Before finishing reading this book, I was disturbed by the sudden Song Rongcheng, and the book was placed on the bed.

"Rolling Red Dust", Shen Shaohua's fiery love, who can escape love?

"No, I'm a little tired and want to rest."

"Good. Don't sleep too long, it's time for lunch later. ”

"Hmm."

An Hanchen consciously walked out of the room, Bai Yumo was just lying down, not sleepy, but felt that a lot of things suddenly rushed into his head.

It had been a long time since she felt so warm.

The weather was warm, as if it were fake.

She thinks An Hanchen asked her what kind of person he was in her eyes. She wanted to say, An Hanchen, you are the person I love very much.

And then there's someone I don't want to love.

An Hanchen walked out of the door, but found that Song Rongcheng did not leave, but was lying on the sofa with food and drink. As soon as An Hanchen approached, he heard Song Rongcheng's crisp hiccup. With this burp, the taste of food wafts out of the mouth.

It's really nasty, very nasty.

An Hanchen kicked his shin unceremoniously. "Hey, are you full?"

"It's full."

"When you're full, let's go."

Song Rongcheng's eyelids jumped and touched his calf. "No, big brother, you're going to kick me out as soon as I finish eating?"

Because of the hope from An Hanchen, Song Rongcheng was no longer as haggard as he was when he saw him a few hours ago.

"How long are you going to stay?" An Hanchen asked.

"Hey. That can't be said. In fact, he planned to wait until Bai Yumo got the news.

An Hanchen stretched out his foot again, ready to kick him directly. Song Rongcheng skillfully dodged. An Hanchen said, "Let's go." Seeing Song Rongcheng begging to stay here, he said: "If there is news, it will be played quickly." ”

"Han Chen, you see, I'm just here for a few days. There's bound to be news of light rain, isn't it? Song Rongcheng smiled, he had already stayed here anyway.

"Impossible." An Hanchen flatly refused: "It's very inconvenient for you to be here." ”

His relationship with Bai Yumo had just eased, and he didn't want Song Rongcheng to make a mistake again. All the efforts were in vain.

"Hey, hey." Song Rongcheng seemed to know everything, squinting. "Don't worry, I won't bother you and your sister-in-law. Also, I came here because I really didn't want to go to my apartment, there was nowhere else to go. ”

"I don't care where you go. In short, you can't be with me. "A dignified young master of the Song family actually said that there was nowhere to go, it was broad daylight, and he lied.

"That ......" Song Rongcheng knew that he was dead enough, and continued to plead with An Hanchen. Han Chen, you can let me stay. I didn't spend the night with a woman, and I didn't bring a woman with me. But now, I only have a light rain in my heart, and I won't be with those women. Where else can I go? I don't want to be alone, I'm going crazy when I'm alone......"

Song Rongcheng wanted to say something, but was stopped by An Hanchen's words.

"Okay." An Hanchen frowned and glanced at it impatiently.

Song Rongcheng suddenly smiled, thinking that An Hanchen agreed that he could stay here.

I just didn't expect that.

"No matter what you say, you can't stay here anyway. If you don't want to go crazy alone, I can ask some people to accompany you, whether it's a man or a woman, whatever you want. ”

Song Rongcheng's smiling face instantly became gloomy, and he knew that An Hanchen would never let him stay here. However, only by staying here all the time and paying close attention could he get the news of Xia Yu for the first time, and he didn't want to miss a minute. No matter what, no matter what An Hanchen said, he couldn't leave here.

An Hanchen waited for a while and found that Song Rongcheng not only did not leave, but also looked like a professor lying flat on the sofa, pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.

He knew that Song Rongcheng would not leave if he had no way, so he picked up his phone and said, "Hey, uncle, it's me, Han Chen"

"Rongcheng is with me."

Song Rongcheng pricked up his ears and listened, scolding in his heart, Damn, An Hanchen, you call me Dad. Song Rongcheng's father is Song Rongcheng's weakness, because Song's father is very dissatisfied with Song Rongcheng's playboy style.

"He, he's really known ...... lately"

Before he finished speaking, Song Rongcheng immediately got up and took An Hanchen's mobile phone and hung up quickly. A big stone in my heart fell, and I was almost scared to death just now.

"Han Chen, you don't have to do this." Song Rongcheng patted his chest in shock.

An Hanchen raised his eyebrows, still holding his mobile phone in his hand, and then put it down and said, "Are you leaving?" ”

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, can't I go?"

Song Rongcheng returned the phone to An Hanchen and reluctantly left his home in An Hanchen. When he left, he did not forget to tell him again and again, and the expression on his face was very serious. "Han Chen, as soon as there is news, you should notify me immediately. I really can't wait. ”

An Hanchen nodded. "Okay."

