The apartment was in a mess, with several suitcases on the floor. Xia Lan and Ah Miao were packing their luggage. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Ah Miao ran over and opened the door, "Anan?"
After Ah Miao changed his image, Anan is now quite astrological. He is dressed in a black leather jacket, and his hair is dyed maroon, which is a bit messy. He glanced at the room, and his dull eyes changed a little color, "Really decided to leave?"
"Is this fake? Are you the kind of people who make jokes?" Ah Miao let him in and continued to clean up, "By the way, what are you doing here?"
Anan walked in and looked directly at the two of them, "Why are you leaving?"
Ah Miao cooed at Xia Lan, "Ask the organization."
Xia Lan raised her eyes and glanced at him, shrugging, "Sooner or later, you have to go back to fulfill the ten-year contract. What's the difference between sooner or later?"
What a high-sounding excuse.
Ah Miao pointed her thumb at her, then stood up and walked into the bedroom carrying a large cardboard box. As she walked, she said, "The highest level of self-deception is when you have to believe that the truth is what it is."
Xia Lan was stunned for a moment, and there was a self-mockery on his lips unconsciously.
Suddenly, her hand was held down by someone. She frowned and stared at the person in front of her, "What are you doing?"
"Do you know what you're giving up?"
Xia Lan sat cross-legged on the ground and said lazily, "When did you all become philosophers? I'm just going back and forth, and I'm not entering a coffin."
After staring at her for a long time, he suddenly said, "He loves her much more than you think."
Her fine eyelashes trembled slightly, but then she shook her head and laughed, "You have been assimilated by Ah Miao? You have become so gossipy?"
Anan didn't say anything more, but bent down to help organize it in an orderly manner. Xia Lan didn't see anyone outside, and fell lazily on the sofa, rubbing her sore arms. She packed a cardboard box with him in a few seconds, and she simply lay there.
Motionless.
"Hey, what are your plans?"
Anan kept moving and said lightly, "Stay here."
She raised her eyebrows, "You still want to guard her?"
After a moment of silence, he responded softly, "Yeah."
"Haha, she is really lucky to have someone like you who will be tied to her until death." Xia Lan slowly suppressed her smile and said quietly, "Anan, you only have one life, you have to have fun first.
Let’s entertain people again.”
He said nothing and just nodded.
The phone vibrated on the table and she picked it up, "Hello?"
"I am Han Zixi."
"Oh? Is something wrong?" Xia Lan didn't bother to be polite to him. She always felt that this person had too many secrets, so it would be better to keep them to a minimum.
"I heard you resigned."
"Your ears are so sensitive? If your sense of smell can be better, you will definitely be able to work for the police in the future."
"Haha, the woman I'm pursuing wants to leave, how could I not make any move?"
"so?"
"I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
"No time."
"...Don't forget, you still owe me car payment and medical expenses."
Xia Lan hesitated, sniffed, cursed secretly for being stingy, and then said openly, "I'm only free at eight o'clock."
"Haha, I'll pick you up on time."
Xia Lan didn't say anything more to him and hung up the phone. When she turned around, she found Anan staring at her, "Why do you want to keep my voice and smile in your heart? Don't bother me. Remember to come over and pay your respects when you come back."
That’s fine.”
Anan lowered his eyes, "What I owe you, Miss, is my life. What I owe you is a debt."
Xia Lan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Convert it into cash. It's easier to calculate."
While talking, Ah Meow got a head full of goose down and crawled out almost on all hands and legs, "Oh my God, I would rather carry a camera for a day than do this!"
Anan sighed helplessly and stood up, "I'll do it."
"Oh oh oh," Ah Meow followed like a little pug, sticking out her tongue.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Han Zixi showed up on time. Xia Lan wore jeans, canvas shoes, and a loose casual jacket and went downstairs.
Seeing her delicate appearance without any makeup, Han Zixi's eyes lit up and he glanced admiringly from top to bottom. Then he opened the car door very gentlemanly and said, "I hope tonight will be a pleasant night."
The car drove all the way to a French restaurant in the west of the city. From the moment she entered the door, Xia Lan's slovenly dress became the focus of everyone. If it weren't for the gold card held by Han Zixi, she would definitely be kicked out immediately. The two were invited
We arrived at the VIP table. We didn’t have much time, and the table was filled with delicious food.
Han Zixi's fingers, which were slender and fairer than those of women, were intertwined elegantly, and his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were staring at her. The more he looked at her, the more unspeakable his heart palpitated. It was as if those eyes were locked thousands of years ago.
Xia Lan's brows gradually furrowed. Even if she wanted to ignore it, she couldn't avoid the scorching gazes opposite her. Finally, unable to bear it anymore, she stretched out her hand and said, "Bring it here."
He was startled, "What?"
"Sir, you still need to buy a ticket to see the monkeys in the zoo, not to mention you admiring me, a senior primate, without blinking your eyes."
"Haha," he laughed, and suddenly got a little closer, and his superstar style was clearly visible in every move he made, "Have you always been so interesting? I really regret that I didn't discover it earlier, and let others take the lead." He deliberately emphasized.
The word "other people" sounds particularly harsh.
At this moment, he turned his eyes behind her and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "That seems to be your friend over there."
Xia Lan followed his line of sight and turned her head, and immediately saw Fei Sijue and An Yinuo walking towards them. Instantly, the crease between her eyebrows deepened. Fei Sijue, dressed in a black suit, was noble and charming, as if he had descended into the mortal world.
The god of heaven. Next to him, An Yinuo was wearing a long gouache dress, elegant and elegant. The two stood together, making people jealous.
The two of them also noticed her. Fei Sijue looked indifferent and glanced at her lightly before hugging An Enuo and sitting behind her.
Xia Lan turned around and looked directly at Han Zixi with a cold gaze, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Han Zixi did not deny it, but smiled and said, "Isn't it the most powerful counterattack to let your old lover see that you are doing well?"
"Oh, it seems you know my affairs very well."
"Haha, there are more than you think."
"I'm sorry, I'm not used to the games played by smart people like you, so I won't accompany you." She was about to stand up, but Han Zixi calmly held her back, "Are you sure you want to run away in front of those two people?
"
Xia Lan narrowed her eyes, gritted her teeth, raised her chin, and faced it calmly.