After the night shift, Xiyu closed the door and habitually looked back, but stopped when the door was locked.

Be... Yan Yi?

After Yijian left, it was the first time he had come to Kaffa Ton.

"It's been a long time since you've been here." Xi Yu made two cups of coffee and walked to the small corner and sat down by the window.

"Well, it looks like that." Yan Yi took a cup with a smile.

What is it like, it is!

"Still no news from Yijian?" Xi Yu didn't feel himself sigh softly.

How could such a lively child become sighing, it seems that Yijian's departure has a great impact on her, Yan Yi thought to herself.

"Hmm." Yan Yi stirred the coffee in the cup and replied.

"This damn girl hasn't been sending a message or anything for so long." Nozomi angrily tore the tissue in half.

"Maybe no news is good news." He took a calm sip of his coffee.

"What do you mean?" Xiyu suddenly looked at him in bewilderment.

"No, I'll just say it."

"Aren't you worried?" Xiyu frowned.

"What do you think?" Yan Yi's voice fell, turned out the window, and looked at the neon lights on the street, pedestrians coming and going. In fact, I didn't mean to, all that flashed in front of me was her face, her eyebrows, her smile, and the corners of her mouth.

Under the dim light, Xi Yu couldn't see his expression clearly, and his tone was mixed with a hint of unhappiness, "Yan Yi, with all due respect, I feel that you have changed." She paused, "You have become cold and emotionless, are you like this because you can't get it?" ”

Hearing this, Yan Yi slowly turned his head, without any emotion, nor angry, "It turns out that I am such a person in your heart?" He didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"It's because you're not that I'm weird." She was irritable, she had always disliked to read other people's minds, or was not good at it, just like Yijian, and he deliberately made his words so elusive.

"There's nothing strange about it, people always change." I don't know if it's an illusion or it's real, he also feels that he is slowly becoming calm and introverted, since...

"Yan Yi!" Xiyu interrupted his thoughts and said, "Forget it, I'll go home first." ”

Yan Yi stood up and took Xi Yu's hand, "I'll send you!" ”

Xi Yu looked at his abrupt movements, withdrew his hand, and agreed with some embarrassment.

In the corridor of the hospital, Mother An and Director Yang walked side by side.

"Dr. Yang, can the operation be postponed any longer?" Mother Ann retrieved all her thoughts and spoke.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? The doctor stopped and faced An's mother.

"Not really, it's just that I think Yiling's body looks a lot better than before, so I think..."

"That's why it's time to have surgery during this time, when she can accept it, and it's very beneficial for her recovery later."

"But," An's mother hesitated.

"If you have any questions, just say it, we have been waiting for this day for eight years, is there any reason to wait?"

An's mother was a little stunned, and after a while, she told the truth, "I know, but since Yiling knew who the donor was, she said that she would not agree to undergo surgery, and Yijian is now, and she is nowhere to be found..."

Dr. Yang looked at An's mother in shock, dumbfounded, "Missing?" How so? ”

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later, do you think it's okay to postpone the operation first, and wait until I find the two children and settle the matter?"

"That's the only way to go, but it's better not to leave this matter for too long, I finally made an appointment with an American surgeon, and I missed the opportunity, you know the consequences." Dr. Yang said to An's mother with a serious face.

"Okay, I got it." Ann Mu said sneeringly.

Han Zhengjie ran up to the rooftop of the top floor of the teaching building in three or two steps, knowing that Yiling would be here. He settled down and walked slowly.

"What are you thinking?"

Yiling turned around when she heard the voice, "It's nothing..."

"I still said that it was nothing, and my heart was written on my face." Han Zhengjie looked at her.

"Is there one?" Yiling rubbed her face with both hands, and I don't know when she started to learn to "smooth the oil tone" with him.

"Are you still worried about your brother and that sister of yours?" He raised an eyebrow.

"How do you know?" Yiling flashed her little eyes in surprise.

"Guess..." he smiled, but he was afraid that Yiling would have forgotten that night, crying very sadly and squatting on the side of the road, and he would not remember that the person who handed her the tissue was him.

Yiling looked up in disregard and watched the plane fly by, leaving a long trail.

"Don't worry, they'll be back!" Han Zhengjie was a little rusty and comforted, but he still had some stiff-headed hair.

Yiling stared at his hand and snorted low but clearly, "Hmph... If I could, I'd rather they just disappear and never come back..."

"Why?"

"Why... Because then there will be no one to fight with me for property. Yiling sneered, like an innocent child, looking particularly young in the sun.

"Well, with foresight, it seems that our Miss An has finally grown up." Han Zhengjie smiled in agreement.

Cheng Xuan looked at Yi Jian wearing an apron, beautiful and moving, couldn't help but get closer, hugged her from behind, and buried his head in her neck socket. Yi Jian looked at him warmly through the panel. Yijian, who had been held like this, pushed back a little inconveniently, but he didn't relentlessly laugh in Yijian's ear, Yijian pretended to be angry and opened his mouth slightly, and the next second his lips were covered...... For Cheng Xuan, Yijian always thought that she had enough restraint and reason, but the more she practiced, the more she found that it was not, and a wry smile could not help but overflow on her face.

In late spring and March, the green mountains and green waters, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and finally sent him to a nearby town to buy flower seedlings, and Jane sat alone in front of the window, letting his thoughts fly.

The sea breeze outside blew her hair and caressed her cheeks, and she breathed deeply, suppressing her troubles for a while.

On the evening of the weekend, the traffic was jammed, and Cheng Xuan was caught in the rolling traffic, moving step by step.

Yijian lit the lamp like this, sat on the rocking chair in the courtyard and waited until it was dark, leaning on the table with some drowsy squints.

Chengxuan hurried back, walked up to her gently, and took off his coat to cover her.

Yijan woke up, "You're back!" ”

"Well, why don't you sleep in it?" His gentle reproach.

"I'd like to wait here for you to come back." She smiled.

Cheng Xuan stroked her hair warmly in his heart and carried her back to the room. How much I wish it would always be like this, and there would always be someone there silently waiting for me.

In the early morning, Yijian stood alone on the vast and deep seaside, looking at the clear sea water, and the slightly cold temperature of the seaside, but she only wore a thin white sweater, feeling the coolness of the sea breeze.

Thinking of yesterday, the phone was frightened, and she still had palpitations, but today, she made up her mind.

There was a hazy voice on the other end of the phone, "Hey..."

"Mom, it's me, Yijian!"

An's mother suddenly sat upright, her voice trembling slightly, but she replied compulsively, "Yijian, where are you, are you doing well?" ”

Jane was stunned, her own rebellion, her own selfishness, and her own "absconding in fear of sin", not only did An's mother not blame, but was still worried about her own safety. Suddenly, she felt some moisture in her eyes, probably early morning fog, too confused. ...

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm worried about you...", Yi Jian choked.

"Jane..."

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