Suddenly, a stretched shadow fell down, and then it got closer step by step, and gradually saw a human figure with the help of faint light.

Wearing a white shirt, light blue casual pants, and a pair of white casual leather shoes, it is a very clean and sunny look that reminds people of Yang Yi at a glance.

An Xuanyi narrowed her eyes and looked at the man walking towards the Qionghua tree, and then realized with a wry smile that the man was Yang Yi.

He didn't notice her, and stopped under the viburnum tree. Then he stood with his back against the tree trunk, slightly raising his head and looking at the patches of viburnum above his head.

Vaguely, An Xuanyi heard his sigh, which was as light as falling snow. The moonlight hit his cheek, and she could see clearly that his brows were tightly knitted together.

It's really ridiculous. When I used to look forward to meeting each other every day, I couldn't meet him unexpectedly. Now when I can't avoid it, my ghost lingers. The fate is so absurd.

An Xuanyi's lips curved into a wry smile, and she was about to turn around and leave. However, when she was taking steps, she heard the sound of a lighter, and then saw smoke filling Yang Yi's fingers.

He raised his head slightly, and silver light spilled through the gaps between the leaves. Just as the smoke from his mouth fell into the light, it slowly drifted away.

The cigarette burned between his fingers. Every time Yang Yi took a deep breath, the cigarette butt became particularly red, flickering in and out of sight, and the cigarette soon disappeared.

Yang Yi threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on the ground, then took out a second cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The cigarette butt continued to flicker.

An Xuanyi stood there blankly. She didn't know how she looked at Yang Yi with sunshine. She just felt that the memories were too full and the reality was too skinny.

In my memory, this man is clean and sunny, just like a piece of dazzling white A4 paper, without any ink marks or stains on it.

But the man in front of him was smoking cigarettes one after another. His level of greed was like being infatuated with a belief, so sinking.

An Xuanyi felt that she liked Yang Yi in the past because of his cleanliness, which always made the soul clear in the vast sea of ​​people, but now he is obsessed with the taste of nicotine.

But, so what, this person had nothing to do with her for a long time, and she was just watching with cold eyes.

Holding the drink in her hand, An Xuanyi thought that Xuanyuan Yao was still waiting for her in the emergency room, so she bypassed the Qionghua tree and prepared to pick up the path on the other side and go back.

Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps behind her, and before she could react, a big hand suddenly grabbed her arm with five fingers so hard.

"Is that you?"

Yang Yi's voice was trembling, just like every nightmare. He held her hand and asked again and again, are you back?

An Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, then turned around indifferently, "I'm sorry, please let go."

"Is it really you?" Yang Yi threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, like a drunk person, and suddenly pulled her into his arms with both hands, "I knew it was you."

An Xuanyi leaned on Yang Yi's chest. His body did not have the same scent of Qionghua as before, only the annoying smell of cigarettes and alcohol. His chest was no longer warm, but instead made people feel cold all over.

All this has changed after all. He is still him, but he is no longer him. Yang Yi, why are you saying this now, and what is the meaning?

Yang Yi's arms became tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear in the next second. He hugged her and murmured almost in sleep, "The flowers on the road in front of your door are blooming. I walked by there.

Petals fell all over me."

"I saw you, wearing a simple and elegant floral dress. Just like the first time I saw you, your hair fell naturally around your waist, which made me suddenly think that everything was back to the beginning."

"But why can't I go back? Who is that man beside you? Can we really not be together? Why can't you love me once?"

"I stood at the door of your house for a long time. I heard laughter and laughter coming from the house, but I couldn't go in. I could only sit alone on the steps, drinking wine."

"..."

Yang Yi might be really drunk. His words were intermittent and illogical, but An Xuanyi probably understood them.

It turned out that the figure she saw today was not an illusion. Yang Yi was indeed looking at him from afar in the rain of flowers and followed her for a long time.

However, what is the point of saying and doing these things now? Since he has chosen Ni Keer, how can he go back and say those things that he cannot let go of.

If she really had to choose, An Xuanyi would rather Yang Yi let her go completely, which at least proves that he and Ni Ker are in love and not cheating because of hormones.

Because of the latter, she was even more disdainful.

"Sorry, I don't know what you said." An Xuanyi pushed Yang Yi away with all her strength and looked at him with emotionless eyes, "Please don't let me despise you."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at An Xuanyi, a thin layer of mist gradually formed in his eyes, he opened his lips, but many words were choked in his throat.

"I'm sorry." After a long time, Yang Yi bit her lip and said these two words. When he let go of her, his heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and it hurt beyond measure.

The moment he turned around and raised his head, he was stunned again by the trembling figure in front of him.

An Xuanyi followed Yang Yi's gaze and realized that Ni Ke'er was standing in front of her at some point, with a pair of eyes looking at her with vicious eyes.

"Yang Yi, you are absolutely crazy." Ni Ker yelled at the top of his lungs.

This sentence did not receive any answer from Yang Yi, who walked forward step by step in silence.

An Xuanyi was not interested in enjoying this farce, let alone explaining anything to someone like Ni Ker, so she turned around and walked in the other direction.

However, how could a person like Ni Ker let her go? She rushed up like a mad dog and slapped her away, "An Xuanyi, you are a bitch."

"Pa~", a loud slap fell.

An Xuanyi staggered a step, and her high heels accidentally slipped on her foot. She covered her face and felt the world spinning. In her ears, Yang Yi roared, "Ke'er, do you dare to touch her again?"

At the same time, a big hand with clear joints behind her firmly dragged her staggering body, and the faint scent of ambergris filled the air. Without looking back, An Xuanyi knew who it was, so she leaned against his chest with peace of mind.

Ni Kerer took out the hand that was held by Yang Yi and said fiercely: "See, that man is his man. You are nothing. You are my man."
Chapter completed!