Xu Yan's thoughts immersed in memories were news.

And all this news comes from the same person.

Zhao Muyang.

Maybe he was afraid that she would block herself, but the content on his WeChat and text messages was the same.

"Xu Yan, where are you? You just left without saying a word, what should I do? ”

What to do?

You have Yu Jie, and you still come to ask me what to do?

Okay, you ask me what to do?

So who do I ask?

Xu Yan's heart became more and more chaotic, so chaotic that he forgot to get up from the ground.

She just sat cross-legged on the cold floor, and when the phone screen went dark, she lit it up with her fingers again.

In fact, putting aside Yu Jie's problem, Zhao Muyang is really careful about her.

She felt it when she was filming "The Legend of the Concubine", and when she was on "Our Love Story" together, this feeling was even stronger.

He would hand her a dress when she felt cold.

He would also hold her hand tightly when walking, especially when crossing the street.

He would also tell jokes to amuse her when she didn't seem to be in the mood, even though she kept a cold face at him when the camera wasn't on track.

Looking back, she felt that except for Chen Aiqing, no one had been so concerned about herself for many years.

She's not a wooden person, she's not without a heart, she sees all of this.

But at that time, he really didn't think too much about it, just regarded it as some habitual actions he forced himself to do in order to shoot the show smoothly.

To this day, she hears him say "like" with her own ears.

Xu Yan felt that with his personality and the current relationship between the two, he should refuse at the moment.

I don't know why, but the sentence "I don't like you" can't be said.

What's wrong?

What the hell is going on?

Could it be ...... Could it be ......

She really ......

Xu Yan closed his eyes irritably.

"Xu Yan, Xu Yan ......"

The knock on the door accompanied by Zhao Muyang's voice drilled into Xu Yan's ears.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that tears were unconsciously flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Outside the door, Zhao Muyang's voice continued: "Xu Yan, are you at home?" ”

"I know you're home."

"I went downstairs and asked the caretaker, and he said he hadn't seen you out."

"Xu Yan, are you good at opening the door, open the door, let's make it clear face to face."

"Accept or ......"

He didn't seem to dare to say the word "refuse".

"In short, what you want, I depend on whether you are good or not, as long as you are happy."

The sentence "I rely on you, as long as you are happy" made Xu Yan's tears flow even more fiercely.

"Also, Xu Yan, there's something I have to explain to you."

On the phone just now, after Yu Jie's reminder, Zhao Muyang realized one thing.

"Actually, in my opinion, this is not a big deal, mainly because I promised her that she would not mention it, but you are the person I identify, even if you tell you, it is nothing."

"In front of you, I have no secrets."

"Xu Yan, in fact, Yu Jie, she is my uncle's daughter."

"My eldest uncle is my mother's brother, so Yu Jie and I are cousins, she called just now for a role, and wanted to ask me for help, I and her, it's really nothing."