Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

Han Xiyou helped Lu Ning out of the outpatient building and went directly to the parking lot. As soon as he got in the car, he called Lan Jia again or turned it off. For some reason, he suddenly felt flustered.

As soon as the car got out of the underground parking lot, it was suddenly surrounded by crowds. Han Xiyou was startled and stepped on the brakes.

Dozens of reporters held up their microphones and slapped on the car windows while chattering nonsense. Han Xiyou frowned irritably, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Han Xiyou, may I ask if the old relationship between you and Meng Lin really rekindled?"

"May I ask if the marriage certificate from the previous press conference was fake?"

"Do you have anything to say about the scandal in the morning? Is the marriage for real? Who is the mistress between Meng Lin and Lan Jia?"

Han Xiyou felt that his anger had reached the tip of his nose and was about to rush to the top of his head. What the hell are these people talking about?Morning gossip?Where did the scandal come from that he stayed in the hospital this morning?

In the morning, gossip... Han Xiyou was stunned, thinking that Lan Jia's phone had been turned off, and instantly felt that a basin of ice water had been poured on her, making her head to toe cold.

He opened the car door vigorously and sat in. He didn't care about the people in front of him and started the car directly. The people outside scattered in fright, still cursing and swearing.

"Meng Lin, read today's entertainment news for me! Hurry up!" Han Xiyou shouted at Meng Lin with a livid face, his heart beating out of rhythm.

When he saw the mobile phone that Meng Lin handed over, he panicked. Lan Jia must have seen it too. The news had been sent out a few hours ago, and he only knew it now, damn it!

Lan Jia's cell phone will never be turned off, unless he is really angry, if he really leaves, then... what should he do?Where should he go to get him back?

With one foot on the ground, the car sped out at high speed, and a bus next to them narrowly passed by their rear. Han Xiyou was in a complete mess. He just wanted to go home quickly. He wanted to see Lan Jia, see you soon to that person.

"Ting Wen! You're crazy!" Meng Lin grabbed his seat belt and leaned over to try to stop him, "Do you want to die when the traffic is so dense? Han Xiyou! Stop for me!"

"Shut up!" Han Xiyou shouted, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

Meng Lin suddenly felt that he didn't know this person anymore, the man in his memory... shouldn't be like this.

All the way back to Han Xiyou's apartment without any danger, Meng Lin watched him crazily tear off his seat belt and rushed in.

"Xiaojia!" Han Xiyou's hand holding the key was trembling slightly, and the moment he opened the door, there was a slight smell of rice in the room, but no matter how much he shouted, no one responded to him.

The bed in the bedroom was neatly made, and Han Xiyou bumped around like a headless chicken until he saw the card on the coffee table in the living room, which he used to buy things for Lan Jia, why was it left here now.

Han Xiyou held the card in his hand, grabbed the phone and called Zhang Qin, "Sister Qin, is Xiao Jia in Xianyin? The scandal in the morning, I, I don't know, he..." Han Xiyou found that he was already incoherent, he just wanted to Said it wasn't true, he couldn't find Lan Jia.

On the phone, Zhang Qin said in a deep voice: "You come to Xianyin first." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Han Xiyou was stunned and rushed out. Meng Lin, who was standing by the car, watched him get down and sat back in the car silently. He wanted to know how much Han Xiyou cared about that person.

Zhang Qin didn't say that Lan Jia wasn't there, but he meant that maybe he was. Han Xiyou calmed down a little after thinking this way, and drove all the way to the entrance of Xianyin, Meng Lin followed him into Xianyin.

When Han Xiyou ran to the dance practice room, he saw the familiar thermos bucket on the floor and three people with different expressions.

"Where's Xiaojia?"

Zhang Qin shook his head, "Xiyou, what happened this morning, Xiaojia..."

"That's not true! What's wrong with Xiaojia? Is he no longer playing strings?" Han Xiyou asked anxiously while grabbing Zhang Qin's arm.

Lu Ning walked over and opened his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Ting Wen! Calm down!"

"How do you want me to calm down! I can't find him! I can't calm down..." The veins on Han Xiyou's forehead became very clear as he roared.

He rubbed his face and strode towards the door, An Yuan hurriedly grabbed him, "Why are you going?"

"I'm going to find Xiaojia, I want to get him back."

"You're crazy! Where are you going to find him?"

Han Xiyou turned around and pushed An Yuan violently, and An Yuan lost his balance and carried it directly.

"Don't worry about me!"

Han Xiyou took a few steps to the door, but suddenly sat down by the wall with his head in his arms. Yes, the world is so big and the sea of ​​people is so vast, where can he find people back?

Lan Jia looked at the tears in Han Xiyou's eyes that were falling unexpectedly. He ran to the door and slammed on the door, shouting his name.

"Hee Woo! I'm here! Hee Woo!"

Han Xiyou foolishly raised his head, stumbled and ran out looking for the voice, Lan Jia's voice was close at hand, and there was only a door between them.

When Zhang Qin, Lu Ning and An Yuan chased them out with the keys, the door had already been kicked open by Han Xiyou.

Lan Jia threw herself into Han Xiyou's arms and hugged him, feeling so guilty that she would die.

"That's great, that's great..." Han Xiyou kept tightening his arms, hugging him tightly, it's great that he's still there.

Lan Jia's shoulder was hurting from the strangulation, but he didn't say anything, but stroked Han Xiyou's back, as if he was comforting a child who had a nightmare.

"Xiyou, I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I will never do it again." Lan Jia raised her head and kissed his chin.

Han Xiyou kept shaking his head, "It's my fault, those scandals are not true, trust me, I didn't kiss him, I just helped him unbuckle his seat belt, trust me, Xiao Jia, trust me."

Meng Lin looked at everything here from afar, and felt as if a big hole had been opened in his heart to let in the cool breeze. Maybe the so-called bargaining chip in his hand was never a bargaining chip, maybe it was destined that he would not win from the very beginning.

This time he really gave up, not to that person named Lan Jia, but to Han Xiyou's love for him.

There was no sound in the room, Han Xiyou just hugged Lan Jia without moving, his head buried deeply in his shoulder.

Lu Ning consciously made a big joke and secretly led An Yuan away. Zhang Qin stared at the two culprits and waved at him with a smile. She felt that she had boarded a thief ship.So she backed out very consciously and closed the door, leaving room for the two people in the room.

"Xiyou." Lan Jia called him in a low voice, and patted his back.

"Let me hug you again, I'm scared to death."

"I'm sorry, I won't make such jokes in the future."

Han Xiyou raised his body and kissed him lightly on the mouth, "Well, it will not be allowed in the future, this kind of joke will kill people."