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Chapter 197 Impossible to let go

Ji Yan rushed out, opened his umbrella, shielded him from the pouring rain, and shouted loudly, "Jue, don't kneel here anymore! It's raining too hard, come in quickly!"

Fei Sijue turned a deaf ear and closed his eyes tightly, letting the rain wash away the painful memories. Unfortunately, those images were engraved into his bones and could not be erased no matter what.

Ji Yan was anxious and stepped forward to hold his arm, "Jue! Your injury is not healed, so you can't continue to be exposed to the rain!"

He didn't move, and Ji Yan was really angry. He simply threw away the umbrella, put his hands on his shoulders, glared at him and shouted, "She doesn't care about your life or death, do you have to torture yourself like this? What have you experienced to survive?"

You know it in your heart. Now, are you giving up on yourself for a woman? Are you still the Fei Sijue I know? You really let me down!"

Fei Sijue slowly opened his eyes, his misty eyes seemed to be peering back through the distant horizon. He looked past him and looked directly at the dark window upstairs, "Tell me, what should I do? I can't forget...

"

His body swayed slightly and he suddenly fell into Ji Yan's arms.

"Jue!"

When Ah Miao saw that the situation was not good, she rushed out and carried the person into the house with Ji Yan.

"Hurry and boil water!" Ah Miao decisively ordered, and Ji Yan immediately ran into the kitchen. Ah Miao quickly took off the wet clothes from his body. Ji Yan took a blanket and covered him nervously.

Staring at him, "Jue? How about it? Jue?"

Ah Miao reached down to his forehead and quickly withdrew her hand, "Ah, it's so hot!"

"I'm going to call the doctor!"

"Wait!" Ah Miao pulled him, rolled her eyes, glanced upstairs, and lowered her voice, "This guy has good foundation. He won't die even if he is burned once or twice. Let's bet this time!" Resolutely,

Say word by word, "Bet on her heart!"

Ji Yan looked at the unconscious person tangledly, gritted his teeth, and lowered his eyes.

Ah Miao deliberately shouted upstairs, "Miss Ji, his fever is too severe. I have to go out to buy medicine. You go and drive!"

Then, they quickly moved away one after another.

In the empty living room, only the person lying on the sofa shivered from time to time. His handsome eyebrows were knitted into a thin line, his body was very hot, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead. It was like a black and white film was playing in his mind, and a white snowflake flashed through his mind.

, sometimes a colorful shadow will jump out, smiling, crying, sad, disappointed...

A towel suddenly appeared on his hot forehead. Then, there was a pungent smell of alcohol, the blanket on his body was lifted, and a dampness spread on his chest. A pair of smooth little hands kept rubbing his skin.

Gradually, he stopped shaking and began to sweat.

The blanket was covered again, a soft towel wiped the sweat from his face, and a pill was stuffed into his closed mouth. It was a bit bitter, but it also revealed an indescribable sweetness. A glass of water with a moderate temperature,

Bringing it to his lips, he swallowed instinctively. Later, as if he had experienced a catastrophe, he fell asleep tiredly...

The early morning sunlight passed through the messy living room and shone on the pale but handsome face on the sofa. Slowly, he opened his eyes.

"Jue, are you awake? Are you feeling better?"

Ji Yan walked out of the kitchen carrying the porridge. Seeing that he was awake, she smiled slightly and said, "Come here and have something to eat."

Fei Sijue sat up and realized that he was sleeping in his home. He shook his head and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing, it's just the consequence of showing off too much."

He raised his head and looked upstairs, "Where is she?"

"It's time to go to work." Ji Yan put the porridge on the table and smiled strangely, "Your love breakfast was specially cooked by someone."

He was startled, looking at the porridge that didn't look very good, his eyes flashed with a touch of emotion, just moved, and then was replaced by a heavier loss.

The porridge in his mouth was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. He ate in silence until the whole bowl was at the bottom. Ji Yan kept sitting across from him and staring at him. After a long while, he slowly said, "Jue, forget about the past.

It doesn't mean there is no future. You can pursue her again and make her fall in love with you again. A new beginning is always better than carrying a painful past."

He didn't answer, because he loved too much, so he became cautious. Now Xia Lan completely occupied all his thoughts, and he didn't know how to love and care for him. But the only thing he could be sure of was that if he wanted to let him go, he would never let him go.

possible.



Xia Lan was very busy when Xiaohui came in and said, "Sister Lan, there is an old Mr. An who wants to see you."

She raised her head and knew it was An Songbai. She pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and said, "Invite him to the reception room."

"oh."

After returning to work, she quickly forgot about this problem. Finally, An Songbai, who was sitting in the reception room, couldn't bear it anymore. He had already drank three cups of tea, but the girl was still nowhere to be seen! So far, he has not seen anyone.

I have never waited for anyone like this!

He walked to her office rudely, ignored Xiaohui's obstruction, used his cane to hold the door open, and walked in with lightning speed. Xia Lan was talking on the phone. When she saw him, she raised her hand to indicate that Xiaohui could go out. Then she pointed

The chair in front of me continued to discuss matters with the client on the other end of the phone.

An Songbai sat down, straightened his back and stared at her.

Ten minutes later, she put down the phone and was about to speak when the intercom on the desk rang again, "Sister Lan, Mr. Xu's phone number."

"Okay, come in." Xia Lan gave An Songbai a calm look and returned to her work.

An Songbai's face was livid. From the beginning to now, he had been ignored. The other person was still a girl in her twenties! Good rest allowed him to endure his anger and force himself to wait patiently.

Unexpectedly, after she finished handling the phone call, she told her assistant a lot of things, and she also had to communicate with the people in the prosecutor's office in a timely manner. Gradually, her serious work attitude made An Songbai look at her with admiration.

Half an hour later, Xia Lan breathed a sigh of relief, took off his glasses, and rubbed his temples habitually, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

An Songbai snorted coldly, "You are the first person who dares to make me wait for so long."

Xia Lan didn't waste any time and said directly, "Old sir, are you here to pay me back? Where's the money?"

An Songbai was stunned for a moment, as if he was hurt by her indifferent attitude, and said angrily, "I've been waiting for you for so long, and now it's noon and I haven't even eaten! You actually asked for money as soon as you opened your mouth.

?”

Looking at the clock on the wall, Xia Lan smiled sheepishly. It was indeed a big sin to let an old man wait until he was hungry. She immediately stood up and said cheerfully, "If you don't mind, I'll treat you to a working meal."

An Songbai didn't even refuse, he stood up and snorted, "Hurry up and leave!"


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