Tianmu's eternal flaw.

He always couldn't bear to hurt this or that, but in the end, he hurt everything.

Emotionally, Si Tianmu will never be able to kill Si Tianchen decisively, so he doesn't care whether the other party is sad or not, he will always directly say what he thinks in his heart.

Si Tianmu could only smile bitterly.

Murong Lan looked at An Yajie with a sad expression, and the corners of her mouth lowered imperceptibly.

The car slowly pulled up to the door of the competition venue.

The workers inside are being renovated, and the site is gray and messy.

Murong Lan excitedly pointed to the half-person-tall catwalk: "Ah Mu, when the time comes, the model will walk on it in the clothes I designed, it's so exciting to think about it, let's go up and have a look." ”

Si Tianmu looked at the chaos on the catwalk, and frowned slightly, what is there to see.

"Go, go, the feeling of standing off the stage is completely different from the feeling of standing on the stage." Murong Lan couldn't say anything, and pulled Si Tianmu into the backstage.

"Anya Jie, hurry up, hurry up." Murong Lan did not forget to call An Yajie.

Anya Jie followed behind the two like a follower.

The backstage lights weren't set up yet, and it was dark.

"Ah Mu, you come forward, I'll follow you, I'm afraid of stumbling over things."

Murong Lan let go of Si Tianmu's arm as she spoke, and took out hand cream from her bag and applied it to her hands.

"It's pitch black, you have to come up." Si Tianmu grunted dissatisfiedly.

"I don't have inspiration, so I want to go up and find inspiration."

The three of them came to the catwalk, and Murong Lan ran over excitedly, spreading her arms and spinning in place: "Ah...... Haha, this is my stage, and I want to shine on it. ”

Confident women are the most attractive, and the reason why Si Tianmu likes Murong Lan is because of the innate self-confidence in her.

He looked at Murong Lan who was spinning on the stage and couldn't help but smile.

An Yajie stood at the back of Si Tianmu, seeing that he had been staring at Murong Lan, her heart was extremely bitter.

At this time, she was extremely envious of Murong Lan, not because of her talent, her appearance, or her family background, but because she could get the favor of the man in front of her.

Murong Lan turned to An Yajie's side, her face was full of excitement, and she was so excited that she opened her arms and stepped back: "Ah Mu, believe me, I will definitely succeed." ”

"Be careful!" Si Tianmu saw that Murong Lan had already pushed to the edge of the catwalk, and hurriedly ran over.

"Ah......" Murong Lan stumbled and fell back.

An Yajie's eyes were quick, she grabbed Murong Lan's hand, and just tried to pull her up, but Murong Lan fell down as soon as her hand slipped.

"Ah......" Murong Lan's screams came from the ground, Si Tianmu jumped directly from the catwalk, An Yajie also hurriedly jumped down, and the decoration workers also ran over when they heard the sound.

"An Yajie, ...... you" Murong Lan pointed at An Yajie angrily, glanced at Si Tian's curtain, and stopped speaking with an aggrieved expression.

"Mulan, how are you?" Si Tianmu ran over and hugged Murong Lan, who took the opportunity to rub his hands on the dusty ground.

"It's okay, it should be...... I should have slipped my hands. Murong Lan lowered her head, very aggrieved.

She just wanted to stand up, but she sat back on the ground in pain, Si Tianmu hurriedly took her hand, but her brows furrowed.

Her hands were very dry, where did they slip, Si Tianmu immediately turned his head and looked at An Yajie angrily.

An Yajie was a little at a loss, she half-raised her hand and explained: "It's indeed Miss Murong's hand that slips, and I ...... it as soon as I exert myself."

"Anya Jie!" Si Tianmu stared at her coldly.

"Don't play those boring tricks in front of me, I know who you are."

An Yajie's hand instantly froze in the air, and she looked at Si Tianmu in disbelief.

Murong Lan was anxious all of a sudden: "Ah Mu, don't talk nonsense, it's true that my hand is slippery, don't blame her, and I'm fine." ”

"Okay, don't say it, your kindness also depends on the object, let's go back." Si Tianmu had a cold face, and helped Murong Lan to walk out.

An Yajie clenched her fists tightly, but her slippery palms made her unable to hold them tightly, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Si Tianmu's words were like knives, piercing her to the bone.

Seeing that the lively workers dispersed and continued to do what they were doing, An Yajie stood still and did not move, her throat was tight and her heart hurt.

"Si Tianmu, since you question my character, why do you still want to confess to me? Or am I just a substitute, the authentic product is back, and I have lost the value of existence. ”

Just when Anya Jie was stunned, Si Tianmu called.

"Come and drive, take Mulan to the hospital." The voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Ann Yajie searched the nearest hospital.

"Shaw's Hospital is the closest to here, so it's okay to go there." An Yajie turned her head to look at Si Tianmu.

"Hmm." Si Tianmu looked out the window with a cold face.

Anya pursed her lips and started the car.

"Ah Mu, I'm fine, just go back and rest." Murong Lan carefully tugged at Si Tianmu's sleeve.

"It's okay if your ass is broken, do you still want to participate in the competition?" Si Tianmu was on fire.

Murong Lan shrugged impatiently.

Anya Jie stared ahead, her hands clutching the steering wheel.

Si Tianmu made a phone call to Xiao Mo on the way, and after arriving at the hospital, they went straight to the orthopedic department. An Yajie has been following behind the two of them, helping Murong Lan carry the bag for a while, and helping her get the film for a while.

In the orthopedic surgeon's office, the doctor was helping Murong Lan watch the film, and An Yajie was guarding the door like a door god.

Xiao Mo walked over in a white coat, and saw An Yajie standing at the door from a distance, looking blankly ahead.

"Miss An!"

An Yajie turned her head to look at Xiao Mo and nodded as a greeting.

"Why don't you go in?" Xiao Mo knew that Si Tianmu was inside.

"The bodyguards just need to be at the door." Anya Jie stared ahead.

Xiao Mo frowned, what's wrong with her, why is she unhappy?

"Look, I said it was okay, you have to bring me to the hospital."

Xiao Mo pushed the door open and walked in.

Si Tianmu glanced at Xiao Mo: "Why did you come here, the psychiatrist is so idle?" ”

"The whole hospital is my home, and I love to go wherever I want."

Murong Lan stood up with a smile: "You two are still the same as when you were a child, you will fight when you meet." ”

Xiao Mo glanced at the woman in front of him, and surprise flashed in his eyes: "Are you ...... Murong Lan? ”