The thin shoulders trembled faintly, and he tried his best to suppress the flow of tears.

Yan Jue quietly looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were full of pain and remorse, except for Yi Jin, no one could make her so sad.

She reminded him of that night two years ago, and he couldn't forget it anyway.

After a long time, Yan Youcai raised his head buried in his knees, his eyes fell on the black leather shoes, and he lowered his head again, and tightened his arms around himself.

Yan Jue approached, knelt down on one knee at Yan You's side, sighed deeply, reached out and hugged Yan You into his arms, pressed his chin against her head, and whispered: "I'm sorry!" ”

In an instant, tears burst the embankment, and Yanyou cried heartbreakingly: "Why am I so useless." ”

Yan Jue frowned in pain, gently stroked her soft hair and hugged Yan You tightly, silently giving her comfort and security.

Leaning on the side of the road, the black luxury Maybach retracted his eyes, the window gradually rose, and then, the car quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

The Yan family's mansion

In the cold-toned room, Yan Jue sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at Yan You's pale sleeping face, and her slender fingers gently brushed the hair that fell on her cheeks.

The gentle and gentle piano music came to his ears, Yan Jue took Yan You's mobile phone and pressed it to mute, walked out of the door, looked at the caller ID "Anger", thought about it, and picked it up.

"You, I'm in City A, you have to take me in." The man's magnetic voice was as ethereal as a piano.

Yan Jue frowned when he heard this: "You's sleeping, don't disturb her if you don't have anything important." With a snap, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

The phone was hung up, and Anger frowned in displeasure, remembering what the man said, and his heart felt inexplicably irritable.

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In the evening, Yan Youyou opened his worried eyes, which were swollen and tinged with slight pain.

Straightened up, sat on the bed in a daze, and thought silently.

After a long time, the door was opened, and the slender and tall figure stood at the door. How did it get here?

Mo Yishen slowly approached a few steps, leaning against the wall: "What are you looking for me?" ”

Yan You was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "Tomorrow night, do you have time?" ”

Mo raised his eyebrows deeply and did not answer.

Yan You pursed his lips and continued, "There is a charity fund auction at the 'Sri Hotel' tomorrow night, if you have time, can you go and participate?" ”

Mo Yishen was silent, and Yan You was a little anxious when he saw this: "The works in the auction are all porcelain with very commemorative value, although most of them are not from famous artists, but you can still go and see them." ”

Half-sounded, Mo opened his thin lips with a deep light and asked slowly: "You studied pottery in France?" ”

When Yan You heard this, his eyes were puzzled, but he only bowed his head lightly and didn't ask more.

"I see." Mo flashed with a glimmer of light in his deep, dark and deep eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

Yan You was at a loss, he knew? That's a promise? Still didn't say yes?

"You have a good rest, I'll pick you up tomorrow night." After speaking, Mo Yishen went out of the room and closed the door gently.

Yan You quietly looked at the closed door, did he come to ask this? After a while, Yan You reacted, hurriedly got out of bed, put on a coat casually, and chased out.

"The ink is deep." The soft voice rang out abruptly in the empty living room.

Mo Yishen, who walked to the entrance, stiffened her back, this was the first time she called his name, suppressed the ripples in her heart, and turned to stare at Yan You's beautiful and perfect face.

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