She threw out a piece of clothing in her hand and shouted in a slight collapse, "Xiang Weichen, what ear do you hear me say you are leaving you! Which eye did you see me with another man! Hum?"

What are you going to do now? Are you still lying to him? That phone call means everything? Where did she not come back for three days with him?

The corners of his lips were bent, and the ironic curve made Ye Yihan feel particularly dazzling. He had never had such an expression...

Xiang Weichen took a few steps back in a daze, but his clothes were all stuck to his body but he didn't feel anything. He felt a wave of chill coming from the depths of his heart.

After a while, looking at her angry look, he asked softly, "Ye Yihan, you still love him, right?"

He? This made her face sink instantly, and her face turned pale. He was talking about Dongfang Hao.

Do you love him? This question made her heart suddenly unable to find the direction. She really forgot in just a few months...?

Otherwise, why are you thinking about Xiang Weichen these days? Otherwise, why would you feel guilty because you lost your phone and couldn’t contact him? Otherwise... how could you gradually get used to his existence and slowly accept him?

All her reactions were taken into consideration by him. Sure enough, she still loved him... Her reaction had already explained everything, and he still couldn't replace him...

It hurts... it hurts very much, but I don't know where it is. I want to look for it but can't find it. This feeling began to spread to all limbs. He continued to retreat and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I overestimate myself... I don't blame you."

Haha—He thought he could do it, and used all his to warm her already cold heart and let her bloom for him again.

But the result is this.

Turning around, leaving without hesitation, but just leaving the bedroom and going to the study.

She suddenly leaned against the wall with her limbs weakly. Have she really fallen in love with him? No...how could she be? She has loved Dongfang Hao for three years. How could she be moved by other men in these few months?

I don’t know how long she sat down, but she slowly stood up against the wall, then walked out of the bedroom, looked at the direction of the study with beautiful eyes, then turned to the living room, opened the door, and closed the door with a 'slam'.

Then she rushed downstairs at an extremely fast speed. It was still raining in the sky, and it was even becoming increasingly heavy. She stood in the rain curtain and looked up at the dark sky.

Drops of raindrops like needles were pricked on her face, as if this moment was much better than before.

It seems... she has really changed her mind.

I just came back with my tired body, but I couldn't wait to throw myself into his warm arms, wanting to hear him say all kinds of comforting words, and want him to hug her tightly.

The moment she opened the door, her heart suddenly became cold. If it really doesn't matter, why are you running away?

"Xiang Weichen..."

The gentle voice was heard by her only one person.

"Is this interesting?" The sarcastic words were even colder than she had just now, making people tremble in their hearts.

Turning around, he stood in front of the glass door, his black eyes locked her tightly without a trace of warmth, and his tall and tall body stood there. Even if it was not close or far away, he could still feel the chill emanating from his body.

She stood in the rain and was wet with the rain. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he had to stand in the distance and wait, because he knew that what she needed was not him.

Seeing that she was unmoved, he made a harsh statement again, "Who will take care of you when you are sick? Is he? Don't even think about it. I once said that since you have chosen, there is no room for regret. I will not let you go, unless - I die. Do you want to leave me and go to his side? Ye Yihan, I tell you, don't think so."

Her big eyes were filled with water, and her grievance and pitiful appearance pierced his heart like a sharp knife. He put his face away and looked around. Just as she was about to turn back, she moved and crashed into his arms with huge force.

Her little hand hugged him tightly and buried her face in his chest. Even though it was already wet and even if the temperature was cold, she felt warm.

His body stiffened and his face became a little ugly. What is this? Just as he was about to push her away, her low voice came into his eardrums, shaking his nerves, "A Chen... Grandma passed away, she doesn't want me anymore..."

Tears were mixed with raindrops into his chest, and the cold and heat stimulated his senses. This time it was really shocked. He felt that he had lost the function of speech at this time.

I raised my hand and didn't know where to put it.

"Achen, grandma is gone. She once told me that she would be with me for the rest of her life and accompany me for the rest of her life, but she still left and wouldn't want me anymore. Will you do that?" Her small body trembled and leaned against his arms, just for the warmth and sense of security every minute.

She cried louder and louder, as if she wanted to spread this sadness, but the face of her grandma left was still engraved in her mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.

He raised his hand tremblingly, forgot what had happened before, raised his hand to stroke her already wet hair, and asked her gently, "When did it happen?"

"The day before yesterday..."

The day before yesterday? So where were she in the past three days? Because of this sentence, his heart seemed to be resurrected, and there was an uncontrollable excitement in his heart...

It was really contradictory, because she was not with Dongfang Hao, so he was happy, but he also paid a huge price, and her grandmother passed away.

I heard her say a few words before that grandma is the best person to her in the world, and she will never forget it in her life... At that time, he still remembered him saying, "From now, I will still..."

Because she was afraid that she would get sick and catch a cold again, she immediately picked her up and took her home, and she kept hooking his neck and drilling into his neck.

The breath sprayed on his neck made him unable to control it, but he still held it back to her injured appearance.

He took her a hot shower and lying on the bed wrapped in a bath towel. He changed his clothes and threw them into a fully automatic washing machine, and walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

I walked to her and touched her forehead. I felt a little hot. I thought about it and brought a cup of hot water to her lips for her to drink, and then got into the quilt and hugged her over.

She retreated a little, a little awkward and refused to lean in again. Xiang Weichen frowned and asked unhappily, "What's wrong again?"

She was indeed a little uncomfortable just now, but now she is much better, so she remembered the scene she saw when she first entered the door, and it was still a little... wrong! It was extremely uncomfortable.

"Annoyed." She threw the word "that" to him.
Chapter completed!