Back in the living room, Zhang's mother cleaned up Song Rongcheng's messy table. When An Hanchen approached, he couldn't help but spit out: "This Young Master Song shouldn't have eaten for a few days." The way I ate just now was very fierce and scared me. ”

"Hmm." An Hanchen couldn't wait to listen to Zhang's mother's nonsense. He took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Zhang's mother. He ordered, "Follow the menu at noon." ”

"Okay." Zhang's mother nodded, looked at the list of dish names, and asked suspiciously, "Is this dish too light?" Madame loves spicy food. I'm a little spicy, it won't hurt my stomach, right? ”

An Hanchen shook his head. "It's not up to her now." Facing Zhang's mother, "Just follow this menu." ”

This is the menu of the nutrition package he brought from Dr. Koh. Even if he knew the taste of Bai Yumo, he couldn't let her indulge her because this woman's physical condition was too bad.

Mama Zhang got the order, bowed slightly and nodded.

"Meals are made a little faster. It is best to have lunch before eleven o'clock. "Again." Good. ”

Lunch is usually around 11:30. I don't know why it's ahead today.

In fact, Bai Hanchen only knew that Bai Yumo hadn't eaten much last night, and he hadn't eaten much this morning. I was worried that the woman would be hungry, so I would be a little earlier.

Far away on the other side of the ocean, in the United States, Sofina, who has been trapped, walks on the floor restlessly with her bare feet and a mobile phone in her hand.

Listening to the beep of the phone, it was finally connected.

She anxiously asked, "How are they doing now?" ”

The person on the other end of the phone was Wu Di, who sighed softly. "I don't know anything about them right now. Yumo hasn't come to see me in a long time. ”

Sofina was silent, and behind the silence was full of questions. Why is this happening? After learning that Wu Di was stabbed by An Hanchen, Bai Yumo should not have done this. He asked again, "Didn't I tell you that An Hanchen did all this?" You just said that An Hanchen harmed you, how could Bai Yumo stay by the side of a dangerous person like An Hanchen? ”

"Naturally I don't want to, but I can't stop it. Yumo is An Hanchen's rightful wife! ”

"Is this justification?" Sofina spat out these words disdainfully, and then said sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to be so weak, and your beloved woman followed others and did nothing." ”

Wu Di said: "I have decided to prosecute An Hanchen for intentional injury, but now the evidence is insufficient. "Last time he told Bai Yumo that he could sue, he had witness testimony, but in fact, he just wanted to test Bai Yumo's reaction.

Sofina paused, her eyes flashing. "Do you want proof? Give me time and I'll help you find it. ”

"Why are you helping me?" Wu Di asked.

The last time she told herself everything, it was Sofina.

"Because I like it, I don't want Bai Yumo and An Hanchen to be together. I like An Hanchen," Sofina said.

Wu Di understood. He replied, "Okay, I'll wait for your news, hopefully not too long." ”

Hanging up the phone, Sofina smiled coldly, too long? How can it take too long? She just needs to make some false evidence, because it was all designed by her and all under her control.

Han Chen, this is the only way to separate you from Bai Yumo, isn't it? Wu Di wants to sue you that Bai Yumo will be on Wu Di's side.

In addition, Sofina understands psychologically that the so-called "accusations" are also a substantive issue. Where is An Hanchen's strength, and how could he be sent to prison?

"Han Chen, wait, I'll be back, I'll definitely be back." Her hand clutched the phone tightly.

Bai Yumo has been resting in bed for two days, while An Hanchen has not gone to work for the past two days. She was with her all day, especially when she was eating, and he had to watch her eat.

Even if she says she can't eat anymore, An Hanchen will be very convincing.

The book has been read to the end. Shen Shaohua's persistence and unremitting yearning for love made Bai Yumo like it very much.

She thinks love should be like this.

However, this should not be her love for An Hanchen.

Falling in love with An Hanchen is like falling in love with a hedgehog, it will stab itself. In fact, Bai Yumo is afraid of pain.

As a child, she was afraid of injections.

Lying on the bed, An Hanchen picked up another book, knowing that Bai Yumo liked Sanmao, a writer. This book is also excerpted from the Sanmao anthology, called "Rolling Red Dust".

An Hanchen looked at the title of the book and joked: "I thought there was only one writer named Guo Jingming, and he wrote a book called "How Much Do You Know About the Flowers in Your Dreams". "It turns out that Sanmao also wrote. It seems that I am only superficial. ”

Bai Yumo took the book, turned two pages, and said, "Although it is the same name, the content is completely different. One is typical of youthful anguish, the other is realistic prose. Personally, I still like Sanmao because I can see the shadow of life. ”

"Okay, let me read it to you."

An Hanchen took the book from Bai Yumo's hand and leaned on the bed: "The little maid said, "The cemetery used to be where Jose and I passed by......"

……

After reading for a long time, An Hanchen put down his book. He asked sincerely, "Actually, Sanmao didn't eat or drink because of Jose's death, and even wanted to die." Let me ask you one thing. Would you be sad if I died too? Even a little sadness is fine. ”

Vague expectations.

Bai Yumo silently lowered her eyelids, thought about it again and again, and finally replied lightly: "I don't know." ”

This is an ambiguous answer, neither sad nor sad. This is usually sad, but this sadness is unwilling to tell An Hanchen

An Hanchen's eyes were dim, and a lot of sadness welled up in his heart, but he still smiled: "Fortunately, at least the answer you gave me was not 'no sadness'." ”