Ye Luo looked at An Chengxuan who was sitting in the office with strange eyes, and then opened the door and went in, "I thought you would need a few more days, I didn't expect it to be so soon..."

Cheng Xuan glanced up at him from the file, "What's unexpected?" ”

"Sure enough, heart disease still requires heart medicine, but... It's too fast. ”

Cheng Xuan stood up from his position with the document and walked towards him with a somewhat violent look, Ye Luo subconsciously shrank his body back.

Unexpectedly, An Chengxuan just walked quickly to his side, stopped, patted him with a document and said, "Thank you!" ”

After he had been away for a long time, Ye Luo reacted with a false alarm, then shrugged his shoulders, and then walked out of the office with his shoulders bulging.

In order to be able to catch up with the progress of the work, Cheng Xuan almost didn't sleep for a few days.

Yijian returned to the small alley from the night shift and saw that Chengxuan was still busy, so he tiptoed to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and bring it over.

Cheng Xuan asked Yijian to sleep first, but Yijian insisted on accompanying him to work, and it was still early.

Yijian was afraid of getting in his way, so he wandered around the room boredly. Although she had been here a few times, she had not had or had a chance to take a good look at these old things, and she was bored, so she took out his old things and looked through them.

Touching the model airplane, looking through the old records, and tidying up the magazines on the coffee table, Yijian kept walking back and forth in the room, smiling, is this what she said about not bothering?

Yijian rummaged through the cabinets, and finally his eyes lit up, and he took out a thick photo album from the lattice, and unfolded it page by page with great interest.

She took out a photo of Cheng Xuan when she was a child and compared it to him in the light, looked at the photo, and then looked at him again, amusing herself and laughing.

Cheng Xuan, who was completely disturbed, raised his eyes puzzled, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Uh... No, is this you? Yijian recited a photo to him.

Cheng Xuan was angry, and walked over in three or two steps to snatch the photo in her hand.

Yijian continued to look down at the album, pretending not to care and smiled, "So you still have this kind of preference." ”

Cheng Xuan frowned slightly, Qiang Zhen's expression, and only said after a while, "It's just to coax Yiling." ”

"Oh... Did Yiling smile, if it were me, I would definitely laugh very happily. Yijian nodded subtly, with a thoughtful affirmation, the muscles on An Chengxuan's face moved...

"But you look good in women's clothes..."Yijian finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She was sure that what she said was sincere, and as for what An Chengxuan's client thought in her heart, she couldn't care.

Then he turned a few pages in a row, most of the photos of Cheng Xuan were sad faces, or they were expressionless, and the brows of the people who looked at the photos were also furrowed step by step, and Yijian wondered, "Can you be less serious?" ”

"What?" Cheng Xuan didn't react for a while.

"Is this you, isn't it, our dad?" Yijian looked up at him stunned, pointed to the man in the photo who was holding Chengxuan and riding on his head, smiling and asked.

"Hmm."

Forget it, he was already disturbed absent-mindedly, so he simply sat down next to her, followed her, and explained while watching until the end.

Late at night, Yijian, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep unconsciously, and after a long time, she heard the sound of the floor creaking, and she opened her eyes, "What time is it?" Are you done? ”

Cheng Xuan looked tired, leaned over and rubbed her hair, lifted the quilt and lay down, "It's late, continue to sleep." ”

"I'm sorry, I just fell asleep." Yijian was a little ashamed, she was really not a qualified girlfriend, and she said that she would work overtime with him, but she fell asleep like this.

Thinking that he was already so busy with work, and he had to work overtime when he got home, and he couldn't help with anything, he looked at his tired face distressedly, gently closed his eyes and leaned into his arms, and hugged him to sleep.

After a while, the hand on Yijian's waist suddenly became restless and reached into his clothes.

"Hmm.." Yijian squirmed slightly, "Aren't you tired?" ”

"You tempted me first." Cheng Xuan replied in a daze, warm lips roaming around her neck.

"Where do I have?" Also slightly wheezing.

"There is..."

The ambiguous air filled the air until the deep sleep dissipated.

Early in the morning, Yijian woke up, lay quietly for a while, sat up and dressed.

Cheng Xuan, who was woken up by the sound of her dressing, pressed her back into the bed.

A confused voice murmured, "Sleep a little longer!" ”

Yijian patted his arm and looked down at him, "It's not early, I'll make you breakfast." ”

"I'll do it later." Cheng Xuan's tired voice responded.

The ambiguous posture made Yijian's breathing a little confused, and she broke his shoulders hard, "It's late, Chengxuan, you let go of me." ”

Cheng Xuan finally had the intention to move, but he only got up and moved up, facing her mouth and kissing her.

"Hmm..."The fatigue of last night has not dissipated, how did he recover so quickly... Yijian banged on his back in frustration.

Cheng Xuan pulled her hand down and put it on the pillow, "Don't move, sleep with me for a while." ”

I had no choice but to give up struggling.

I don't know how long I slept again, until I heard the sound of kitchen knives, Yijian woke up again, stretched out his head and probed, it turned out to be An Chengxuan "dancing" in the kitchen.

Yijian walked up to Cheng Xuan and whispered softly, "Why don't you call me?" ”

Cheng Xuan turned his head to look at her, "I want you to sleep a little longer." ”

Yijian smiled sweetly, "I'll do it anyway." ”

Then he took the kitchen knife with the tomato in Cheng Xuan's hand.

Cheng Xuan pretended that he had no way to back down, and then took off his apron and put it on Yijian, and stood next to him and watched quietly.

Stared at her for a long time, and then his eyes scanned around the house again, and suddenly he felt a sense of happiness, satisfaction, and how much he wished that time could stop for this second.

At the moment of apprehension, he stretched out his hand for a long time, but he never had the courage, and the moment he opened the door, he was even more dumbfounded.

… greeted Yan Yi's smile.

How so?

She was incredible, or rather unimaginable.

She said weakly, "I'm here to pick up my luggage." ”

"I know!"

Was it her delusion, his voice was gentle, and there was no trace of temper.

"Yan Yi—" she tried to call his name.

And he didn't agree, "Huh? ”

"No, it's fine!" She panicked, bowed her head uncomfortably, and then hid a dry smile.

"Do you need me to send you?"

"No, Cheng Xuan is downstairs...", she immediately felt that something was wrong, but it was too late.

"That's right, I see." He... And not angry.

Is he sincere, or... It's really hard to figure out.

Until the end, he was gentle with her.

"Yijian, I just want you to be happy—" He didn't murmur until the moment the door closed.

The phone on the coffee table has been connected to one end, Xi Yu is happy with her guidance in the past few days, but she can't help but feel heartache, presumably Yan Yi will also become a piece of her "heart disease" from now on!

Sometimes, the lover in the memory is always better than the reality. We are nostalgic for the person in our memories, even if that person has changed. And what we love is not the person in reality, but her in memory.

When we first met, her smile, her old affection, commitment and stupidity, the beautiful moments spent by the two of us, in the memories, are not what they used to be, and we are just in love with her in the past, reluctant to leave.

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