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"I go out for a while."

I stood up abruptly, and Sun Ning looked at me in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Before I could explain too much, I ran to the stairs, where the angle of the photo Yang Chen sent me should have been taken.But when I ran over, I didn't see him. I stopped the waiter and asked that a good-looking customer drove away angrily.

I bowed my head to call him, but was hung up directly, and I sent a message and there was no reply.

If this matter is not explained clearly, who knows what Yang Chen will do... When I looked up, I found Sun Ning followed, and she looked at the empty corridor with some doubts: "What happened?"

"...It's nothing." I turned to her and tried to force a smile, "Go ahead and play, I have something to do first."

She asked, "Are you in a hurry? You didn't come by car, do you want me to take you?"

"No need. You had a drink just now, remember to find a substitute driver when you go back." The wind outside was a bit chilly, and Sun Ning was still wearing a thin skirt. I took off my coat and put it on her shoulders, and said hurriedly, "I'm leaving." gone."

"Xu Junyan!"

When I went down the stairs, Sun Ning suddenly called me.I was really not in the mood to turn around and listen to her, so I pretended I didn't hear her, and walked out quickly to stop the car.

"Where is sir going?"

When I got into the taxi, the driver asked me, and I gave a place name without hesitation.Even if he can't catch up with Yang Chen for a while, I know he will come back here eventually.

Sitting in the car, I took out the key chain from my coat pocket. Two of the three keys on it were brand new.I picked out one of them and held it in the palm of my hand. Maybe I can use this key to open the door.

After all, that was the place where I lived with him briefly...

It is Yang Chen's home.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view of the city cast a faint light on his handsome and cold face.I took a deep breath: "Yang Chen, can't we have just one... Just one time, can we talk properly?"

When I came back here, I found Yang Chen who was standing quietly in the room with the lights off. He was so dry explaining Sun Ning's matter, but he never said a word.

"I said she was my colleague and we just danced and didn't do anything. And I'm all here, if you don't want to kick me out, just don't keep silent like this, okay?"

Yang Chen finally spoke.

His face was expressionless, and his slender fingers touched the glass: "I didn't do much with her, but I did a lot with others."

I was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, what I wanted to say was: "...It's my fault. But for the sake of the past, please stop with Brother Yucheng and Huaxing's project."

"Are you too lazy to quibble?"

He closed his eyes, and when his long eyelashes drooped, his whole face looked like a quiet and beautiful painting, but I knew what kind of violent soul was contained in this perfect body.When he raised his eyes again, his eyes had become sharp and cold: "This matter has nothing to do with you, it's not up to you to intervene in what I want to do."

"If you want revenge, come at me, don't implicate other people!" I didn't know what to say, "I'm sorry, brother Ke Yucheng is innocent, I—"

"Xu Junyan, how fucking stupid are you?!"

Yang Chen approached me, grabbed my collar, and I could even see the blue veins on his forehead: "Don't be smart, you think you are very powerful when you are played by them. Open your eyes and be careful." Look, is there anyone around you who is sincere to you? What do you think you are?"

"Except for me, you know, except for me, no one has a crush on you! If you continue like this, sooner or later you will die and no one will collect your body!"

"Yang Chen..."

After a long silence, I put my hand on his wrist and let him go, and put my other hand on his cheek.

He was so beautiful, and when he was angry he was like a brilliant diamond.I touched his lips lightly, and I could barely imagine how cruel words this thin, well-shaped lips could spit out.

I said softly, "You don't understand."

You don't understand that you actually care about me.

Even if I cheated and hurt you, and shattered your arrogance severely with despicable means like cheating, you still care about me, who I dance with, and you still acquiesce in meeting me.

But you don't want to say it, you don't tell me that you love me, you just choose to use other means to coerce and humiliate me, and let me crawl under your feet.

Yang Chen, is it not my betrayal that you are angry about, but that I am out of your control?

"I don't understand? Yeah, I don't understand, I don't understand you Xu Junyan!" He sneered, "I really want to get your brain out and see, what are you thinking?"

I was thinking...why I still have love for you to this day.

I know that I should leave your side as soon as possible and find someone as warm as Song Cheng to heal my wounds, but I can't make a choice and let go.

Could it be that just relying on a pretty face can tie Xu Junyan for so many years?

No, it's because you are Yang Chen.

Even just seeing these two words, my heart will really ache for you.

And only until it hurts.

"...My birthday is coming soon." I licked my slightly chapped lips, as if this would ease the dryness of my voice, "You said you can do whatever you want, and you will do what you say, and you won't go back on your word, right?"

The topic changed so abruptly that Yang Chen, who was getting angry, froze for a moment, and I continued: "I'll tell you now."

Yang Chen, Yang Chen.

How many times have these two words been rolled over on the tip of my tongue, like a sour fruit that will never wait to ripen, bitter, hopeless, and dripping with blood.

"Don't threaten brother Yucheng, don't hurt Song Cheng. If you should cooperate, you should continue to cooperate. Don't cause trouble for both of them, and it's not good for your reputation."

I took two steps back and slowly smiled.

Yang Chen.

The Yang Chen who kissed me naked, the Yang Chen whose forehead was blown by the night wind, the Yang Chen who squeezed my cheek with a smirk, the Yang Chen who stroked my back on the hotel bed, took off his small suit and put it on me when he was young. Yang Chen on his shoulders.

Yang Chen.

The brooch on my heart was once carefully placed on the desk by me.It’s not that I can’t own more expensive accessories these days, but it’s still irreplaceable, not because of how expensive it is.

But because it belongs to you.

The sound of the last word dissipated in the dim room, like the frivolous greenery flickering outside the window in a morning.

I said, "Just pretend you never knew me."

"Hello, Xu Junyan."

When I was 17 years old, Yang Chen lazily pointed to a poem on the desk and said, "Read this."

I looked into his beautiful eyes, and thought to myself that he has always been so smart, why did he have to ask others for such a simple line of poetry?

But I like him, so I suppressed the little unknown excitement in my heart, and read it to him solemnly:

"...I'm afraid it's a celestial being relegated to the world, who is only 13 years old. Most of the good things are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle."

"What means?"

I patiently explained: "Although the girl in this poem is as perfect as a fairy, she died at the age of 13 without getting married. Just like the gorgeous rainbow is easy to dissipate, and the precious glass is easy to break, what the author wants to express is Good things are short-lived."

He evoked a casual smile, easily fascinated me: "Even if it's fragile, it's enough to treat it well. If you don't do well, blame it on things?"

"Yes." I said softly, "That's true."

Yang Chen, you don't understand.

Most of the love does not last long, the true love is rare, and the spring is easy to leave.