Chapter Seventy-Three: What Should You Call Me?

Xing Fei admitted that she was too cautious before, and she didn't want to show her feelings, just like her love for him when she was young, her eyes seemed to be able to only pretend to him, and no matter how much emotion she could, she wouldn't confide in him, she was afraid that his goodness was fake, it was sympathy for herself, and once she pierced it, she would lose it along with his tenderness.

But now she is more sensitive, for fear that their hard-won love will be broken, she wants him to understand her love and express it when he is really alive.

I want to always remember that I was afraid that something I didn't do well would make you angry, so I simply subconsciously let myself hate it too, so that I would never forget it. She said it word by word.

Yan Yuan had a look of surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect her to say this at all, and what followed was heartbeat, how could there be such a stubborn and naΓ―ve girl who suddenly appeared in his world, making him like a treasure and couldn't put it down.

You don't have to do that. He spoke.

How? Do I behave you like this? She immediately spoke nervously.

Yan Yuan shook his head and reached out to touch her, no, I like all your looks, but I don't want you to lose yourself because of me, you should follow your preferences, I won't be angry because you can't remember.

Hearing his words, Xing Fei smiled, and he said that he liked everything he looked like.

So what about tomorrow? I've already promised him. Xing Fei remembered his warning just now.

When Qi Haoting Yan Yuan's expression became unhappy, you give me the key, and I will find someone to arrange it, your task now is to explain your relationship to me.

In front of the sand, when Yan Yuan entered the house, the water brought by Xing Fei was already cold, and at this moment Xing Fei was replaced with hot water, she sat next to Yan Yuan, half-snuggled in his arms, Yan Yuan's arm was on her shoulder, the air was quiet, and she waited until Xing Fei stopped the words before she spoke.

Four years ago, I came out to work, it was he who helped me through the difficulties, and over the years, he has helped me a lot, Yan Yuan, you know that I will be grateful to all the people who have helped me, because every emotion is hard-won for me. She spoke slowly, but she didn't mention what she had given birth to four years ago, and now that it had passed, she didn't want to open the wound again.

Yan Yuan also listened quietly, wrapping her show between her fingers, circle by circle, and then let go.

I don't have a family to accompany me during the Chinese New Year, so I usually help him decorate his home and nothing else. She went out of her way to explain today's events.

Yan Yuan's movements stopped, well, I understand, I don't stop you from coming and going, but you are not allowed to come to your house in the future, or you go to his house.

Xing Fei smiled and straightened her back, leaned over and approached him with her cheek, "Obey, President!" In the future, the door of my house will be open for you alone, okay?

Yan Yuan pulled her over and pecked her lightly on the lips, what do you call me?

Xing Fei blushed, Yan Yuan?

It's not right to be kissed again.

She laughed and tried to run away: I don't know. Before she could get up and was pulled back, Yan Yuan stared at her with a smile, you know.

Xing Fei's whole body was in his arms, and he pretended to think for a while before saying: My boyfriend?

Yan Yuan smiled even deeper, as if he was satisfied with her answer, what else?

And also?

Well, you've called it once before. He opened his mouth to speak, Xing Fei looked at his black eyes, and a voice sounded in his head, but it was too long, and she hesitated to speak: Ah Yuan?

From now on, I will be your family and your brother. Yan Yuan, who was eighteen years old, was sitting next to Xing Fei, helping her wound with medicine.

Xing Fei looked up at him, his eyes were bright, but they became dim again in an instant, no.

Yan Yuan wrapped the gauze well, I can protect you, if that man dares to beat you in the future, you will tell me. Xing Fei still bowed her head, I said no.

Yan Yuan was a little anxious, of course I use it, I can be regarded as your brother. Xing Fei was silent, he continued: You are acquiescing! Call brother.

Xing Fei frowned and withdrew her hand and ran away silently.

Later, once Xing Fei went to the commissary at the school gate, what is the relationship between you and Xing Fei, who is a freshman in high school? This sentence attracted her attention, and when she looked at the sound, she saw Yan Yuan across the shelf, and the person next to him was asking curiously.

She pricked up her ears carefully, waiting for his answer, oh, she's my sister.

Just a few words made her lower her eyes, and her mood fell to the bottom, she didn't want him to be her brother, she wanted more than that.

Thinking that so many girls liked him, and she didn't know where she got the courage, she walked out of the shelf area, pretended to see him inadvertently, and shouted: Ah Yuan. Pay attention to their faces when you finish speaking.

Yan Yuan was obviously stunned, and the boy next to him reacted, smiling and slapping him with his arm, hey, it's still my sister who calls you that.

Xing Fei ran out of breath after speaking, turned around and left quickly.

It was the first time she had been so bold, she spoke her inner voice, she hadn't slept well all night, and she had been thinking about whether he would hate herself.

Thinking back, Xing Fei was a little surprised when she looked at his joy, he actually remembered that she thought he wouldn't care.

