An Jing can't wait. She has eaten and lived here these days, but Kubao, but he has no news at all. And Yalin, she is still pregnant now, and she doesn't know where the person is.
How could she eat and stay here alone?
Yichen didn't allow him to go out, saying that there was no signal here and he could not contact the outside world at all. An Jing was about to go crazy.
An Jing was about to walk outside, and Ayan walked in at this time, "Miss An, where are you going!?"
When An Jing saw Ayan, she was very anxious, "Ayan, where is Yichen? Where is others!"
"Uh, Your Highness is going to do business. Is there anything Miss An??" Ayan asked respectfully.
An Jing was obviously very anxious, "Ayan, I want to go out, can you send me out?" An Jing asked.
Ayan stood there, but his eyes did not look directly at Yan Jing, "I'm sorry, Your Highness has given you instructions, you can't go there either!"
An Jing frowned, and said unhappy, "Why!?"
"This is what Your Highness ordered, we can only obey it. Miss An should have a good rest here!" Ayan said one-sidedly.
"I can't wait any longer. There is no news about Kubao yet. I'm really worried!" An Jing said anxiously.
"Sorry, this was ordered by Your Highness!" Ayan said apologetically.
"But……"
"If nothing happens, Miss An, please have a good rest!" Ayan said coldly, then turned around and walked outside!
Because now, Ayan doesn’t know whether he was right or wrong in telling Your Highness An Jing’s whereabouts.
"Ayan..." An Jing shouted.
Ayan stopped and stood at the door and looked at the quiet behind him. He looked at the quiet behind him with a blank expression but a little warning. "Miss An, if you are really nice to Your Highness, you might as well try to discover it.
He is good, you can go to the study to see how Your Highness treats you, at least please be fair to him!" After saying that, he left directly.
An Jing was stunned, a little confused, because when she was living with Yichen before, although Ayan was never a person who was silent, she had never spoken to her with such eyes and tone.
An Jing felt strange in her heart, and then, what did he mean by what he said, study room?
A quiet heart became heavier.
In the study.
Walking in quietly, every inch inside was full of familiarity. The quiet fingers gently followed the table, but the eyes were looking at the familiar design. If she remembered correctly, this was her coming to France.
The first design was the first time I won the award, but I have never been to this place. This was my first time to come. Suddenly, I felt a kind of touch flowing in my heart.
Come to the table, quietly sat on the rotating chair, Yin Jing looked around casually but movedly. Suddenly, quietly eyes stopped in a photo frame on the desk. When I saw that photo,
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his slender fingers stretched over, took the photo frame, gently stroked the person in the photo. It was taken by Kubao when he was three years old, Yichen, Kubao, and her
, she smiled happily. At that time, An Jing thought that Yichen would be her final choice, but the world is changing, and she can only follow the hearts of the people.
An Jing didn't expect that Yichen would place their photos here, and even An Jing could imagine what Yichen looked like every time he looked at their photos.
Wen Jing put down the photos, but saw a stack of information under his hands. Wen Jing opened it casually, but saw a sketch under the information...
When you see the sketch, quietness is the real touch.
The one on it is her, her eyes, nose, and expressions are all similar to each other.
Uncontrollably, Yin Jing's eyes turned red. When did he learn to draw? Why didn't she know?
At this moment, it seemed like a feeling was flowing in her heart, and there was a force telling her that the room was filled with her, and everything was related to her.
Wen Jing opened the drawer and there was an album inside. Wen Jing frowned, took it out, closed the drawer, and sat there carefully looking at the album.
What moved Anjing even more was that these photos were what she had never known before. She didn't remember these photos, back, front, and side. When she was holding Kubao, when she was working, and when she won the award,
One by one, even Anjing didn't know when he took it, but he sorted it out so well, a whole album.
What An Jing can feel is Yichen's thoughts.
An Jing also knew what Ayan said meant, but fairness, how could it be fair?
A tear fell from her eyes and dripped onto the photo. If it was unfair to Yichen, then she had no choice, because she could no longer accommodate anyone except Leng Tianming.
She was helpless about love. Love was not something that could be measured, and there was no fairness. Relatively speaking, love is selfish. An Jing really thanked Yichen for his care for the past six years. If he hadn't been there, he would have been
There are no An Jing and Kubao now, but in An Jing's heart, Yichen plays more of the role of his brother.
She admitted that she had considered Yichen before, and she knew every hint, but every time Anjing dismissed her thoughts, that would be unfair to Yichen.
It seems that Anjing needs to have a good talk with Yichen.
night.
Wen Jing was nestled on the sofa, and the table was filled with food, but Wen Jing didn't even move.
At this time, the door was pushed open, Yi Chen walked in, saw the person lying on the sofa, walked over, squatted on the ground, his demonic face with a hint of fatigue. I just heard Ayan say that she would not eat, he
He rushed over without saying a word, stroked her forehead with one hand, but An Jing avoided it, Yichen's hand was stunned in the air.
"Why don't you eat?" Yichen asked patiently. Even though An Jing did something that made him very unhappy, he suddenly felt that they were much more unfamiliar.
"I can't eat it, I'm not hungry!" An Jing said lightly.
"Are you angry!?" This sentence is not a question, but a certainty.
At this time, An Jing sat up and looked at Yi Chen and wanted to say something, but when he saw Yi Chen's face, the fatigue and pity that came out of his bones made An Jing unable to speak at all. He thought for a while
But I don't know where to start.
"Yi Chen, I want to talk to you...!"
Yichen looked at her, blinked his eyes pamperedly, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "Okay!" He stood up, pulled An Jing to the table, "Eat first, wait for you to have a meal, eat
After you have enough, I'm OK with whatever you want to say to me!"
Yichen's method is always so heartbreaking. Even though he had guessed what An Jing was going to say, he automatically ignored it and was not angry, but was still thinking about letting her eat. Gradually, An Jing's eyes were filled with tears.