On top of that, he became more passive and violent overall.

Later, Chen Yushen hired a psychiatrist for him and diagnosed mild bipolar disorder.

However, he himself didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to be treated, he just continued to live like this, and he felt a little self-defeating.

His state was even worse than the time before Yun Qiluo appeared.

The one who is most worried about his situation is none other than this group of friends in the group.

At this time last year, they specially wanted to go to Yan's house to play with him during the New Year's Festival.

Because when they went to Yan's house together the year before last, they could see that Yan Yan was happy, so they mistakenly thought that he liked to celebrate the Spring Festival, but no one had been with him before.

As a result, I went, but I was not able to see others.

The whole villa was not lit up, and it was incredibly deserted.

All the servants were taken off vacation by him, and he drove them home, along with Wang Ma and Steward Chen.

He was the only one in the haunted villa.

They didn't get in, and they didn't know how he got there that day.

I only know that he didn't go to the company for a week after that.

But since that time, Fan Xingqian and others vaguely understood.

Maybe Yan Yan liked to celebrate the Spring Festival that year, but since then, this festival has ...... He didn't want to think about it anymore.

Thinking about it carefully, the one that they spent the happiest and most lively Spring Festival together was the one they spent with Yun Qiluo.

For Yan Yan, the most impressive thing is also that one.

It's just how happy you were that day, how sad you were afterward.

Thinking of these pasts, Fu Lifei was a little unfortunate to call Yan Yan for a while.

He didn't think he was coming.

Even in the second half of the year, Yan Yan would already come to their party a little.

But on a day like the Spring Festival, Fu Lifei always felt that he would not come.

After hesitating, he still sent a message to Yan Yan alone.

Brother Yan, are you there?

Yan Yan on the other end hadn't fallen asleep yet, and he quickly replied to him.

In the past two years, his routine has become very chaotic, and he often loses sleep until two or three o'clock at night.

So he simply worked directly in the study until he felt sleepy, and then returned to the room and fell asleep with the pillow that Yun Qiluo used to like to hold the most.

It was a pink half-person high pillow, and she liked to hug it the most when she was taking a nap at home on weekends alone, or when Yan Yan was away on a business trip.

Although two years have passed, there is no breath of the girl on it.

Fu Lifei quickly asked him: Brother Yan, Chinese New Year's Eve will be in two days, I plan to get together with a few people in the group, are you coming?

He continued typing: It's at my bar, it's close, and it won't take much time.

As a result, it was sent out for a while, and there was no response from the other end.

There was no light on in the bedroom, and the man leaned against the head of the bed, holding the pink pillow in his arms.

Only the sunlight poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on his yin owl's somewhat fragile eyebrows.

Lonely as a person who has lived in the dark abyss for hundreds of millions of years, the whole person carries a breath of death and decay.

After a while, he hung his head and typed lazily:

Yan Yan: No, you can do it.

Yan Yan: In which bar? When the time comes, I'll have people send New Year's gifts.

Sure enough, he refused.

Although Fu Lifei had already expected that he would not come.

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Chapter 685: He refused