The footsteps followed Yan Rusheng and chased out.

Yan Rusheng pointed at the woman who followed him, did not look back, and spit out the word 'roll' to her in disgust.

The woman was frightened by his cold momentum, and her footsteps stayed in place, as if she had been immobilized.

Then he reached out and pulled open the balcony window, and a biting cold wind hit in.

He pressed his hands on the window frame, jumped over, and flipped out.

The woman was frightened when she saw this scene, and she couldn't help but rush out again, she leaned on the window and looked at Yan Rusheng, whose feet had climbed onto the air conditioning rack, and shouted worriedly: "Handsome guy, what are you going to do?" Dangerous? ”

This is the eighth floor.

"If you don't roll again, I'll throw you down first." Yan Rusheng lowered his voice and yelled at the woman who was annoying him.

He lifted his foot and continued to grope for the air-conditioning rack next door.

……

The hard work paid off, and Yan Rusheng finally got his wish and entered the lifelike home.

He should be glad that the lifelike bedroom window was not locked.

The room was pitch black and there was no light at all, and he pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned on his flashlight.

Then the light was pointed at the big bed, which was neatly made and empty.

Didn't you really come here?

Yan Rusheng felt a little lost in his heart, he hurriedly walked to the door of the room, first turned on the light in the bedroom, so that the whole bedroom was lit up, and then he opened the door and went out.

Preparing to walk straight to the opposite room, he casually glanced at the sofa in the living room, and his heart twitched fiercely.

"Lifelike." He cried out in distress, and strode over to the man curled up on the couch.

Walk over and crouch down beside her.

Motionless, Yan Rusheng reached out to her face and touched her delicate cheek, and the mobile phone in his other hand slid from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

"Lifelike." He jumped up and grabbed her.

"Lifelike."

"Lifelike."

Yan Rusheng kept whispering her name in her vivid ear.

"I'm sorry, it's me who is bad." He hugged her, hugged her tightly, her petite body, soft but no longer warm, trembling slightly.

He said, "You scold me, like you used to, call me a bastard, you can scold me for anything." ”

Just don't ignore him like this, don't speak, and turn your back to him indifferently.

Listening to the man's self-blame, the tears that were about to be contained poured out like a spring.

She shouldn't be like this, isn't she already used to being hurt without his knowledge?

Yan Rusheng wiped her tears distressedly, "Don't cry." ”

He never imagined that one day when he saw lifelike tears, his heart hurt as if it was broken.

They have always been tough, facing each other with the sharpest side, never showing weakness in front of each other, and always wanting to prove that they are stronger than each other.

It became a habit.

So, he ignored the truest feelings in his heart.

Xu Xu still didn't speak, and explained to himself, "I haven't been into that room, I don't know that you put the chocolate." ”

"Yan Rusheng, do you still love Fang Jiayin?" Xu Xu suddenly turned his head, and said to Yan Rusheng with tears streaming down his face, and his eyes were shining with tears.

Yan Rusheng shook his head without hesitation, "I don't love it." ”

Then he leaned into the ear again, "I love you!" ”

He used his most affectionate tone in more than 20 years to tell the most affectionate confession in the world to the woman who accompanied him to grow up and influenced his life.

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