Ye Jin walked out of the night calmly, the noisy music gradually disappeared from her ears, and the expression on her face seemed calm. It was as if she maintained her usual indifference towards the outside world as before.
Even facing Xia An.
Xia An returned to work part-time at night. It was a life of her own choice. Ye Jin told herself that she should not care more and was not qualified to care. Before she met Xia An, Xia An also lived such a life.
He had been thinking about this all the way. Rather than being indifferent in his bones, Ye Jin at this time seemed more like trying to convince himself of something. If he really didn't care, why bother repeating it in his heart over and over again.
A lonely and noisy night.
Not walking far, Ye Jin paused. The neon night scene was now in front of her. Her eyes were in a trance and she was thinking. After a while, she turned around and silently returned to the previous hustle and bustle.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Ye Jin saw Xia An again in the crowd.
"She can't move away now, why don't you sit down and wait for a while?"
"Um."
The last time Ye Jin and Xia An met, it was half a month ago. Xia An went to Ye's house to see Ye Wan. The two of them exchanged a few innocuous words and were unusually calm and ordinary.
They treated some past events as if nothing had happened, as if they had done it easily.
Ye Jin stared in Xia An's direction, lost in thought. At the moment, time seemed to have flown to half a year ago.
It was the same as when she first met Xia An. Xia An was sitting next to a booth with a wine glass in his hand, talking and laughing with a man, and from time to time he raised his head and took a few sips of wine.
Even the innocent and bright smile on his face is exactly the same.
But now that Ye Jin understands the story behind Xia An's mask, she still feels that Xia An's temperament is still so incompatible with the surrounding environment.
"How old are you?" The man looked at the girl in front of him with interest.
"you guess."
"I guess eighteen. Aren't you fairies all eighteen?"
Xia An lowered his head slightly and smiled. His bright eyes and white teeth were very moving. Even though he was perfunctory and tired, he could still manage not to show a trace on his face.
But slowly, Xia An's smile froze on her face. Because her eyes were everywhere, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
Ye Jin also guessed that Xia An saw him.
In the bustling environment, with just a glance, Xia An's attention was attracted by that face. Why is she here? In the impression, she has always hated such occasions.
Ye Jin was sitting next to her, not far from Xia An, and he could see the beautiful curve of her mouth when she was drinking with others.
The wine glass was full, but Ye Jin sat upright without taking a sip.
"Can I see you again next time I come?"
Xia An withdrew her gaze, but not her heart. She took a sip of wine absentmindedly, remembering the last time she met Ye Jin, how hard she had worked to make herself look calm and indifferent, but Ye Jin was still
As calm and decent as ever.
Although Xia An told herself thousands of times to let go, it was all over, but when she thought of some things related to Ye Jin, she still couldn't feel truly relieved.
Seeing that Xia An didn't answer, the man asked again, "Beauty?"
"Um?"
"Can I come see you next time?"
Xia An continued to smile, "Of course, just tell me in advance..."
"I will definitely find you next time." The man considered, then slowly leaned towards Xia An and asked flirtatiously, "Are you single?"
The two got closer and closer.
Seeing this scene, Ye Jin, who had been sitting aside for a long time, suddenly stood up and walked to Xia An in a few steps.
Xia An raised his head slowly, and a delicate and beautiful face fell into his eyes. Ye Jin's sudden appearance made the atmosphere slightly awkward.
Ye Jin lowered his head and looked at Xia An, gesturing for her to go out with him.
Xia An didn't respond to Ye Jin. Instead, he turned his head and pretended that nothing happened.
"I have something to tell you." Ye Jin said.
Xia An smiled at Ye Jin, maybe a little distracted, but in such an environment, she could reveal some true feelings, she said, "I don't have time today, let's do it another day."
Ye Jin stared at the other person with a stern face for a while, then took the wine glass from Xia An's hand, and then held Xia An's wrist without letting go.
It's really like the scene when they first met.
Feeling the warmth from the opponent's palm, Xia An was stunned.
What does this mean? Don't you know it's easy for me to think too much? Every time Ye Jin cares about her, even if it's just a little bit trivial, Xia An sensitively thinks it's like it, it's love.
Now that he calmed down, Xia An realized that it was more like paralyzing himself in a fairy tale of his own illusion.
Because I like the other person, I hope to get the same like. When I don't get it, I will look for it from the clues, and then comfort myself and convince myself, look, she also likes me.
But how long can this state last? Xia An admits that she still misses Ye Jin, but she does not regret giving up her relationship with Ye Jin now. When Ye Jin nodded and agreed to the divorce, without a word to stay, didn't it also mean that she gave up?
alone?
Xia An is very realistic and rational, so why should she stupidly like someone who doesn't cherish her?
Just looking at the face in front of her, Xia An felt sore in her head. She had already promised to pretend that nothing had happened, so it was unclear why she was concerned, provoked, and implicated again.
Xia An felt that Ye Jin must not know how special the little care she gave easily would cause special waves in her heart.
Such a stalemate was never an option, so Xia An had no choice but to say to the man opposite, "Sorry, I'll excuse you now. Let's talk next time."
Although the man was disappointed, he had no choice but to say, "Okay, let's talk next time."
Xia An stood up and broke away from Ye Jin's hand immediately, which seemed to be a very natural action.
