Zhan Yan yelled hoarsely, but he felt that he had exhausted his last ounce of strength to fight and roar. In the end, he saw Yi Xiao standing by the wall, shedding tears without saying a word. , he really felt very tired.

He leaned against the cold wall, like a deflated ball, limp on the ground, his palm was pressed on the ground, the glass shards of the vase pierced his palm fiercely, gurgling of blood.

Seeing this scene, Yi Xiao couldn't help running to Zhan Yan, squatting down to see his injury, but the moment she touched his arm, Zhan Yan suddenly pushed her away. opened.

His tone was obviously sarcastic, but full of fatigue: "Don't bother Mrs. Li, you'd better go."

The car downstairs blew its horn again, hitting Yi Xiao's heart in excruciating pain.

She leaned on the wall and stood up reluctantly, forced herself to hug Zhan Yan, wiped away her tears, then pulled up her suitcase, turned around and walked towards the door.

Her footsteps were so steady, and when she turned around, she almost didn't think about it.

The wheels of the suitcase rattled, and Zhan Yan's eyeballs moved dully twice. Facing Yi Xiao's back, he said calmly: "Leave the things, and my...engagement ring."

Pausing for a while, seeing that Yi Xiao didn't intend to let go, he smiled: "When we arrive at Li's house, Li Fu will buy you new ones at the exhibition, do you still care about these?"

Yi Xiao looked up, and the two people facing away from each other didn't see the tears streaming down each other's faces. She sniffed, put the suitcase on the carpet, tried to hold back her sobs, and said, "The ring... I lost it, but I'll buy an exact copy and return it to you."

With her hand, she caressed the necklace around her neck, the pendant, and the engagement ring she buried in her heart.

When Zhan Yan heard this, he giggled, and fell to pieces in desolation: "Forget it, it's easier for you to ask Mr. Li to write a check."

Yi Xiao didn't speak, and just stood there, neither turning around nor leaving.

The two of them were silent like this.

The second hand of the antique clock is beeping, every step is full of sadness.

After a long while, Zhan Yan suddenly stood up from the ground. He walked slowly behind Yi Xiao, stretched out his arms, and pulled her into his arms. Yi Xiao's body trembled, but he didn't resist.

As Zhan Yan hugged her like this, she could clearly feel that there were tears dripping down her neck.

Zhan Yan's lips slowly approached her earlobe, his lips trembled several times before he said, "Yi Xiao, you know what are the two things I fear the most in my life?"

"The first one, the person I love, can't protect; the second one, the person I love, is unhappy."

"So Yi Xiao, leave me, just promise me, don't make me afraid for the second time, if it happens again, okay?"

......

Yi Xiao didn't know how she got out of the bedroom, she felt that her three souls and seven souls were all torn apart with Zhan Yan's last words.

The door of the bedroom had been closed by herself, and she had no strength to take another step, so she could only squat on the ground, hugging her body.

On her shoulders, there was still the smell of Zhan Yan.

She can only pretend that he is still there.

They were all crying, but none of them hated each other;

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