She has worked very hard to restrain her inner dependence on him, she knows that the three-month deadline she promised has arrived, she can accept everything Yang Qichen is doing now, she can ask for reasons, but she really can't control herself from wanting to see him, and she can't accept that this person is by her side, just in the same city as herself, but she has to leave him.

Xu Anran slowly approached the sleeping person on the bed with bare feet, Yang Qichen was sleeping sweetly in a nightgown and covered with a quilt, his hair seemed to have grown a little, and some pieces covered his slender eyes, which coincided with the thick eyelashes.

Although the room was fully heated, Xu Anran still felt cold in his hands and feet. Gently lifting the quilt, Xu Anran got into it and lay down beside Yang Qichen, his eyes quietly watching him.

Yang Qichen only felt that a familiar breath was spilling on his face, and he moved his eyelids a little unconsciously, and soon, he calmed down again.

The two eyebrows frowned together, under the moonlight, the edges and corners were distinct, and the facial features were more three-dimensional.

Xu Anran subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to smooth out the two tightly locked brows.

The cold fingertips gently covered Yang Qichen's eyebrows, following the lines, gently touching until those locked lines gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the quilt and tightly grasped Xu Anran's wrist.

Xu Anran was shocked by a pair of bottomless pupils, and subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but unexpectedly, his wrist was held by Yang Qichen, and there was no chance to break free.

"Who told you to come?"

Looking at the flustered woman in front of him, Yang Qichen asked the first question, and changed his usual tone, his tone became strange and cold, as if he was just facing a stranger.

Xu Anran didn't reply, just stared at his eyes, as if in disbelief, desperately trying to retrieve something from his bottomless pupils.

"I ask you, who asked you to come!!"

Feeling the strength on his wrist tighter, a feeling of pain made Xu Anran gasp, and immediately withdrew his gaze, with a layer of fog floating in his eyes.

"I took the key and came in by myself....."

The tone that almost came out of crying made Yang Qichen's eyes sink, but it was fleeting soon, and Xu Anran couldn't catch it at all.

Letting go of Xu Anran's hand, Yang Qichen closed his nightgown and stood up from the bed. opened the cabinet next to the bed, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, glanced at Xu Anran, and pressed the lighter in his hand.

Xu Anran looked at the cigarette, the firelight burned and the cigarette gradually glowed with fiery stars, the stars were enlarged little by little in his pupils, and the oxygen seemed to be being withdrawn little by little.

With the eye circle that Yang Qichen spit out, the whole person began to cough violently.

"Ahem———— ahem—"

Xu Anran pounded his chest hard, because he coughed too much, his whole face and neck were already red, and the tears that slipped from his eyes slipped all the way down his neck into the placket.

His eyes never left Yang Qichen's body for a moment, as if he was expecting him to be moved by himself.

However, even if she was coughing so much that she couldn't make a sound, the person in front of her did not snuff out the cigarette in her hand, and there was no trace of pity in her eyes.

"You don't have to return the key to me, I will change the lock of the apartment, and I won't come here in the future."

Yang Qichen snuffed out the cigarette, walked to the bathroom, wet a dry towel, and threw it directly to Xu Anran.

Xu Anran immediately picked up the towel, like grasping a life-saving straw, quickly covered his nose and mouth, and coughed a few times before slowly regaining his composure, but his face and neck were still scarlet.

"Yang Qichen, I'm sick... I had a very serious illness, Dr. Xu told me to leave you, and the three months I promised were up, and I thought I could do it, and I thought I could leave you..... But, Yang Qichen, I miss you so much....."

While breathing heavily, Xu Anran even opened his arms to Yang Qichen, hoping that he could step forward and hug him, as aggrieved as he looked.

Yang Qichen looked at the pitiful person in front of him and the embrace that was open to him, and subconsciously took steps in the direction of Xu Anran.

Just when Xu Anran was so surprised that he wanted to rush towards him, a hand pinched Xu Anran's chin.

"Why do you think I'm going to want a woman with mental illness?"

looked at her condescendingly, and the sarcasm in her eyes was all in her heart.

"Yang Qichen, you're lying to me."

"Liared to you? Hehehe...... Lie to you what? What do you have to fool me? Or do you think that you are better than Lin Zhenrong and Tang Youmi? More moving? ”

Yang Qichen lowered his head and smiled, sarcastically.

"I regret it, Yang Qichen, I don't want to leave you, I'm not afraid of anything...... I'm not afraid of excess, I'm not afraid of pain, I'm not afraid of getting sick, I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of leaving...... Leave you. Yang Qichen...... Firefly Brother...... Come back to me, okay? I know that the report is fake, you and Tang Youmi are fake, and we can make another engagement after the marriage contract is dissolved...... Look, look, I've brought all your rings...... Yang Qichen......"