When Ye Jin held his hands empty, he felt as if he was lost.
I still remember how sweet it was when they secretly intertwined their fingers in the elevator.
The more contrast, the more bitter it becomes.
Walking aside, Xia An stopped first, smiled lightly at Ye Jin and said, "I still have to go to work and can't go out. What do you want to say? I have clients coming later, so I can't talk for too long. I'm in the hospital during the day.
, I will visit my grandma as soon as I have time, and I will also call her every night. You don’t have to worry about this. If you want to go through the divorce procedures, you said you won’t have time until next month..."
Xia An said a lot in one breath. Thinking about it, these were the only three things she and Ye Jin could talk about.
"Why are you working here again?" Ye Jin interrupted Xia An, "Does your dad need money again?"
Xia An shook his head and thought to himself, Mr. Ye, are you taking too much care now?
"You can pay back the money slowly, there's no need to rush." Ye Jin said to Xia An again, "Don't come to work here in the future."
"Why? It's good to work here, it's lively and the salary is high." Xia An still said to Ye Jinxiao nonchalantly.
"Can you stop being so stubborn? I told you, don't be in a hurry to pay back the money." Ye Jin saw Xia An again, spitting out alcohol alone on the street late at night, and would force herself to hold on with a smile. If it was really like what she said
So relaxed, then who was holding me in the first place and shouting that I was tired over and over again?
Every time she saw Xia An being too strong, Ye Jin felt angry and couldn't help but feel sad.
"Mr. Ye, isn't it my freedom to work wherever I want?" Xia An raised an eyebrow and asked, ready to leave.
Ye Jin held Xia An's hand again and refused to let her go.
Xia An looked at Ye Jin in confusion, wondering what the other party wanted. If she didn't go to Ye's house to see the little guy, she didn't want to meet Ye Jin.
"I don't worry about you..."
Xia An's heart skipped a beat in vain.
"For the sake of grandma and Wanwan, it's impossible for me to ignore you." Ye Jin continued, "Stop working here, and your dad won't be relieved either."
Hearing Ye Jin's words, Xia An regained her composure. She said, "We are just a fake marriage. You have no other responsibilities to me. And I have long been accustomed to working here. I am sensible and will take care of myself."
The words "fake marriage" and "no responsibility" left Ye Jin speechless.
Still stubborn, Ye Jin was helpless with the person in front of her. Just as she had thought before, what qualifications did she have to influence the life Xia An chose now.
"Mr. Ye, thank you for your concern. But from now on, I won't bother you with my personal affairs." Xia An silently gritted his teeth and said this, then smiled easily, "Is there anything else? If not, then I'm busy
went."
Xia An pushed Ye Jin's hand away and left.
Ye Jin couldn't tell whether she was venting her anger on herself, or whether she was really relieved of their relationship. But it was useless to think about it now.
Even so, Ye Jin still did not leave the night. She sat alone, her eyes often following a girl, watching her move around among all kinds of people with ease.
There was still no sip of wine in the glass.
Xia An sometimes caught a glimpse of Ye Jin, but pretended to turn a blind eye.
After get off work, Xia An went to the late-night snack stall he frequented, and casually ordered a bowl of beef noodle soup to cushion his stomach. He drank the soup in one gulp, but he didn't feel warm at all.
Xia An ate the noodles mechanically, but the food was tasteless.
Because of tonight's encounter, Xia An calmed down after a long time, but was disturbed again. Maybe he thought he was calm.
"Boss, have a bottle of beer." Xia An called out, wanting to drink something to kill time, but not wanting to get drunk.
The night is boring and long.
Xia An was drinking beer alone, and for some reason, she began to think about Ye Jin unscrupulously and the few ambiguous and sweet moments between them.
There are only a handful of holding hands and hugs, thinking about every detail over and over again, almost to death...
After thinking about it, I naturally faced the reality of failure.
After taking the last sip of wine, Xia An looked up at the dark night sky and sighed with an expressionless expression.
Another day has passed.
It's late at night, I don't know what time it is.
The bedroom was pitch dark, Ye Jin was lying on her side with her eyes closed tightly.
Fall into a dream.
On the bed, Ye Jin hugged Xia An into her arms, caressed her face and whispered, "Stop being angry with me, okay?"
"Then there won't be a next time."
Ye Jin hugged Xia An tighter, as if she was afraid that the other party would suddenly slip away. She whispered softly, "We are not getting divorced."
"I said divorce out of anger, who made you agree?"
"It's all my fault, I was wrong."
"You said you need time, and I can wait for you. In fact, as long as I can be by your side, I feel very happy."
…
In reality, Ye Jin was feeling dizzy. She habitually touched the other side with her hand, but found nothing.
"An'an..." Ye Jin whispered.
"Mom." Ye Wan suddenly called out.
Ye Jin finally woke up, it was just a dream.
It was pitch dark. Ye Jin turned on the bedside night light and found that the little guy was not asleep yet, so he asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Do you miss your little mommy?" Ye Wan hugged Ye Jin and asked seriously.
Ye Jin had not yet recovered from the gap between reality and dreams, so she did not answer.
At this time, Ye Wan pursed her lips and cried with grievance, "I miss my little mommy. Does she don't want us anymore?"
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