"Hmm. Ran Xiyan rubbed the top of He Yan's hair with his chin, "Don't be so anxious, you are pregnant with a child." ”

"No agitation. He Yan smiled slightly, "I'm in a state of excitement right now." After speaking, He Yan beckoned to Chenyu and said, "Morning." ”

The smile on Chenyu's face froze, and he didn't know what he meant, so he had to pull out a smile: "Morning." ”

Above the three of them, He Youfan comforted Ouyang Wuyi to fall asleep, walked out of the room, and met with the three people below.

He Youfan indifferently swept past the morning flounder, looked at He Yan, and nodded with a smile, which was regarded as a greeting.

He Yan called out sweetly, and then watched He Youfan sweep past the study and walk to the kitchen.

Turning his head again, the shadow of the morning shuffle was gone. He Yan looked at Ran Xiyan suspiciously, Ran Xiyan shrugged his shoulders harmlessly, threw other people's questions into the sky, hugged He Yan and rubbed it with his hand: "Are you hungry?

He Yin: Where did he learn the pet-like mode of getting along with "......"?!

And on the second floor......

He Youfan stopped, looked at the morning shuffle opposite, his eyes were like a torch, and there seemed to be only one word left for the morning troll: "Get out." ”

Chenyu turned sideways and stood aside, which did not prevent He Youfan from continuing to move forward. But He Youfan only stood in the distance, and it seemed that he would be suffocated if he was close to the morning. He didn't know what to think, he laughed in a low voice, and said slowly in a nice tone: "I'm here, He Youfan, it's seventeen years late, but I'm finally in front of you......" He looked into her eyes, and finally stopped dodging, "Can you, look at me well?"

He Youfan pursed his lips, and his face turned cold.

People are such weird contradictions sometimes.

When she learned the news of Chenyu's death, her heart throbbed uncomfortably. But now that she saw Chenyu standing in front of her unharmed, she couldn't wait to stab him again, so she simply let him die.

He Youfan smiled coldly, and stabbed Chenyao with words without hesitation: "Chenyao, I've watched you for seventeen years, isn't it enough? How cold-blooded and ruthless are you, so that I can be so selfish and let me continue to look at you? Watching you leave again? I've watched you for so long, I'm tired." ”

"It's not the same. Chenyu took a step forward, his eyes were very painful, but his back was stubbornly straight, "Now, while you are looking at me, I am also looking at you." ”

Seeing Chen's appearance as if he was going to take another step forward, He Youfan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, only for a moment, Chenyu was pressed against the wall by a huge force, He Youfan pressed his death hole so that he couldn't move, one hand choked his neck, January's untrimmed nails were sharply pressed against his fair skin, she was very close to him, squinted, and used force.

"In the morning, people's hearts are not for play. I confess, I don't hate you anymore, but I don't love you anymore. With He Youfan's current kung fu, it was easy to kill Chenyu here, and her expression also looked like she was going to kill him, "How far away can you get away from me." ”

Let go and don't look at him again.

Chenyu leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes slightly, his long hair covered his arrogant golden eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

A lot of things don't just start all over again.

What's more, between them, there is a hatred that spans ten years.

The word ten years, easy to write, easier to say. But the eight strokes are sharp, and each stroke can make people bloody. Ten years is enough for a teenager to grow up, overcome ignorance, through uninhibitedness, until humble, and ten years is enough for a deep emotion to the heart, from strange to familiar, from familiar to forgetful.

Ten years, it's just easy to say.

Between them, seventeen years, seven years, she looked at him without expectation, but she never hated, stubborn, as always.

Ten years, she listened to him whisper to her in a deep drow, saying good night, and sank into darkness.