The fingers that turned over the script were trembling uncontrollably, and An Xuanyi felt that the scenes clearly appeared in her mind, so real and yet so far away.

It seemed that she had seen all of this in a dream before, and it seemed that the story was just too vivid, which made her feel like she was actually there.

The heroine's name is Murong Sisi, and the hero's name is Xuanyuan Nian. Murong, Xuanyuan, why do you think this name is such a coincidence, and their last names together mean Missing.

What a longing, what a deep feeling.

An Xuanyi seemed to understand something. Since Ye Chen is the vice president of MR, the screenwriter of this TV series is most likely someone he knows. Based on this speculation, Xuanyuan Yao is the most likely.

Why he wrote this story was to commemorate the poignant love story between him and Murong Qianqian and let her see how great their love was.

However, how could he be so cruel and let her act out his love for her? It is obvious that this feeling is worse than death, as if there is a dull knife slowly filing on the heart.

An Xuanyi's whole body twitched in pain, she hugged her arms tightly with both hands, and arched her body slightly, trying to curl up together to get some comfort.

At this time, a tall figure was reflected outside the window, and dim light shrouded the whole body, making the facial features more exquisite and perfect.

Xuanyuan Yao stood lonely in the darkness, looking at the body that was gradually curling up, feeling so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He didn't know what she was thinking, and he was afraid of what she was thinking.

This contradictory mentality made him dare not get close. He could only endure the pain and suffering, hoping that one day, at some moment, she would smile and say: Yaoyao, your beauty is back.

His heart hurt more and more. Seeing that figure shaking in pain, Xuanyuan Yao no longer had the courage to hold on. He stretched out his hand, wanting to walk behind her through the glass, and then hold her tightly in his arms.

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Unfortunately, before he could get close, the chandelier in the private room suddenly went out, and everything in front of him was pitch black.

The beautiful violin music circled slowly, like the spring sunshine warming the soul. As the sound of the violin got closer and closer, several small heart-shaped lights lit up in the private room.

I saw Yang Yi holding the violin with one hand and slowly pulling the strings with the other. His clean face outlined a slight smile, so gentle.

Under the dim light, he approached as gracefully as Prince Charming, with an affectionate light in his eyes that almost melted people away.

The violin music is beautiful and deeply affectionate, and it brings to mind a picture of a man narrating his endless love and confessing his love to the one he loves.

After the song ended, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

"Xuanyi, do you like this piece?" Yang Yi put down the violin, only to find that An Xuanyi's curled up body was trembling, "What's wrong with you?"

He quickly hugged An Xuanyi and stroked her head gently, "Did I do something wrong? Xuanyi, don't cry, otherwise I will feel bad."

An Xuanyi raised her head slightly and subconsciously touched her cheek, only to realize that she had cried so much that her face was filled with tears.

"I didn't cry." She forced a smile and pretended to be relaxed: "It's just that the violin music was so beautiful. I was moved."

"Really?" Yang Yi frowned and said happily: "I made this song specially for you. It's called "Ten Thousand Years of Love". I think you will like it."

Ten thousand years of love?

An Xuanyi thought, can a person really love someone for ten thousand years? No matter how many reincarnations they go through, they can still remember each other and fall in love with each other?

She didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't even want to think about it. She just told herself, An Xuanyi, you are very happy now, really happy, so you should enjoy your happiness.

"I like it, I like it very much." An Xuanyi smiled sweetly, then nestled on Yang Yi's chest and hugged him tightly, as if she was holding on to her faith in life.

Listening to the beating of the heartbeat, An Xuanyi lowered her eyes slightly, but out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure turning away, and she was suddenly startled.

Is it him? Is the person standing outside the window just now Xuanyuan Yao?

An Xuanyi felt that she must be crazy because she let go of Yang Yi's arm and ran out desperately.

However, looking at the vast night, she did not find the person she thought about day and night, as if the figure just now was just an illusion caused by her longing.

It turned out that she had always missed him very much. Although she never wanted to admit it, her heart had already made the most direct choice.

If, An Xuanyi asked herself, he turned around to save her, would she be like Yang Yi, choosing to stay by his side silently even though she knew the other person didn't love her?

It's a pity that she can't answer this answer, because Xuanyuan Yao will not look back. She is just a substitute. Without her, there will be others.

"Xuanyi, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yi took her coat and hurriedly followed her out. He put the coat on her body and asked curiously.

An Xuanyi's eyes still fell into the night, and she reluctantly took them back for a long time. Unable to bear the heartache any longer, she squatted on the ground with her arms folded in exhaustion.

Tears burst down the bank and fell coldly down her cheeks into her collar. She sobbed: "I'm so tired. Send me home. I want to go home."

However, the home I really want to go back to is no longer possible.

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Autumn has come, and the withered yellow leaves rustle down when blown by the wind.

An Xuanyi looked through the window blankly at the fallen leaves flying in the sky, wondering in her heart whether it was happiness or misfortune for the fallen leaves to return to their roots.

"Sister Xuanyi, do you want to drink rock sugar pear water now or wait until you finish putting on makeup?" Xiaoli held a thermos bottle next to her, "Sister Xuanyi, sister Xuanyi?"

After shouting several times, An Xuanyi suddenly came back to her senses, "What's going on?"

Xiaoli pouted and said, "People ask you whether you want to drink this now or drink it later?"

An Xuanyi looked at the rock sugar duck pear water she was carrying. Yang Yi had specially asked her to drink it because her throat would get angry easily in autumn. "Then drink it first."

"It's great~" Xiaoli immediately brought a small bowl over and poured it out while saying with envy: "I really envy Sister Xuanyi, she is so happy."

A dead leaf blew in from the window and fell in front of An Xuanyi. She stretched out her slender white hands and gently picked it up and played with it.

"Sister Xuanyi, I heard from Brother Jisen that you are getting married next month. How do you feel now? You must be very excited, right?" Xiaoli took the thermos box back and asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!