Closing his eyes irritably, the dim light of the fire in the hall made him realize for the first time what it means to toss and turn.

With a frown, he got up impatiently and sat up.

The robe shook twice vigorously, and in an instant everything went dark.

Lying down again in frustration, Ji Yanshu tightened his lips dissatisfied. Today, because of Anyang, he not only spent too much strength, but also brought back a lot of pain.

The final picture in my mind is Anyang's tearful decision.

A woman who can never have anything to do with him from now on, why should he think about it! It was enough for him to have Xue Xue'er......

The familiar tone of "Yan Shu ......" inexplicably burst into his ears, and Ji Yanshu raised his head angrily, but saw a gorgeous spring in front of him.

The early morning sun gilds the vegetation of the forest with a layer of light gold, and the chirping of birds is crisp and pleasant.

He lost his mind in a trance, and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality in front of him.

Swallowing a dry mouth with a little nervousness, he looked in the direction of his memory towards the stone steps not far away.

The grass was verdant, and he saw Anyang there again.

Light sideburns, light makeup. The dusty white gauze skirt reveals the coldness of the people who are not allowed to enter.

With just one glance, he thought he had bumped into the man he had been thinking about for a long time......

"Liu Xinyue," read these three words in a low voice, and a bitter taste inexplicably filled her mouth.

"You damn woman, what are you doing back?"

He took two fierce steps, and the person in front of him laughed happily.

The sun was pouring down, the wind around him and the sound of the leaves seemed to be gone, and his eyes were full of only her shallow smile in time.

"Well, I've been waiting for you for a long time," An Yang's eyebrows swept a little arrogance, and the fresh breath made him feel a little proud in his heart.

I know that you, a woman, are reluctant to leave me.

Standing with his head held high, he arrogantly raised his head and wanted to wait for Anyang to come over by himself.

After a pause, a figure also dressed in white passed by.

"There's something delayed on the road," the voice was obviously very familiar, but the tone changed, but he couldn't remember for a moment who the owner of this voice was.

Ji Yanshu's brows twitched uneasily, and when he turned his head, he saw that the person he hated the most in his life was looking at An Yang with a gentle face.

"Ye Zhanyun! You haunted bastard! ”

It is obviously his precious memory, but now Ye Zhanyun has appeared in the scenery!

In a fit of rage, his palm turned into an eagle's claw and grabbed Ye Zhanyun's face with all his might.

He had to tear off this person's hypocritical appearance in front of An Yang.

However, after a blow, the person in front of him did not change half of his color, but his eyes seemed to be full of infinite tenderness, "I'm not here these days, do you miss me very much?" ”

An Yang blinked, his dark pupils stared at Ye Zhanyun shyly, "Of course I miss you very much......"

The two of them folded their hands as if no one was around, and the tightly clasped ten fingers made Ji Yanshu instantly angry, "Ye Zhanyun, you let go of her!" ”

With a shout of rage, he smashed his fist with a strong wind into his face again.

"Bang dang!"

In the darkness, Ji Yanshu's body rolled off the high platform in embarrassment, and his mind was slightly cleared up, only to realize that he had just had a nightmare.

"Damn Ye Zhanyun!" The fist slammed into the ground, and Ji Yanshu thought of the intimacy between the two of them in the dream just now, and he couldn't wait to rush back to the Liu family immediately.

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