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Chapter 22

Yan Ran lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "I'll go back first."

Fu Yi frowned, his face suddenly became indifferent, "Leaving so early? Don't you want to play for a while?"

Fu Yi seldom asks Yan Ran out, but every time there is Fu Yi's place, there must be Yan Ran.

But this regulation, I don't know when it has disappeared.

He originally thought that he would wait for Yan Ran's apology, but he didn't expect to wait for a farewell.

This is not the result he wants, what he wants is...

Fu Yi woke up with a start, his back was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were gloomy, this was wrong, this was too wrong, this result was a good thing for him, it was too late for him to be happy, ignoring the resentment in his heart, he bent slightly With a smile, he asked symbolically, "Do you need me to see you off?"

"no need."

The cold, white and beautiful figure is like an overly graceful ice sculpture, with starlight in the light-colored pupils.

The unhesitating refusal made Fu Yi very unhappy.

After leaving these words, Yan Ran couldn't wait to leave, her movements were indescribably eager, and her steps were cheerful.

She is happy, like running towards a long-awaited lover.

spouse?

What Yan Ran likes is him, and what he loves is also him.

Over the years, Fu Yi of course knew that Yan Ran had many people around him, which made him feel even more disgusted, but it is undeniable that playthings are just playthings after all, and they can't be put on the table at all.

His brain thought so, but his body didn't listen.

Following that slender and thin figure, he followed unhurriedly, the young man walked faster and faster, and started to run afterward.

She ran out of the bar, and under the bright lights and cold wind outside, she threw herself into the arms of another man.

The person who looked noble and undisciplined would run away to meet the person he likes.

The tenderness in Fu Yi's eyes melted away, gradually becoming as cold as frost and snow.

The man is tall enough to hold Yan Ran in his arms. They are tightly attached to each other, their breaths are intertwined, and they can't wait to melt each other into their bones, as if no matter what happens or what difficulties they encounter separate.

He saw Yan Ran smiling happily at the tall man in the hat, dazzling and eye-catching, his cold white face seemed to glow under the light.

Perhaps, those light-colored and ruthless eyes looked at that strange man just as they looked at him at that time.

With that kind of eyes full of burning love, it seems that he can't wait to burn himself just to illuminate the temperature of his eyes.

Fu Yi's expressionless face made people shudder, his fists were clenched to suppress his jealous anger, and he tried his best to control the urge to ask questions.

He doesn't understand, can loving someone be transferred so easily?
Could it be that Yan Ran had seen many people with those affectionate eyes in places he didn't know, but he was just kept in the dark.

That eye can be deceiving, even he was coaxed to turn around.

All the previous events occupied his mind.

In an instant, all kinds of unbearable and anger of being played came out from the bottom of my heart, like an out-of-control wild animal crashing wildly, making Fu Yi's limbs and bones slightly hot, and his eyes were like ice soaked, full of chill.

Although he was calm, he was young and energetic. After being teased for so long, it was like swallowing a fly alive, stuck in his throat, nauseated.

Until the two of them got into the car and left, Fu Yi didn't leave.

He stood for a long time, and thought for a long time, and then returned to his usual gentle appearance, suppressing any negative emotions.

The face that was blown by the wind was cold, but the flame that suddenly ignited in his heart almost made his internal organs ache. The humiliation made him think of ten thousand ways to fight back.

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In the night sky, the moon is faint and the stars are sparse.

The light moonlight shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a wonderful speck of light.

The tall man sat on the sofa like a ghost, and the night enveloped him.

The spark was burning, and after smoking a cigarette, he seemed to have not calmed down yet, and shook out another cigarette from the cigarette case, only half of the body of the cigarette was exposed, and he had already taken it out with his mouth.

When he lit the cigarette, his eyes narrowed habitually, and the faint blue flame from the lighter danced across his handsome face for a moment. When the fire was extinguished, he took the cigarette from his lips, and a puff of white smoke slowly blurred in the air. In front of his dull face.

In the silent night, only the man's restless heart could not be calmed for a long time.

He remembered again, the way the young man ran towards him, all the people and things around him were eclipsed, his eyes were as bright as stars, his soft hair was slightly messed up, and the smile on his curved lips illuminated his world.

So forcefully she threw herself into his arms, wrapped her soft and slender hands around his waist, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her warm face against his cold neck.

The voice was very low and soft, as if she was acting like a baby.

"Why did you come here?"

The sparks burned to the fingertips, but they didn't pull the man out of the dreamy memories. His eyes revealed a strange and fiery light in the darkness.

After smoking a full half pack, the man stopped.

The restless heart also calmed down.

He tidied up the living room and wiped out the exhausted cigarettes.

Now, he finally stepped into the bedroom.

Unscrewing the door, the air is filled with a faint fragrance, and the fragrance points to the bed along the way.

The bedroom is full of that person's aura, every place and every corner is spared, even when he walks in, it seems to be tainted with this aura.

The light is dense, if there are sparse shadows flickering.

The man walked over steadily and regularly, and his rhythmic breathing was disrupted.

He picked up Yan Ran's messy clothes off the ground.

Ties, blazers, vests...

He carefully tidied it up and put it back on the sofa, but he didn't move.

The tall and straight figure cast a shadow on the ground like a beast waiting for an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, he picked up the clothes again. He lowered his head and lifted his hands up. The unique smell that belonged to Yan Ran became more and more clear. He couldn't tell what it was like. It was like the forest after the rain. The flower buds bloomed from the nourishment of the rain, the cold and clear fragrance, cold and warm, so close that it touches people's hearts.

He didn't know what he was doing, but he felt that the smell of the clothes seemed to be magical, and it got closer and closer to the clothes, and finally buried his whole face in it, as if he had thrown himself into the clear and rich flower buds, and it was a fragrance that went straight to his brain.

In the deadly darkness, an uncontrollable, eager and trembling swallowing sound occasionally leaked from the man's throat.

The man buried in Yan Ran's clothes was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving, and the soft clothes rubbed against his nose, lips, and cheeks...

At this moment, it seemed to be back to the time when Yan Ran hugged him again.

(End of this chapter)