Yan Yuan whispered: Call again.

How would you remember her asking.

He will never forget that day she suddenly appeared, her fair cheeks reflected the flush, and her clear and sweet voice called him, it was very hot in summer, but at that moment the hot air cooled down, she was like a cool wind, blowing him in a good mood, and he was stunned for a while, forgetting to respond.

I'll never forget it, it's better than my brother.

Her eyes were a little moist, and she opened her mouth to call out: Ah Yuan, how many times Ah Yuan called was not enough.

Although Xing Fei has a holiday, Yan Yuan's work seems to be never finished, the workload of the delay is even more increased, the next day he is bored at home all day, Xing Fei does not want to disturb him, it is about to be Chinese New Year's Eve, when the shopping mall will be closed, she just took this opportunity to buy some new clothes.

After shopping for a day and buying a lot of things, she rushed directly to Yan Yuan's apartment, and when she entered the house, there was no one, presumably in the study again, she put her things away, poured water and knocked on the door.

When he entered, he really saw him, he didn't seem to hear the sound, he was in front of the table at the moment, his slender fingers were holding the pen, not signing on the paper, Xing Fei stood in place, quietly looking at the person in front of him, okay, the most attractive man added one, work hard.

She coughed lightly, Yan Yuan raised her head at this time, your beautiful girlfriend is back, can you enjoy your face and accompany her for a while? She just wanted him to take a break.

Yan Yuan got up with a smile, took the water from her hand, and helped her to the living room. The glass was placed on the table, and the bag was seen on the floor.

Xing Fei went to pick up those, I went shopping today and brought you a few things. As she spoke, she took out the clothes, a very simple black coat, a gray sweater, she compared it to him, although the price was not high, but I felt that it was suitable for you as soon as I saw these clothes.

Yan Yuan took the clothes in his hand, well, I like it very much. His eyes fell on another men's sweater, Xing Fei followed the line of sight, oh, that one was bought for my dad, watch him bring it over.

What about the yarn? He asked.

Xing Fei walked over and put away the thread, this is a New Year's gift, but it's a pity that it only rises today, and it will probably not be given to you until the Lantern Festival.

Yan Yuan smiled softly, Okay, since this is the case, I will also return the salute.

She nodded, and I was looking forward to it.

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Chinese New Year's Eve, early in the morning, Xing Fei rushed to his house, and the two of him cooked the dishes, and after the dumplings were fished out, she kept smiling during the meal, you know, I really didn't think we would celebrate the New Year together. She laughs.

Her smile made Yan Yuan feel a little distressed, the Chinese New Year was a day of family reunion, and for others, it was normal for her family to be accompanied by her family, but just herself made her so happy.

Let's eat, and we'll go and fire the cannon in the evening. Xing Fei's eyes were really bright, and she ate quickly.

After eating, Yan Yuan took her out to buy firecrackers, and sitting in the car, she asked suspiciously: Shouldn't you call to explain, and someone will send it over immediately?

Let them rest during the New Year. He looked ahead and responded indifferently.

Xing Fei nodded, looked at him and said: Do you know, you are not at all the same as the domineering president in the TV series. Yan Yuan was speechless.

When they got home, the two of them nested in the sand to watch TV, Yan Yuanxian's romance dramas that she didn't usually like to watch became interesting after her occasional complaints.

The night gradually darkened, Yan Yuan and her came to the community square, and when they came out, they realized that the sound of firecrackers had already sounded, but there was still no one here, Xing Fei was not affected in any way, and excitedly lit the flowers.

The firelight reflected on her face, illuminating her smile, Yan Yuan gradually widened her smile, he accompanied Xing Fei to play for an hour, and didn't go home until it was almost dinner.

turned on the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala at dinner, the WeChat red envelopes in the mobile phone couldn't be grabbed, and the messages of blessings were overwhelming, Xing Fei didn't close her mouth all night.

When Qi Haoting called, Xing Fei looked at him, Yan Yuan put away the bowl and entered the kitchen, she understood what he meant, and answered.

Happy New Year! Qi Haoting's gentle voice came.

Xing Fei responded: Well, Happy New Year. Pushing open the balcony door, she walked out to the terrace, where the fireworks continued to fly into the sky, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

hung up the phone, looked quietly into the distance, a feeling of heaviness came from his body, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Yuan draping his coat on her and standing beside her.

She leaned over and snuggled into his arms, and the only sound of fireworks could be heard in their ears.

Until the moment the bell rang, Yan Yuan held her in his arms, lowered his head and covered her lips, and left with just a short kiss.

The fireworks behind him were dazzling and charming, and his voice was even more demagoguery, Fei Fei, Happy New Year, every day in the future, I will accompany you, I love you.

Xing Fei's vision was blurred, but the emotions in her heart became clearer, and she said softly: Happy New Year, I love you too.

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