awkward

On weekdays, the number of people queuing up in the hospital still hasn't decreased much.

After Chen Mo sent the person to the car, he drove away first. Before leaving, he even allowed half a day off.

Ye Mu was naturally grateful.

After the registration and injection, he dragged his exhausted body home, but he saw someone he never wanted to see again in his life.

In the dark corridor, the sound of footsteps paused for a while, but quickly returned to normal.

Seeing the thin figure gradually approaching, the man spoke lightly.

"Go to the hospital?"

A very common greeting, the voice is still magnetic and deep, because the man is so close, he can even smell the smoke on the man's body.

Ye Mu stood opposite him, lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, the black hair on his forehead covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression, "What's the matter?"

Perhaps because of being too tired, his voice was a little hoarse.

Yan Chen looked down at him, his face was deep and his thin lips moved slightly, "Come and see you."

Ye Mu smiled, a little ugly, and pulled the corner of his lips lightly, "You really can't lie."

Yan Chen leaned against the wall without making a sound, and looked at him quietly, expressionless, "It's good that you know."

Ye Mu looked lonely, and smiled palely, "So, what is it for this time?"

He thought he had forgotten, but he didn't. When he saw this person, his heart still felt a dull pain, as uncomfortable as suffocation.

Yan Chen was silent, lowered his head, lit a cigarette and started smoking, "I heard from Gu Huai that you don't intend to appeal. If you can, please return to me the materials I asked you to keep."

Ye Mu's eyes were slightly sour, and he stared at the floor at the door, dazedly.

After a while, he moved his lips lightly, with a strong bitterness in his voice, "So it was for this... If you don't tell me, I almost forgot."

Yan Chen smoked a cigarette, slightly turned his eyes away from him, his eyes were full of contempt, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Ye Mu turned the key with dry lips, opened the door, walked in, turned his back to him and said nothing.

Yan Chen walked in with him, frowned slightly seeing the mess all over the floor.

Ye Mu put on his shoes, shuffled out a place for him to sit, and said in a slow voice, "Pour you a cup of coffee?"

Yan Chen sneered, leaned over and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, with such contempt in his words, "Why, your attitude changed so quickly, are you trying to curry favor with me?"

Ye Mu stood there with his eyes closed, and the corners of his lips cracked into an ugly arc. Although he had tried his best to pretend, his voice was still weak without dignity, "Remember, we have been together for so long, we I never asked you anything."

Yan Chen looked at him coldly, "So."

Ye Mu lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment. Yahei's long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing forbearance and sourness, "So this time, I beg you to help me."

He didn't want to go to jail, really didn't.

Yan Chen half-closed his eyes, lit another cigarette, his eyes were indifferent, "Give me the things first."

Ye Mu slumped, pursed his lips slightly, turned around and walked into the inner room.

Yan Chen didn't follow, he lowered his head and smoked, his handsome outline was blurred by the curling white mist, making it hard to know what he was thinking.

The tiles in the bathroom were broken all over the floor. Ye Mu was slightly taken aback when he walked in, but he didn't think much when he saw that the file bag was still sealed.

After wiping his face, he picked it up and walked to the living room and handed it to Yan Chen.

"Look, is there anything missing?"

Yan Chen didn't take it, but just puffed on his cigarette. After a long time, his thin lips moved slightly, "Have you opened this file bag?"

"No." Ye Mu said numbly.

Yan Chen remained expressionless, "Why?"

Ye Mu lowered his eyes, with deep black eyes, and said calmly: "I promised you, didn't I."

Yan Chen closed his eyes, frowned his handsome brows slightly, turned his head away from him, stretched out his hand to pull the document, and lit it with a lighter.

Ye Mu didn't make a sound, quietly watching the flames spread until everything was burned to ashes.

"If it was meant to be burned in the first place, why would you give it to me." He moved his lips dully, his black eyes filled with dead silence.

Yan Chen looked at the floor silently, moved his fingers slightly, and said in a low voice, "At first it was to guard against the opponent, but now it is to guard against you."

Ye Mu looked at him, "Defend against me?"

Yan Chen's voice did not fluctuate, "The information here is enough for you to win this lawsuit."

Ye Mu's eyes dimmed, and he continued: "But it will also drag you into the water, right?"

Yan Chen didn't respond, and slipped his Adam's apple with difficulty, "You're not worth my risk."

Ye Mu stood there, his messy black hair covering half of his face, and suddenly smiled palely.

Yan Chen's heart ached for no reason, and he almost involuntarily approached and hugged him in his arms.

Feeling this familiar but unfamiliar contact, Ye Mu blinked several times before realizing that his eyes were blurred.

There were hot tears on his shoulders, Yan Chen's arms were drawn together, and he hugged him even more unconsciously.

It was he who was sorry for him.