Yan Yu almost surrendered.

Fortunately, he has learned from the past, and he knows that soft-heartedness is a big taboo at this time.

He pushed away the young man who was too close to him, "Xiao Yan, I don't know where you heard about 'that person'...... It doesn't matter to you, though. ”

It is impossible to say this kind of thing without hurting people.

However, long-term pain is better than short-term pain, and you can't be soft-hearted when you should be decisive.

Lan Weiyan felt as if the strength of his whole body had been drained, and he couldn't say a word.

His acting skills are good; But he knew he wasn't acting at the moment.

encountered such a categorical rejection, and even the mood to keep smiling was gone.

Yan Yu didn't have any negativity.

He was just very tired, and he was a little disappointed in Lan Weiyan - how bad a person's vision is to like an old man like himself.

He scratched at his hair in embarrassment, "That...... I'll catch up on it first, so let's sort out your thoughts first. ”

Before he stood up, he made up for it again, "Maybe you've left since I woke up, so ...... Nice to meet you, Xiaoyan. Good bye. ”

He didn't dare to look at the young man's expression, and rushed to his bedroom as if he were fleeing.

The door was locked, and when he took off his blazer, he threw himself on the bed.

It was nearly ten o'clock when I woke up.

Yan Yu rubbed his temples, stunned.

Xiao Yan should have left, right?

I seem to be too fine.

I thought about people all day, but when I came back, I drove him away.

But only he knows that once his safety boundary is touched, the sense of loss of control will drive him crazy.

Rather than the two of them finding out that the other party is really not their good fate after "trying", and they are tossed by this meaningless relationship and bruised all over their bodies, and then they don't get along with each other, it is better to strangle them in the cradle from the beginning.

However, when he thought that such a lovely young man was like a firework, and at a certain moment he had brought splendor to his dark and silent world, Yan Yu couldn't help but feel tightness in his chest.

The so-called marrow knows the taste.

I am used to eating bitter coptis, and a little sugar is so sweet that I am tired of my teeth.

But after tasting the taste of sugar, the taste of bitter coptis is unbearable.

The old man compromised with his sensual self for five minutes, allowing himself to be angry and sad for five minutes.

Then he calmly lit the lamp and sat up.

A good industrialist will not allow himself to indulge in sentimental thoughts.

Five minutes is the limit.

Besides, he hadn't eaten much all day and was already hungry.

However, the moment he opened the door, he smelled a healing scent.

"Hey, hasn't Xiao Yan left yet?" He muttered to himself suspiciously as he walked towards the kitchen.

There are a few vegetarian dishes on the table, which are light in appearance, which is the type that Yan Yu likes.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you awake? I'd like to call you later. Lan Weiyan's voice floated from behind him.

He was wearing an apron, holding some dishes and chopsticks in his hands, smiling cutely, and looking like a pretty and gentle little daughter-in-law.

"Are you ......" Yan Yu had mixed feelings, breathing a little unwell, "Are you still there?" ”

"Of course I'm still there." Lan Weiyan meticulously arranged the dishes and chopsticks, and turned back to the kitchen to get the soup.

He came out with a wooden tray with two bowls of soup and some cut fruit.

"Brother Xiao Yan, why are you still standing, it's time to eat." Lan Weiyan took off his apron, revealing his resentful octopus pajamas.

Yan Yu was rarely indecisive, "What I told you in the afternoon ......"

"I figured it out, hee-hee."

"And what do you think?" Yan Yu was inexplicably a little nervous.

"Hey, if you drink this bowl of soup, I'll tell you."