My late husband is back in a different vest

Looking at Xia Shengsheng's intoxicated face like this, Xi Yan's heart became warm. For the first time, he saw a different Xia Shengsheng. He didn't have a strong disguise, let alone a gentle appearance. On the contrary, he was fascinated. The heartbeat doesn't stop.

"Xi Yan, let me ask you." Xia Shengsheng said, her voice was low but irresistible: "Since when did you notice me?"

"A long time ago." Xi Yan replied, her eyes fixed on Xia Shengsheng's face: "I noticed you before you noticed me, you may not have that kind of memory, but four years ago, when you met me At that time, I was attracted to you."

The gentle, lovely, and extremely virtuous and enchanting woman who was usually by Xi Yanshen's side was like a sharp hedgehog in front of him.

Those thorns were all sent towards him. Even if Xi Yan wanted to avoid it, it was still useless. After all, in his eyes, Xia Shengsheng not only threw the thorns at him, but also anyone.

"I approached you to investigate what kind of woman you are." Xi Yan continued, his cold fingertips were already warmed by Xia Shengsheng's hot cheeks: "Because of you, I have investigated many, many people and thing."

Leaning slightly, looking at the woman close at hand, Xi Yan didn't dare to touch her soft lips again, he was not good enough, how could he do anything to such a woman?

Just when she was about to get up, Xia Shengsheng stretched out her hand and pulled him past, with soft eyes: "Don't go, stay with me, it will be fine in a while, I won't make trouble for no reason, just stay with me for a while."

The voice was very low, but Xia Shengsheng's eyes, like twinkling stars, kept emitting dazzling brilliance in them. After a while, Xi Yan's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to tear Xia Shengsheng's eyes away. Hand said: "Okay, I will accompany you."

Sitting on the side of the bed again, Xi Yan's gaze became gentle, looking at Xia Shengsheng beside her, every move was filled with love for Xia Shengsheng, and he held her hand carefully.

His eyes hurt a little, Xia Shengsheng narrowed his eyes, and said, "Xi Yan, I found that you and Xi Yanshen are very similar, at least in terms of personality."

Looking at the ceiling, Xia Shengsheng's spirit had already become sleepy, and he didn't know why, but he wanted to sleep very much, very much.

Listening to Xia Shengsheng's words, Xi Yan's eyes were attracted, and he seemed to be muttering to himself: "It must be like, after all, we are the same person."

But there is no way for Xia Shengsheng to hear such light words. Seeing Xi Yan muttering to herself, she also frowned dissatisfied: "Why are you acting so unhappy? I said that the person who has passed away , makes you feel bad luck?"

Xia Shengsheng thought it was ridiculous, so many years had passed, but there was always a place in his heart, it was Xi Yanshen's appearance, even if that half mask covered Xi Yanshen's face, in Xia Shengsheng's eyes, that was the most handsome appearance.

Blinking her eyes, Xia Shengsheng continued: "It doesn't matter if you really don't want to say it, I'm very sleepy now, you stay with me for a while, and you can go when I fall asleep."

"Yes." Xi Yan agreed and stood by Xia Shengsheng's side.

Seeing her gradually falling into a drowsy sleep, Xi Yan looked into her sleepy eyes and said, "Xia Shengsheng, you lied to me about many things, including your previous personality."

"I once asked you to stay because of your appearance and personality, but I never thought that the real you is a thousand miles away from what I imagined, but I just can't hate you."

Stretching out her hand, she carefully brushed the broken hair on her face. Xia Shengsheng slept peacefully, her small face was full of peace, as if she was having a good dream, and she smiled from time to time.

"In the past four years, I have never left you, but your personality change makes me unacceptable, so I reject you, but I don't hate you, you know?"

Xia Shengsheng couldn't answer, and that's why Xi Yan said such words. After all, there will be no such opportunity to confide in Xia Shengsheng next time. If Xia Shengsheng knows that Xi Yanshen is her, then it may not be possible to escape. able to escape.

Xi Yan's heart was like a transparent mirror, he stood up again, and walked out the door, but soon, he heard Xia Shengsheng whisper: "Don't go..."

Looking back, only Xia Shengsheng was asleep, and for some reason, Xia Shengsheng could feel her leaving. It seemed that she was still a young child in her heart.

Carefully closing the door, Xi Yan did not stay by Xia Shengsheng's side too much. After all, the two infected each other, which would only make the condition worse and get out of hand.

With brisk steps, he strode into the study. As soon as Xi Yan entered the room, he saw a notebook on the table. This was the place Xia Shengsheng never let Xi Yan in.

After all, in Xia Shengsheng's eyes, everything here still belongs to Xi Yanshen, and Xi Yan is just a tenant. Since he is here, he must abide by the most basic rules of living as a tenant.

Walking in a familiar place, Xi Yan stepped forward and picked up the thick notebook, which contained many photos and Xia Shengsheng's delicate handwriting. He wrote all his emotions in this thick notebook.

With gentle eyes, Xi Yan flipped through the pages. The words and sentences above expressed Xia Shengsheng's mood in the past, and also expressed Xia Shengsheng's current feelings.

No wonder I had to let myself in. It turned out that there was still Xia Shengsheng's diary in this place. Although she didn't write it every day, the photos and words in it still aroused Xi Yan's curiosity.

A photo slipped out when Xi Yan was not paying attention, and he grabbed it quickly with his eyes and hands, and the photo on it was Xi Yanshen with a serious expression, measuring his face and looking at the book in his hand.

Behind the photo is a sentence written by Xia Shengsheng: The light in life.

Seeing such words, Xi Yan frowned. He knew that Xia Shengsheng had not lived happily in the past, but he did not expect that Xia Shengsheng actually regarded Xi Yan as the dawn of his life.

So, didn't Xi Yanshen's death leave an indelible psychological shadow on Xia Shengsheng?

The more he thought about it, the more guilt felt in Xi Yan's heart, and he quickly stuffed the photo back into the book. He sat on the office chair with a headache.

What should I do, now I can't tell Xia Shengsheng clearly about my identity, but Xia Shengsheng, that ghost girl, will find out sooner or later, maybe she will fight with herself at that time?
But no matter how he thought about it, Xi Yan still decided to hide everything he knew first. If Xia Shengsheng really wanted to hit him, then he wouldn't fight back. It would be good to let Xia Shengsheng be happy by himself.

The sunlight refracted into the room, but Xi Yan's smile disappeared like a fleeting epiphyllum.