Chen Jingyuan listens to Anyan's words, his face is inexplicably wrong, and Anyan is worried. He touches Chen Jingyuan's forehead. Chen Jingyuan pulls it down with a smile and holds it in his hand. Anyan laughs and withdraws his hand. Chen Jingyuan looks like a meal, turns his wrist, grabs her hand, clasps his fingers, and clasps it in his heart.

It's not the first time for them to touch each other's body. But after that time, Anyan never let him hold hands again. It was a common thing to hold ten fingers together, but it's not suitable now. Anyan forcibly withdraws her hand, clenches it into a fist as if nothing happened, looks at the place calmly, and doesn't know where to look. She says in her heart: "Jingyuan, do you know that only lovers can hold hands like this? Before, she was willing to let him hold hands. That's because in her heart, even if he doesn't love her, she also considers him a lover and a lover.".

But now, she doesn't want to get along with him so vaguely. She loves him and wants him to love her. In this feeling, she doesn't want to be so passive anymore. She wants to be happy with each other.

Now that they are not lovers, or have not reached that point, they should not be close to each other. Now, Chen Jingyuan is in her heart, just a playmate of childhood and childhood, who is her closest partner and most intimate friend. And friends should not be so close.

Chen Jingyuan looks at his empty hand. The wind in the night sky blows through the palm of his hand with the cold and humidity of the night. When the wind passes the palm, it's really cold. It's more like a cold ice passing through the palm.

Chen Jingyuan knows that Anyan has changed a little that she is not as free and unrestrained around him as before, and she will not let him hug and kiss herself.

Chen Jingyuan lowered his eyebrows and suddenly missed the woman who had a charming smile in order to tease himself. He suddenly missed the enchanting and amorous feelings between her eyebrows.

Chen Jingyuan remembers that even if he and Anyan didn't meet each other, he would send some letters from time to time. There were endless topics and endless words. It seemed that the letter couldn't write down at all. When two people meet, they always talk about many things from all over the world. They are together all day long. Even if they don't do anything, Anyan is also very happy.

But now, she really abides by her words, retreats to the limits of her friends, and is only a friend. No more ambiguous words, no more charming and seductive smiles, no longer the real feelings she sometimes reveals, even if he is seriously injured and just woke up, all as he wishes.

But he knew what it was like. These five years, in fact, how happy he is, but at the same time to give an Yan, but unwilling and lonely, guess and hesitation, he knows that he is selfish, so now alone swallow this loneliness and heartache.

These five years are the happiness he stole. Knowing that it's unfair to Anyan, he accepted Anyan's love and all her care and love, but he never had any return. He is so selfish.

An Yan's eyes slightly raised, and saw the candle fire on one side, burning quietly, so calm, "spring silkworms to the end of the silk, wax torch into gray tears before dry." She really didn't have such a great, unrequited effort.

Anyan remembers that her aunt once said that people always inadvertently magnify their unwilling, angry, sad, painful and other emotions, always thinking about how bad they are, why they think that others can't do what they want, why they don't love themselves, why they want to break up, why they can't live forever. When I think about it like this, I've been drilling for a long time, thinking about why. But at the same time of amplifying their own pain, if we can think of people who are more painful than ourselves, maybe we can achieve a balance. But Anyan thought, at this time, who should I think of? Bei Yan Xi? Or, ye Yuning? Both of them are beggars.

Anyan suddenly remembered that he didn't know what she would think after she came here, but Anyan didn't care. Anyway, she came here, who didn't know for Chen Jingyuan.

Anyan has always been clean and tidy, and doesn't want to drag the mud, but Chen Jingyuan is in danger. She has been used to worrying. She must accompany him when he is in danger. Five years later, everything of that person is engraved in the bone. You can't erase it if you want. She can't see Chen Jingyuan in danger but she's indifferent. Even if she really decides to let go, Chen Jingyuan and her can't be lovers. But for many years, they have been lovers like brothers and sisters. For Yu Anyan, apart from love, she and Chen Jingyuan can still have many ties, She can't do it without asking. What's more, now, what she wants is to get Chen Jingyuan. Now, is it a chance to enter? An Yan suddenly smiled.

Silence is only a matter of a short time. Neither of them is a stickler of small things, and they are good at hiding their emotions. No matter they are lost, sad, rejected or wandering, both of them clean up in a short time.

Chen Jingyuan sat up and leaned against the bed to look at Anyan. Anyan smiled just now, and the dimples on her cheek appeared. Chen Jingyuan thought to himself that he was seriously injured now, but she still laughed, and then unconsciously poked Anyan's dimples.

Anyan waves to open it and pushes Chen Jingyuan for a while, which is the strength of joking. Unexpectedly, she pushes Chen Jingyuan to the bottom and directly lies down on the bed without moving.

Anyan pursed her lips, leaned forward and poked at his cheek. "Hey, get up, don't pretend. When are you so delicate, I can push you down."

"Chen Jingyuan? Chen Jingyuan

Shocked, she quickly sat down beside the bed and helped Chen Jingyuan up.

As soon as he picked up Chen Jingyuan, he opened his eyes and looked at her with a banter. "Scared?"

An Yan is furious and punches him lightly in the face. "Asshole!"

Chen Jingyuan hurriedly raised his hand to block it, smiled and held Anyan's hands. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's my fault. Don't face where you are going."

An Yan is very angry. He hits him with one fist, then another. Chen Jingyuan holds an Yan's wrist and pulls her on the bed. He holds her hands and feet and says with a smile, "are you really angry?"

"Go away!" Under the rage of an Yan, he didn't plan to stop. As soon as he broke away, he split over. Chen Jingyuan smiled and didn't stop. An Yan hurriedly collected his strength and stopped when he was about to split.

There was a flash of anger in Feng Mou. She thought that Chen Jingyuan was really hurt. He just woke up. He must be very tired and ill. She was unprepared when she was with her. She really thought where she hurt him.

Is this something you can joke about? He just lay there motionless, didn't he know how scared she was? He even joked about it. Does he know what it means to her? She was so angry with him for the first time.

"An Yan, don't be angry, will you?" Chen Jingyuan said in a low voice, he is much taller than Anyan. The whole person covers Anyan and blocks the dim light of the candle light. Anyan only sees the burning light in his eyes, "don't be angry with me, OK?" I don't know if it's the relationship of vision. She saw a thick sadness in him. Her sinister thoughts became more and more serious. She could not help holding his shoulder. "You get up first, you die again."

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