Chapter 638

Chen Jingyuan sits in the original place and listens to Anyan's questions, but feels the strength of Anyan's lying on his shoulder, the burning pain from his eyes.

Chen Jingyuan raised his arm, raised it, and slowly lowered it. He has no right to appease Anyan, has he? Now, how can he pacify his face?

Anyan suddenly turns her head and bites Chen Jingyuan's neck. It seems that only with this feeling can she feel Chen Jingyuan's still fresh life.

Chen Jingyuan suddenly felt a pain. There should have been blood flowing out. He had already felt it.

Chen Jingyuan didn't dodge and let Anyan bite him. It seems that only in this way can Anyan be pacified.

I don't know how long it took for Anyan to let go. She raised her head, dried her eyes and looked at Chen Jingyuan cautiously. "Are you still going to say nothing?"

Chen Jingyuan looks at an Yan, a woman who has always been so strong. Even now, her tears are fading, and the light of determination is so moving, "it's true."

"But I want you to say it yourself." Asked an Yan.

"The curse is true." Chen Jingyuan said lightly that his eyes were not gentle, but dead, like dead water, without any fluctuation all year round. "Now if what Danshen said is true, there should be another year."

"So, don't you know?" An Yan calmed down a lot.

Chen Jingyuan pulled up the clothes and slowly adjusted them, "yes, I don't know."

"Is that why you rejected me?" An Yan looks at Chen Jingyuan motionless, and there is some desire in her eyes.

Chen Jingyuan's eyes darkened, like pearls losing all their luster, dark and colorless. "Yes, I don't want to lose you, so I've always been like this. I don't accept it, I don't refuse it. I think you can stay for a few more years."

"Then you decide when to force me to leave?" An Yan is angry extremely counter smile, originally indifferent look in the eyes, seem to have a few minutes helpless.

"Three years later." Chen Jingyuan is honest.

"You've already thought about it, haven't you?"

"Well."

An Yan takes a deep breath. "White peony is the one you want to use?"

"Yes."

"You are selfish." An yanleng said that Chen Jingyuan would not deny it. Yes, he is selfish. Otherwise, how can he delay an Yan for such a long time? He is selfish, so he can get along with Bai Shao in a desperate way. He is selfish, and things will become what they are today.

Anyan's heart has accumulated countless anger. How can this person do this? How can I be so desperate, if she doesn't know, this year's time, or as before? Then a year later, he may die suddenly and leave without saying anything. What about her? What did she think? Even if the white peony, no intersection of women, so delay her, give her hope, finally give her despair? Not all people can bear his unfeeling feelings like her.

An Yan is angry. She squints her eyes and says, "why don't you tell me earlier? If I knew earlier, so many years would not be wasted"

and how many five years she and he could spend. He has spent thirty years, but only six or five years. They have known each other for two or five years, but they have wasted two or five years. Will he spend the last two or five years alone?

"I don't want to die." Chen Jingyuan said that the answer was not what he asked. There were countless questions in Anyan's heart. All his anger was diluted by his saying that he didn't want to die. It was clear that everything in the past was no longer important.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to lose you. Only in this way can I satisfy my greed and grieve you." Chen Jingyuan looks at an Yan and says word by word.

Anyan's heart suddenly hurt, as if stabbed by something. Death, what a light word, what a heavy experience, they can indifferently determine the life and death of others, but their own life and death are not controlled by themselves. Fear, fear, almost everyone's feeling, they carry too much, so they can face death calmly, but Not afraid of death does not necessarily mean to die. She is not afraid of death, but does not want to die. She has so many things to do and so many things not to do. She is not willing to die.

An Yan chuckles. There is not much difference between herself and Chen Jingyuan, right? Is it the same with myself? In a word, I am not selfish, enjoying Chen Jingyuan's tenderness and indulgence, and tasting Chen Jingyuan's despair and bitterness, but I can't help it. Even though I know that he is tangled with white peony, or I am close to him, I don't even feel guilty for white peony. What can I do for white peony? What is even his right to accuse Chen Jingyuan?

Chen Jingyuan reaches out to support an Yan, points his belly to slide on her cheek, and an Yan frowns and slightly droops his eyes. Chen Jingyuan feels very sad for a while, and an Yan's expression is really reluctant to see.

An Yan calmed down for a while, "is there no way?"

"I don't know, at least for these years, I haven't found any way." Chen Jingyuan said calmly, it's not like a person who already knows his own death.

Anyan is silent, and his mind is rolling. Chen Jingyuan looks like he thinks of something. He looks up at Anyan and says, "how do you know?"

An Yan's eyes burst with a flash of streamer, "Chen Qi said, but"

there was a layer of haze in an Yan's eyes, "this pattern, which I have seen and heard from my mother."

Anyan thinks of the Dark Jade that almost killed her. When she saw it, she felt familiar. Now she finally knows why she felt familiar. Chen Jingyuan's birthmark is similar to it. At that time, the conversation with her mother was still clear. The so-called curse may exist.

"Haven't you just seen it?" Chen Jingyuan laughed at himself.

"No." An Yan said coldly, "do you remember that black jade? The pattern on it is similar to that on you, said the mother, which represents a curse. "

"Moyu?" Chen Jingyuan murmured, cold in his heart, no wonder Anyan had an accident at that time.

Anyan thinks of something completely different. If the mother knows about the curse, is there any way to solve it?

"I want to go back. My mother may know about the curse." Anyan said calmly, with some hope in her eyes.

Chen Jingyuan frowned slightly. Even if he knew that it was difficult to untie it, his family had been studying it for so many years. How could it be easily solved?

Even if Chen Jingyuan thought so, he would not say that to Anyan. He chuckled, "OK, but I'll go back in two days. It's late now."

"Leave tomorrow." Anyan said that he didn't give Chen Jingyuan any face.

Chen Jingyuan pursed his lips, looked at an Yan's serious and prudent appearance, nodded, "OK."

Without the previous disputes, Anyan sleeps in Chen Jingyuan's room at night, sleeps on Chen Jingyuan's arm, lies in his arms, and finds a comfortable position to lie down. Chen Jingyuan almost does not move but hugs Anyan in his arms. When he hugged Anyan in the past, he didn't feel very strong. Now two people share the same mind. Anyan is so close, even though Chen Jingyuan No matter how calm, there will be a feeling, but Anyan will be on her way tomorrow, so she just holds Anyan.

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