In the end, he was already hoarse, Xu Anran trembled and took out the ring around his neck from the placket of his clothes, completely forgetting that his little finger was trembling violently.

The finger and ring came into Yang Qichen's eyes in this way.

The pupils were extremely constricted, and Yang Qichen let go of Xu Anran's chin and immediately held Xu Anran's hand holding the ring.

"When did your hands start?"

"What? Yes...... My hand?!! ”

Hearing Yang Qichen's question, Xu Anran realized that his little finger was trembling violently, and he was still exposed in front of Yang Qichen.

Suddenly startled, Xu Anran desperately retracted his hand.

"What the hell is going on with your hands?!!"

Having completely lost his patience, Yang Qichen asked loudly.

Because of the excitement, my face was already red!!

"My hands are fine, it's just a little sick and it will be fine soon...... You don't have to worry...... My mental illness will also be fine, Yang Qichen, really, I will definitely be healthy, don't leave me, okay? Didn't we say we would go to see the snow together? ”

Trying to squeeze out a smile, his hand subconsciously ducked back.

Grabbing his hair, Yang Qichen looked at Xu Anran with some dejection.

"Xu Anran, go back...... We don't have a chance anymore..."

Restraining the colic in his heart, Yang Qichen turned his back,

It's just that the moment I turned around, the waves rolled in my eyes.

The person behind him, with that turn, also completely cooled down and lost his luster.

"Yang Qichen, whatever you want, you tell me, I can give it to you...... I beg you...... How are you back? ”

Yang Qichen's back stiffened, the green tendons on his body had suddenly popped out, and the lighter was held in his hand, ignited and extinguished.

Repeat it several times, and it keeps making a clicking sound.

Suddenly, the movements in his hands stopped, Yang Qichen closed the lighter, and the fire went out.

As soon as he turned around, Xu Anran was pressed under Yang Qichen, and his two arms were also raised high above his head by Yang Qichen.

In such an intimate and ambiguous posture, Xu Anran was shocked and met Yang Qichen's eyes in surprise, but in those eyes, Xu Anran couldn't see himself......

"Even so, would you be willing?"

Leaned over, put his head to Xu Anran's ear, and blew a breath of hot air, Yang Qichen lowered his voice.

Although there was no temperature between the tones, the ambiguous breath and deep voice still made Xu Anran's ears red unconsciously.

Shrinking back a little uncomfortably, Xu Anran tilted his head to the other side, not wanting Yang Qichen to see his appearance at this moment.

"Huh? Why don't you speak, and even then, doesn't it matter? ”

Yang Qichen re-turned Xu Anran's face, making her look directly at herself, and the hot air continued to spray on Xu Anran's face, teasing Xu Anran intentionally or unintentionally, and her heart was beating wildly.

Although she has laid on the same bed with Yang Qichen countless times and has done a lot of intimate actions, it is the first time that Yang Qichen has pressed herself under her like this.

"So you...... Won't you leave me? ”

She compromised, whether it was three months or when she was terminally ill, even if she killed someone or killed herself one day because of her illness, it didn't matter if she forced herself to leave him......

Looking at the people under him, the corners of Yang Qichen's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, lowered his head and took Xu Anran's earlobe, licked it gently, and the other hand was still caressing Xu Anran's body intentionally or unintentionally.

A sense of familiarity arose slowly, and with fear, Xu Anran suddenly struggled desperately...... The eyes have been completely replaced by fear.

"Go away, go away...... Go away...... Don't come, don't come!! Help me...... Help—"

Xu Anran's sudden out-of-control reaction also frightened Yang Qichen.

Immediately raised her head from Xu Anran's neck, and when she looked at Xu Anran, she found that her eyes were full of horror, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably......

As if thinking of something, Yang Qichen immediately got up from Xu Anran's body.

"Yes, it's me!! It's me!!! ”

"Uh......h Woo...... Go away, go away...... Don't come, don't come......"

The person on the bed was already crying into tears, struggling with a distracted consciousness.

Without thinking too much, Yang Qichen hugged Xu Anran into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, then, it's me, it's Brother Firefly, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

constantly comforted, wiped tears for her, and the indifference in her eyes was all replaced by worry.

After a while, the crying in his arms gradually subsided, perhaps tired, Xu Anran lay in Yang Qichen's arms and slowly fell asleep.

For her to brush away the hair sticking to her cheeks due to tears, Yang Qichen gently laid Xu Anran on the bed, covered her with a quilt, brought a basin of hot water, wet a towel, and gently wiped Xu Anran's already crying face.

His eyes suddenly became fierce, Yang Qichen put down the towel, covered Xu Anran's face with his palm, and gently groped her cheek with his thumb.

"Ah Ran, don't worry, those who hurt you a year ago, I will definitely make them pay."