After I gave up the small attack all the time

Xie Anhe opened the door and saw Song Yanyi standing at the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, "How do you know where my home is?"

Song Yan was also dressed in a suit, and those who didn't know thought he had just returned from a dinner party.

Song Yan also shrugged, "Is there anyone on the whole network who doesn't know your address?"

Xie Anhe smiled, that's right.

Since he was identified as a suspect and posted on the Internet, the police only said which neighborhood he was in, but did not mention the specific house number, but his home was still discovered by netizens.

"How do you know I'm home?" Xie Yuhe asked again.

"I passed by here and saw someone who looked like you. You didn't answer the phone call, so I wanted to come up to try my luck. Don't you invite me in?" Song Yanyi asked standing at the door.

Xie Anhe thought for a while that it would be good for him to come in, at least if a murderer really came, Song Yan could still be a target, so he turned sideways to make way for him.

Xie Anhe had no time to greet him, and had nothing to greet him, so he went straight back to the bedroom and continued packing his clothes.

Song Yan also wandered around the living room for a while, then stepped in and leaned against the door to look at Xie Anhe, "I... I heard that you were injured, is it true?"

Xie Anhe didn't need to explain so much to him, whether he believed it or not, he didn't reply.

The story made up by the police can fool others but not Song Yanyi, Xie Anhe is a gay girlfriend, and Xie Anhe has been with him for the past two years, did Xie Anhe have a girlfriend behind his back? Song Yan also knows best.

Xie Yuhe doesn't like women, and he respects women more than anyone else. He won't lie to a woman that he is straight so that he can get married.

But Xie Anhe not only did not object to the police's statement, but also posted a microblog to echo it. Although the text was not necessarily posted by Xie Anhe, Xie Anhe must have known about it.

Song Yan didn't know what happened during this period, but there must be something tricky.

"What happened to you? Tell me, I can help you." Song Yanyi said softly.

When the incident happened, Song Yan was also abroad. When he found out about it, he called Xie Anhe many times, but Xie Anhe turned off his phone.

He also sent someone to look for Xie Anhe in private, but he didn't dare to look for it in a big way. He was afraid that the police would stare at him, and if he didn't find it, he would let it go.

After Xie Anhe was cleared of suspicion, Song Yan also wanted to spend money to inquire about Xie Anhe's whereabouts from the police, but he failed.After Xie Anhe went to the police station today, Song Yanyi knew the news and drove all the way from the police station to here.

He didn't meet Xie Anhe by chance, he followed here on purpose.

Xie Anhe smiled, "Nothing happened, as you saw and heard, everything is fine."

Still the same, no matter what he said, he smiled, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Xie Yuhe lost weight, visible to the naked eye.

Xie Yuhe must have suffered a lot during this time.

Song Yan also looked at Xie Anhe who was in a hurry to pack up his things, and asked, "Where have you lived these days?"

"A friend's house." Xie Anhe tidied up his clothes indiscriminately, got up and went to the bathroom to get some toiletries, as if he was about to run away.

"Which friend?" Song Yan also asked.

Xie Anhe smiled, "You don't know each other."

Song Yan also walked over and held Xie Anhe's wrist, Xie Anhe broke free instantly, with an expression that you don't want to touch me.

"Okay," Song Yan also raised his hands and stepped back. He thought that Xie Anhe had only become sensitive after experiencing this incident, so he said, "Don't be afraid, I just want to help you, you know, with my capable enough to help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yuhe's cell phone rang, Xie Yuhe glanced at it was Xing Tan's phone.

He will not miss Xing Tan's calls, but Song Yan is also there.He felt a little sorry for Xing Tan, and for a while he didn't know whether he should pick it up or not.

After a brief hesitation, Xie Anhe took a deep breath, picked up his phone and walked towards the living room, "Hello."

"Have you finished packing? I'm downstairs." Xing Tan said.

"Are you downstairs?" Xie Anhe glanced back, Song Yanyi just came out, he was afraid that Song Yanyi would speak, covering the microphone and said, "Oh, you don't need to come up, I'll go down now."

Song Yan also frowned, he knew who Xie Anhe was calling without asking him.

This expression and tone must not be friends, but more like... Song Yan was furious and silently clenched his fists.

Xie Anhe quickly hung up the phone without saying a word, and wanted to go back to the room and pull up the suitcase to leave, but Song Yanyi pressed him against the wall as soon as he reached the door, "Who are you calling?"

"It has nothing to do with you, let me go." Xie Yuhe didn't want to fight him, and said without emotion.

"Who is he? Your new benefactor?" Song Yan also asked excitedly.

Xie Anhe smiled at him, "My love."

love... lover?

Xie Anhe never used these two words to describe himself, nor did he describe anyone.

Lover... Song Yanyi could hear the word "love" from Xie Anhe's mouth one day, and even use "lover" to describe the other party, Song Yanyi couldn't believe what he heard.

During the time when Song Yanyi was petrified, Xie Anhe took his tough hand out of Song Yanyi's palm, took a step and was about to leave, when his elbow was restrained, a shadow covered him, and Song Yanyi lowered his head to kiss him .

