He wanted to fake the illusion that she was still living beside him, waiting for her to come back one day.

Year after year in a faint obsession

But she did come back and broke his fantasy with her own hands.

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two days later.

Ji'an passes through a long corridor with complicated patterns, with retro oil paintings hanging on both sides, and the totem of carpet is luxurious.

Will led the way ahead, looking haggard: "the young master has not eaten for two days. He is very ill and won't let anyone in."

Ji'an's heart hurt like being cut open. He bit his lip and said, "I know, but I don't guarantee that he will listen to me..."

"Young master, of course, will listen to you, as long as you come." Will's eyes were red. He opened the door with one hand. "Go in."

The sound of the broken China came just in time.

A servant with a tray ran out in a panic.

All the curtains in the living room were closed, and a smell of broken medicine spread

"Young master, Miss Ji." Will went up first to ask for credit.

He really can't look down on the young master's depravity. He privately asked Ji An'an to come here.

I thought it would take some effort to persuade her, but when she heard that Shaoxi of Beiming was ill, she immediately agreed to come over.

"She heard you were ill and worried about you. She came to see you."

"Go away..." He was hoarse and powerless. At first he could not recognize his voice.

Ji An picked up the overturned chair, stepped over the leftovers on the ground and walked to the bedside.

At each step, she was like stepping on her own heart, suddenly beating the drum.

"Get out of here, I told her to get out of here!" Beiming Shaoxi suddenly sat up excitedly and pointed to the door. His pale face was red with anger.

Ji'an saw that he had not seen him for two days. He was so sick that his eyes were a little sunken. It seemed that he had not slept for a long time.

A pair of blue eyes full of blood, biting teeth, teeth tight, like wild animals roaring.

"Miss Ji, you can do it. I'm out." Will went out.

Having been with his master for so many years, he knew that Shaoxi would rather hurt himself than touch Ji An's hair.

"You What's the matter? " Ji'an's voice was blocked, and the mist came to his eyes. He asked in a soft voice, "are you sick?"

Beiming Shaoxi angrily closed his eyes and his cracked lips ironically uttered a hoarse voice: "Miss Ji doesn't have to come to mourn before the funeral day."

Ji'an's heart was pricked like: "why do you say that?"

"You don't want me dead!"

"I've been looking for you for a few days. You moved, and you didn't answer the phone I went to the villa by the sea. You are not here

Hearing her hypocritical voice, Beiming Shaoxi felt a headache. If you sincerely look for someone, you can't find it?

She guessed that he had returned to Beiming manor, but she felt too guilty

He was afraid that he really didn't want to see her and disgusted him.

"I want to explain to you that I only regard yechen as my younger brother, which will never change."

"What do you think of him? It has something to do with me." Beiming Shaoxi finally opens his eyes, smiles sarcastically and kisses his younger brother? "Miss Ji wants to go to bed with any man, or she likes to have a mess. She doesn't need to report to me."

"You are really angry..." Ji'an gazed at him closely, and asked carefully every word, "you will be jealous because you still care about me. You care about Do you still like me? " **

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