(New Plane)

At night, the moon is like silver.

The breeze is like water, and it soaks the body and mind.

At half past three in the morning, the hustle and bustle of the city had come to an end.

......

At this time, the lights were still on in a luxury bachelor apartment.

Ye Lanxi sat on the sofa in the hall, holding her stomach, miserable.

"Relatives are here, it hurts so much......"

In these days of every month, she has to die of pain.

Her face was pale and her hands trembled.

Grab your phone from the glass coffee table in front of you.

clicked on a number in the mobile phone address book with the note "An Xianze" and dialed it out.

Even though it was half past three in the morning, the phone she broadcast was quickly connected by the person on the other end of the phone.

"Hello?"

A deep, magnetic male voice came through the microphone.

Hearing his voice, Ye Lanxi suddenly felt extremely aggrieved, and all her emotions seemed to find an outlet at once, and they all surged into her heart.

She pursed her lips and choked up for no reason: "An Xianze, I ......"

The man on the other end of the phone heard her words with obvious stoic crying, and guessed something at once.

He asked with concern, "You can't sleep so late?"

Ye Lanxi pursed her lips: "Well, I, not ......"

An Xianze: "Relatives are here, right?"

Ye Lanxi: "You, how do you know?"

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

He muttered for a moment, not answering her question.

Instead, he said, "I'm going to take care of you now, is it convenient?"

Ye Lanxi nodded: "Well, Fang, convenient......"

"Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes. ”

"Hmm. ”

Doodoooooo –

Hang up.

Ye Lanxi put down her mobile phone and sat on the sofa with her knees hugged.

Tick, answer.

Tick, answer.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The "ten minutes" that An Xianze said is really ten minutes, not a second.

The apartment doorbell was rang from outside.

Ye Lan followed the sound, and the little face buried in her knees slowly lifted.

Struggled to get up.

Leaving the sofa, he opened the door for An Xianze.

"Ahn Xianze ......"

"Hmm. ”

The handsome man stepped in, closed the door behind him with his backhand, helped the little woman in front of him with a pale face, and said softly: "You are not feeling well, I will help you to lie on the sofa for a while." ”

Ye Lanxi had nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

- She believed in the man in front of her.

Every time she was uncomfortable, he took care of her.

......

An Xianze.

He is the manager of a game planning company and manages a group of top programmers.

He has a fairy-like super high appearance and a perfectly proportioned figure, and he is the cloud male god in the minds of all girls.

He is gentle, careful, considerate, and takes care of her meticulously.

If someone were to ask what was the relationship between him and her?

At this time, she must have said: We are just friends.

Well.

Yes, she was just friends with him.

Pal.

Very good good friends.

- That's all.

Speaking of her acquaintance with An Xianze, the time dates back to about eight years ago.

She was seventeen years old.

That year, he was eighteen.

She met him on the college campus because of an on-campus event.

But between her and him, so far, they are just friends.

She would confide in him all the happy and unhappy things.

When she is happy, he will be happy with her.

And when she is unhappy, he will accompany her to be unhappy.

- This is how she has been with him for eight years.