divorce?Think beautifully!

Too many things have happened in M ​​City recently, Chu Heng received the news one by one from the air, and his heart was almost in a mess.

"A Yan," he sat by the computer and called back, "that yesterday..."

"Needless to say, I already know."

The man was sitting on the small sofa by the window reading a book, wearing loose and soft silver-gray home clothes, with a thin blanket on his knees, without lifting his head, and speaking in a neutral tone.

"what?"

Chu Xiaoheng was stunned.

He...he he knows all about it?

what's the situation?I also just received the news, but is this person a prophet?

Chu Xiaoheng stretched his waist, climbed out of the swivel chair, poured a large glass of warm water, and walked to Fang Yan while drinking it.

The setting sun fell, coating this man with a layer of gold, making him look softer than usual.

Chu Xiaoheng grinned, leaned over, and handed over the half glass of water left, "Here, drink some water."

The man looked up and glanced at him.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Chu Xiaoheng blinked innocently, "The doctor told you to drink more water, the inflammation is still there!"

At the end of the sentence, he winked and smiled: "Do you want... Let me see?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift the blanket.

Fang Yan froze, gave him a white look with reproach, raised his hand to pat the paw, and signaled with his eyes: "Will you give me what you left?"

Chu Xiaoheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the big cup in his hand.

Is there anything wrong?

This is a large [-]ml glass. This person has never liked to drink water, and he can't finish it by himself. Why can't we divide it in half?

Chu Xiaoheng patted his head and leaned forward, insisting to squeeze into this small world, belatedly: "Hey...Old Fang, you don't think you dislike me, do you?"

As he said, he gestured, "Look, look, you can't finish drinking such a big glass by yourself, and it will be cold later, why can't you let me drink it..."

"How do you know I can't finish drinking?"

The man snorted softly, but he just got into a fight with this little guy, "What if I run out of drinks? You snatched half of me!"

"This……"

Chu Xiaoheng was a little surprised, speechless and stunned.

There was nothing wrong with these words, and he actually found that there was no way to refute them when he said them.

Seeing this, Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, a little smug.

For the first time, I pressed this eloquent guy on the head.

Chu Xiaoheng held his cheeks and racked his brains for a moment, then suddenly stood up "squeaky" and ran away with the cup "squeaky".

Fang Yan was puzzled, and before he had time to ask him what he was doing, he saw this guy running back with a big glass full of water.

He sat down beside him, and squeezed it hard.

"This is……"

Fang Yan was taken aback.

Chu Xiaoheng approached with a water glass in his hands, with a serious face, "Here, drink it! Be sure to finish it—"

Fang Yan: "..."

"A person who doesn't count is a puppy." Chu Xiaoheng held his head proudly as if he was afraid that he would repent. "Come on, let me feed you."

The man took a deep breath, frowned and recalled, did he ever say that he would drink a whole glass of water?

Two 10 minutes later.

Fang Yan pressed his swollen stomach, his face was cold and clear, but his eyes were squinting at the guy who was on top of him, and he snorted, "Get out of here!"

"What are you doing so fiercely?"

Chu Xiaoheng pretended to move down, but he didn't move completely after moving for a long time, at most he moved in place, "Hey, the doctor said you can't be angry, it's not good for your heart!"

Ai Ci's environment is humid, which is not suitable for this man to recuperate. Chu Xiaoheng is secretly worried every day. Fang Yan's heart burden is already very heavy. If he continues to toss, I'm afraid... something will happen.

He didn't dare to imagine such consequences, let alone bear them.

He knew that Fang Yan didn't care, but if he really came to that step in the end, this person was benevolent and he had nothing to worry about, so what would he do?

Death is easy, once you close your eyes and kick your legs, you don't have to think about anything, but the survivors... what should they do?

Chu Xiaoheng grabbed the man's thin shoulders, rested his chin on his shoulder bone, blinked his eyes, and wandered away.

No matter how playful he was when he sneaked over on weekdays, no matter how coquettish and annoyed he was with this man, there was still no way to completely bury the anxiety in his heart.

He was afraid, afraid that this man would leave him completely one day.

But no matter how scared he was, what could he do?

There was a sudden knock on the head.

"Ouch!"

Chu Xiaoheng yelled exaggeratedly, pouted his lips angrily, and looked fiercely in his eyes, "What are you doing? Are you responsible for knocking me stupid?"

Unexpectedly, the man opened his mouth lazily, said "um" in a nasal voice, and immediately added: "I'm in charge."

"What's more, it doesn't look very smart."

"You..." Chu Xiaoheng couldn't help feeling depressed.

The man's low-pitched laughter overflowed, with a slight vibration in his body, transmitted through his chest.

"Tell me!" After laughing, he closed the book and moved to one side to make room for Chu Xiaoheng, "What news came from M City?"

"Don't you know all about it?"

Boss Chu Xiaoheng was not happy, and a whole group of people stuck to him, wrapping his arms around the man's waist.

After sitting for a long time, I can feel the muscles are a little stiff.

"Speak or not?" The man squinted at him.

"Oh……"

Chu Xiaoheng sorted out the muscle lines on his back for this person little by little, pursed his mouth angrily, and after a while, he said slowly: "Jiang Jiang joined the company and got into a fight with Fang Hao. He made it clear that he wanted to help you Guard Fang, tell me... did she remember something?"

Fang Yan paused for a moment, bent his elbows, and pinched this guy's cheek, "Will she... remember?"

"I don't think it's very likely." Regarding this question, Chu Heng seriously considered it, "I specifically asked a friend to find out about her past, and I also asked someone to help her contact her former doctor. The answer is that there is little hope, Jiang Jiang suffered such a serious injury at the age of ten, and later underwent many skin grafting operations, she has long since completely forgotten that painful memory in her subconscious mind."

A girl who was only ten years old faced such a big change alone when her parents and brothers were away, and she didn't know what kind of shadow the fire... would leave on her.

"I'd rather she never remember."

Fang Yan frowned, "But even if she doesn't remember, I will help her get back everything she has suffered."

No matter what, Jiang Jiang will always be his sister, the little girl who stuck to him every day when he was a child.