Xie Anhe didn't let him succeed and pushed the person away forcefully, Song Yanyi's calf hit the corner of the bed, and he staggered in pain.

Xie Anhe took a step back and kept a relatively safe distance from him, "Song Yanyi, we have already broken up, you should respect yourself."

He walked over and bent down to pull the suitcase up, but at this moment Song Yan, enduring the pain, rushed over and pressed him on the bed, pressed his knees against his legs, and forcefully separated his legs, "I won't allow that." If you find someone else, you belong to me, and you can only belong to me!"

As he spoke, he wanted to push down his relatives again, but Xie An and raising his leg were just kicks.

Song Yan also let go of his hand in pain, "Xie An and you..."

"Please behave."

Song Yan also looked at him in surprise, seeing determination and... disgust in the latter's eyes.

Xie Anhe turned and left without any emotion, Song Yan also called "Xie Anhe" name outside the door, but the dull sound of closing the door responded to him.

After Xie Anhe left, the room returned to its initial calm. Song Yan also thumped the bed twice, and when he raised his head, his eyes were full of anger.

He took out his mobile phone and called the driver downstairs, just wanting him to stop a person pulling a suitcase out, but after thinking about it, he changed his words, "Follow him, I want to know who he went with, live here Wherever you are, report to me anytime!"

……

As soon as Xie Anhe walked into the elevator, he took out his mobile phone and blocked Song Yanyi's mobile phone number, and deleted WeChat.

A good "ex-boyfriend" should be no different from death, but Song Yanyi's behavior is really too tasteless.

As soon as the elevator reached the first floor, Xie Anhe watched Xing Yan waiting for the elevator on the first floor. Xing Yan was calling him, and when he saw Xie Anhe coming out, he hung up, and said with a sigh of relief, "Why is it taking so long?"

Xie Anhe shrugged and said, "There are a lot of things."

Xing Tan reached out to take Xie Anhe's backpack, which was carried on one shoulder, and at the same time pulled the suitcase. The arm carrying the backpack casually rested on Xie Anhe's shoulder, and walked outside together with half arms.

Song Yanyi's driver hurriedly took a few photos and sent them to Song Yanyi, and followed Xing Dan's car all the way out of the community.

When the photo came over, Song Yanyi was lying on Xie Anhe's bed, dreaming while hugging the pillow he used to sleep on. When the phone rang, he touched it and looked at it. After zooming in on the photo, he frowned silently.

What is this shot about? ? ? ?

The photo taken by the driver far away was very blurry. It is estimated that he was also afraid of being discovered, so his hands were shaking when he took the photo. In the photo, only two people can be seen shoulder to shoulder, and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

It's just a photo, but Song Yanyi already knows that the other party's economic strength is definitely not inferior to his own.

Rolls Royce...

Song Yan also snorted coldly, thinking that Xie Anhe was already in his thirties, yet he could still find someone with better conditions than him, this person must be poisonous.

But when he thought of Xie Anhe calling each other the word "lover", Song Yan also went mad with jealousy.

He and Xie Anhe have been together for two years, and they have never walked into Xie Anhe's heart.He knew that he fell in love with Xie Anhe, but Xie Anhe never opened up to him.

Song Yan also knew that Xie Anhe had someone in his heart.

However, what Song Yanyi regrets the most is that he respects Xie Anhe too much and never touched him.Now it seems that he has taken advantage of others.

"Oh, liar."

Song Yan also sent a voice message to the driver: "Send me the license plate number, and you continue to follow."

Two minutes later, Song Yan also received the license plate numbers of Xie An and the new benefactor. He passed on the license plate numbers to the secretary and asked her to check to see who this person was.

At the same time, the two cars drove into the main road one after the other, Xing Tan and Xie Anhe were chatting in the back seat, He Zhe was eating dog food with black lines on his face, and at the next corner, slightly I frowned.

He Zhe had no choice but to interrupt the sweet talk of the two, "Brother Siyi, there is a Mercedes-Benz following us for three blocks."

Xie Yuhe and Xing Yan looked at each other, and Xing Yan asked, "Are you professional?"

"It's very amateurish, it looks like a private car." He Zhe said.

Xie Anhe looked back, this car... this license plate...

"Brother Siyi, what should I do? Could it be the other party's person again, do you want me to call someone?" He Zhe asked.

Xing Tan just wanted to speak, but Xie Yuhe said, "It's not the other party's person, it's Song Yanyi's car."

Xing Tan turned to look at him, "Song Yanyi?"

Xie Anhe knew what Xing Tan wanted to ask, so he took a deep breath, "He came to see me today."

"Find your apartment?" Xing Tan paused, "So it's because of him that you came down late? He..."

"He didn't do anything to me. He just came over to ask me what was going on strangely and if he needed help. I've already refused him." Xie Anhe smiled at Xing Tan, "It's really all right."

Xing Tan pondered for a moment, then said to He Zhe, "Get rid of him."

His expression couldn't tell if he was angry or something, but after Xing Yan said these three words, the car instantly became quiet.