"Then you eat..." The chopsticks immediately turned to An Haotian's direction, and a piece of potato fell into his bowl like that.

After being stunned for a second, An Haotian ate the potatoes in one bite, and the bitterness was indescribable.

After packing up all the things, Gu Yan warmed a glass of milk and took it up, and the light in the study was still on.

Without saying a word, he put down the milk and walked away lightly.

It wasn't until the door was gently closed that An Hao raised his head, he had been reading this page for two hours, and if it had been placed before, these works would have been completed long ago.

As soon as I walked into the bedroom, my eyebrows couldn't help but twist up, how could there be her shadow everywhere.

"Are you going to sleep? I'm all packed," Gu Yan said, pointing to the wardrobe, and at the same time took out a dressing gown.

An Haotian took the nightgown and pushed the wheelchair into the bathroom.

"Do you want me to help you..."

"Get out... I don't need it" His voice was slightly angry, she knew she had crossed the line, but she just wanted to help him, she really just felt sorry for him.

Seeing that the bathroom door was closed, Gu Yan also sat on the bed weakly, "I really just feel sorry for you." ”

The sound was not loud or small, but the people in the bathroom could hear it, and when he looked at himself in a wheelchair in the mirror, his face became more and more indifferent after five years.

Lifting the blanket on his lap, the original close-fitting suit pants already looked very empty.

With his hands on his lap, there was a bleakness.

But when An Haotian accidentally saw dripping underwear hanging in the bathroom fume hood, his face was slightly embarrassed.

She will always have the ability to make a mess of her life.

When he walked out, there was no shadow of the man in the bedroom, and he felt a little lost in his heart.

Nothing had changed, the closet was still full of clothes she had left behind, and the bathroom still had her used cosmetics, but they were all expired.

A person who tosses and turns in this bed can't sleep.

Gently opening the black wooden door, it seemed that the breathing of the person on the bed could still be heard.

The light outside came in a hazy dimness, Gu Yan sat on the edge of the bed and watched him sleep, that is, he can be so approachable when he sleeps!

The indifference on his face had receded, and he couldn't see the sharpness in his closed eyes.

The hand gently caressed his silhouette, a face she had never forgotten, never.

People say that the man with thin lips is the most ruthless, the index finger crossed his lips, Gu Yan lowered his head and gently kissed him, this is the man she identifies!

"Good night, dear!!"

The moment she turned to leave, she didn't see the slightly trembling eyelids of the person on the bed.

There was a slight spark flickering in the living room, Gu Yan was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette between her fingers, her heart was very painful.

The smell of tobacco filled the entire living room, and when I saw that it was already two o'clock in the morning, I opened the floor door to ventilate the smell of tobacco in this room as soon as possible.

An Haotian always got up early, so as soon as he arrived in the living room, he found the cigarette ash that fell on the ground, although it had been cleaned, but the residue still existed.

Looking upstairs, I wanted to go up, but I smelled a faint smell of rice.

"Why is it so early," Gu Yan asked, holding a plate.

"I'm used to it", seeing that the slight blackness around her eyes should be the reason why she didn't have a good rest last night.

"I'm going to call Anchen..."

"No, he usually gets up on time." After saying that, I sat at the dinner table, and the simple omelette was very well controlled.

"Daddy early...", and then saw that Gu Yan was probably not used to it, and was slightly stunned.

"Come over and have breakfast" Seeing An Chen, she was thinking, if he knew about Ruojia's existence, he should be very happy!

"Aren't you working?" An Haotian, who got in the car and was about to leave, asked.

"Not today..."

An Haotian doesn't quite understand, isn't their company holding a bidding meeting today? I didn't understand it, but I didn't say anything.

"Dong Yicun still has no news?" It's been five years, and every year he's stopped here for a month or two.

"Not yet, but it shouldn't affect An Xu's bid this time." The assistant said cautiously.

An Haotian didn't speak, because he knew that this was indeed the truth, and he had to say that putting aside all grievances, Dong Yicun was indeed a good competitor.