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He took off his black-rimmed glasses, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and rubbed his temples with both hands.Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Xia Lan stretched her waist, ready to sleep after washing her face.At this time, the phone rang.She frowned and answered, "Hello,"

"Miss Xia, I'm Song Wen... Boss, Boss... Oh, why don't you come over and have a look!"

Without waiting for a reply, Song Wen clattered and reported the address, then hung up immediately.Xia Lan stared at the phone for a long while, her brows loosened and then tightened, and then tightened and loosened, she bit her lip, grabbed her coat and left.

seaside.

The sound of rolling waves was mixed with the sound of a desperate cry.

Song Wen squatted aside, raised his head from time to time, looked at the boss with a bitter face, and lowered his head again.

A red car stopped slowly, and Xia Lan stepped out.Seeing her, Song Wen jumped up like chicken blood, "Miss Xia, you are finally here!"

Xia Lan ignored him, walked directly to the man who was yelling crazily, grabbed his collar, and said coldly, "Fei Sijue, you've had enough, you have to go home and throw it away!"

Hearing her voice, Fei Sijue was shocked, and slowly turned around.A handsome and charming face, with a wicked and crazy smile, his deep eyes seem to be looking at her through glass, and the left pupil emits a strange and cold green...

"Xiaolan..." muttering, calling her name, he suddenly hugged her tightly, ignoring her struggle, and firmly fixed her in his arms, "Xiaolan..."

Song Wen heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes slyly, and said, "Miss Xia, the boss left it to you!" He turned around and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

"You—damn it!"

Xia Lan couldn't move, and the pungent smell of alcohol made her frown, "It's a coward's act to pretend to be crazy with alcohol!"

He tightened his arms, "No matter what happens, don't leave me, okay?"

At this moment, he was really cowardly and vulnerable.And only in front of her, he could open his heart and not hide it.The feeling of holding her, as if owning the whole world, fascinated him and made him sink. Unfortunately, he is not the one who is perfect enough to match her...

Xia Lan lowered her eyes, and her hands resting on his chest gradually dropped.She didn't know what had happened, which made Fei Sijue, who had always been calm and stable, lose his sense of restraint.However, these have nothing to do with her, what she wants to protect is only her own heart.

"The person by your side has never been me."

He froze for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand, looking into her eyes, which were misty but radiant.

Suddenly, he smiled, "Xiao Lan, I love you."

The sentence that has been entangled in my heart, just blurted out so casually.There is no need for rehearsal, like the "good morning" that is repeated every day, it is natural and unobtrusive.

He loved her, that was a fact that existed long ago.

It's a pity that he loves her but admits it today.

With lowered eyes, his eyebrows trembled slightly because of his confession.Then, the lips were raised lightly, and a misty smile was pulled out, "Thank you."

Thank him for telling her, thank him for such a sincere confession.

At least, she knew she cared all along.

The waves beat against the rocks, roaring and swallowing her choking.Staring at her, he hugged her tightly again, "Can I still love you? Can I? Can I still..."

He knew very well what the existence of that child meant.

The windbreaker was lifted by the strong wind, and the unruly black hair became more and more messy, like his frantic heart at the moment.

Xia Lan didn't speak, hesitantly raised her white arm, and gently placed it on his waist.Maybe it was the smell of alcohol on his body that intoxicated her, maybe it was the sound of the waves disturbing her thoughts, she didn't erect any thorns all over her body, she just lay quietly, leaning against his arms.

If she could give up, wouldn't it be simpler and happier for him and her?

That night, what she remembers most is the non-stop sound of the waves in her ears, and his drunken murmurs...

……

"boom"

The office door was slammed open.

Shocked, Xia Lan raised her head and stared at the person who came, "Master Ji, the door is opened by hand, see it?"

Ji Yan walked over a few steps, spread out the newspaper in her hand, and slapped it on the desk, her beautiful cheeks seemed to be burning with anger, "What's going on?"

Xia Lan glanced at the newspaper, then quickly looked away, raised her eyebrows, "Did you ask the wrong person?"

Ji Yan sat across from her unceremoniously, staring at her, "What on earth are you thinking, woman? How could you let An Yinuo succeed? It's good now, she's going to see a gynecologist! In a few months, the child will die. Coming out!"

"Don't be so stingy, isn't it just to give a few more red envelopes." Xia Lan continued to work on her own, not distracted by this matter at all.

"You really don't care?" Ji Yan stared at her closely, trying to get a glimpse of her face.

Xia Lan gave him a blank stare helplessly, "Why, Fei Sijue must be involved with me? Just because we had such an immature and absurd affair? Whether he and An Yinuo divorced or remarried Forget it, does it have anything to do with me?"

Ji Yan nodded slowly, got up, narrowed her beautiful eyes, "Okay, very good! Xia Lan, if I knew you were so indifferent, I shouldn't have let go at all!"

After that, he turned around and slammed the door with a "bang".

Her head seemed to be hurting more and more, Xia Lan put down her pen, rubbed her temples, and her eyes drifted to the newspaper again.Unexpectedly, she is also pregnant...

Turning around the leather chair, he forced his gaze out of the window.Last night, he hugged her tightly and repeated in her ear over and over again, "Can I still love you again?"

Unconsciously laughed lightly, almost, she was about to give up her original persistence; almost, her heart was about to be shaken; almost, Xia Lan was about to become a joke again.

Fischer International.

Ji Yan rushed towards him like a gust of wind, pushed open the door, and went straight to the man who was also stuck in the leather chair.

"Jue, why did you come back to An Yinuo again?"

Fei Sijue turned around, slightly closed his dark eyes, and said slowly, "She's pregnant."

Ji Yan sneered, "Are you sure it's yours?"

That kind of tone that seemed to be a man of An Yinuo made Fei Sijue frowned, "What do you want to know?"

"You don't care if the child she conceives is yours. Now that you're divorced, you have nothing to do with her! Jue, stop lying to yourself, you don't love her at all!"

He said lightly, "If it's someone else, I don't care at all. But," he looked directly at Ji Yan with a low voice, "a woman who has been let down by me and is willing to block a bullet for me , I can't be such an asshole!"