two-way mark

Chi Xiye had imagined hundreds of scenarios for meeting Yan Cheng again, but none of them could compare to the haste and thrill at this moment.

The time to meet Yan Cheng's eyes was only a few seconds, but these few seconds were cut and extended countless times, and images of past memories flooded in, and all of them flooded into Chi Xiye's mind at once, leaving behind Yes, it was Yan Cheng's black and white eyes that opened slightly wide because of surprise at this moment.

Chi Xiye's lips trembled imperceptibly. He opened his mouth, but the function of his vocal cords suddenly failed, and he could only make a few breaths.

He closed his mouth, looked straight at Yan Cheng, clenched his fist and opened his mouth again.

But before Chi Xiye could speak, Yan Cheng looked away indifferently, looked at the professor and nodded.

The professor quickly glanced at Chi Xiye without any trace, and led Yan Cheng to take a seat, and waved towards Chi Xiye with one hand behind his waist, signaling him to go over.

Chi Xiye didn't dare to move.

He always felt that he dared to love and hate, and was rarely confused, but at this moment he felt the timidity he hadn't seen for a long time—especially after seeing Yan Cheng's calm, indifferent eyes.

Yan Cheng ignored him like this, did he hate him?Chi Xiye lowered his eyes and stared at the information on the table in a daze: He must be hating him. In the past four years, Yan Cheng must have had a hard time. He may have been regretting and blaming himself, but in the end, he realized that he was not at all. not dead……

This is a total scam.

Chi Xiye closed his eyes, and felt that the thoughts he had after meeting Yan Cheng in the cemetery were a bit ridiculous.

They lied to each other, changed their identities again and again, and hurt each other. What kind of self-confidence did he have that made him feel that he might have a chance to start over with Yan Cheng again?

Just because it was confirmed that Yan Cheng liked him?

But Yan Cheng really likes him who died four years ago?

No matter what... No matter what, Yan Cheng wouldn't like him who told a big lie and pushed people into pain, right?

Yan Cheng is so smart, I am afraid that after seeing him, he immediately figured out the ins and outs.

Otherwise, how could he be surprised for a moment at first, and then ignore him logically?

Chi Xiye was in a trance, but heard footsteps approaching behind him.

He immediately held his breath nervously, and turned his head slowly, only to find that the person walking over was Xi Siqing.

He breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and was a little disappointed.

Xi Siqing frowned and took the materials away from Chi Xiye's hand, glanced at Yan Cheng who was facing away from the corner of his eye, then looked at Chi Xiye worriedly, lowered his voice to the lowest, and asked in a low voice : "Xiaochi? Are you okay?"

Chi Xiye shook his head slowly.

Xi Siqing was still very worried, and said: "If it doesn't work, go out and wait? Just leave it to us."

Chi Xiye stretched out his hand and gently pushed Xi Siqing's shoulder, motioning for him to go with him: "It's okay, don't worry."

Xi Siqing had no choice but to lead Chi Xiye over, pointing his finger under the materials, pointing out a location for Chi Xiye, and distributed the materials to the professor and Yan Cheng himself.

After Yan Cheng took the documents, he nodded his thanks, his eyes paused for two seconds on Xi Siqing's face.

The professor just opened his mouth to introduce the person: "His name is Xi Siqing, and he is also from Mexico City. His research direction is the discussion of the separation of glands and gender differentiation consciousness..."

Yan Cheng nodded while listening, and then said, "I met him by chance."

Xi Siqing smiled and didn't answer, but Chi Xiye looked up after hearing it.

The professor turned his head to Chi Xiye, and Chi Xiye couldn't help but sit upright.

The professor was about to introduce Chi Xiye, but Yan Cheng interrupted first: "Then let's discuss the next project."

Chi Xiye's straight back froze suddenly, and the professor was also stuck. His eyes quickly swept across Chi Xiye and Yan Cheng, nodded awkwardly, and opened the information kindly.

Yan Cheng also brought materials from the foundation.

When communicating with the research office at the beginning, the professor said that there were three people on his side, so Yan Cheng brought four documents, but when he opened his briefcase, he only took three out of it, and handed one to the professor, and one to the professor. One copy was pushed in front of Xi Siqing, and the other was placed in front of his eyes.

There was nothing in front of Chi Xiye.

Xi Siqing frowned again, and Chi Xiye's face turned pale for a moment. Seeing Xi Siqing pressing his hands on the table, he quickly kicked Xi Siqing under the table without thinking, and then gave Xi Siqing a wink. Wishing to shut his mouth and not speak.

Yan Cheng didn't seem to know what happened at all, he opened the foundation information he took out on his own, rubbed his thumb gently on the top of the page, and said after a while: "Let me introduce again, our foundation called..."

Yan Cheng's tone suddenly became very soft, and the name came out from his lips little by little, with a tenderness that was nostalgic: "Chi Xiye Foundation."

After Yan Cheng's voice fell, a strange silence spread in the audience.

Both Chi Xiye and Xi Siqing heard the full name of the foundation for the first time, and they were stunned on the spot by coincidence. Only the professor looked around, and suddenly asked cautiously: "Excuse me...this..."

The professor glanced at Chi Xiye and asked, "This Chi Xiye refers to..."

Yan Cheng smiled, put his finger on the ring and turned around, "It's my wife."

Only then did Chi Xiye notice that Yan Cheng was still wearing a ring.

His mood suddenly became very complicated. Yan Cheng's face would become extremely gentle when he mentioned him, but he ignored him the whole time, and he didn't even want to separate his eyes from him.

A huge sense of gap reverberated in Chi Xiye's heart. He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but speak hoarsely, "Is the wife you're talking about me?"

Yan Cheng glanced at Chi Xiye indiscriminately, as if blaming Chi Xiye for speaking, then moved his eyes away again, and returned to the paper in front of him.

The professor coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Chi, stop messing around."

Chi Xiye didn't listen, and still stared at Yan Cheng, his eyes quickly turned red, as if tears would roll down if he blinked.

Everything is known too late.

Tears quickly condensed in the eye sockets, and finally rolled down as if they couldn't hold them.

In the next second, Yan Cheng raised his head abruptly, the boiling hot tea was overturned, and Yan Cheng's hands were touched, his skin soon turned red.

Chi Xiye immediately reacted, grabbed the brand new wet towel in front of him with one hand, and grabbed Yan Cheng's wrist with the other, and put the towel on it, "Are you all right? Hurry up!"

Yan Cheng seemed to be electrocuted, the moment Chi Xiye's hand touched his wrist, Yan Cheng flicked his hand, then held Chi Xiye's hand tightly, and touched Chi Xiye's hand back and forth. After a few strokes, he stroked the side of Chi Xiye's face again, and wiped off the remaining tears on Chi Xiye's face with his thumb.

"Xiaochi?" Yan Cheng's whole body was trembling, even his voice was unstable: "Xiaochi? Xiaochi?"

"What's the matter?" Chi Xiye put the back of Yan Cheng's hand holding his face, confused by Yan Cheng's sudden attitude, "It's me, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Chi Xiye finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng's strength was very strong, he wrapped Chi Xiye's waist with one hand, pressed the back of Chi Xiye's head with the other, and imprisoned Chi Xiye in his arms.

Chi Xiye hugged Yan Cheng back obediently, delusional that he heard the sound of bones colliding.

After a long while, Chi Xiye felt that his shoulders were covered with warm moisture.

Yan Cheng's body was still trembling, his mouth was pressed against Chi Xiye's ear, and he said hoarsely, "It's you...you are real...not an illusion..."