The two of them walked around the city for a day. They were very excited, but they were both exhausted. At the moment, An Jinran just wanted to take a comfortable hot bath and then have a good sleep. She didn't want to think about anything else.
Maybe they were infected by this city, and there was an indescribable tenderness flowing between the two. If they hadn't happened to meet the girl named Su Xin at the door of the hotel when they came back, the atmosphere between the two might have
will be better.
As soon as An Jinran returned to the room, she went straight into the bathroom. When she came out, she found Yan Yu standing at the window holding a glass of red wine, looking at the night outside in a daze. The soft light shone on his body, and his back looked like he was saying no.
The feeling of loneliness.
An Jinran felt a flash of discomfort in her heart for no apparent reason, and she couldn't help but step a little heavier.
Yan Yu turned around when he heard the voice, twitched the corners of his lips, looked at her funny and said, "Why, after soaking in the hot bath for such a long time, your breath has not gone away?"
An Jinran snorted coldly, wanting to say that she didn't take that matter to heart at all. She opened her mouth, but felt that there was no need to explain, so she turned around, wiped her hair with a towel, and walked directly to the sofa on the other side.
, then poured himself a glass of warm water and drank it in small sips without answering the other party's words.
Yan Yu chuckled helplessly and walked towards her with the wine glass in hand, "Are you really angry? I was just joking with you. Do you think you won't be so positive about other people's affairs in the future?"
An Jinran rolled her eyes and just barely breathed out of her nostrils: "Since you care, why do you pretend to be so careless? Didn't I just follow your heart and meet your old lover by doing that?
What’s so dissatisfied about this opportunity to reminisce about old times?”
Yan Yu sat down next to her, put down the wine glass in his hand, grabbed the towel on her head instead, and helped her wipe her hair that was still dripping with water. There was lightness in his voice, but there was no
An Jinran thought she was sad: "I think you have guessed who she is. She is my high school girlfriend who was forcibly separated by my mother and sent abroad. A lot of things happened back then that you don't understand.
.”
An Jinran snorted coldly, "I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. I just think that if you have lingering feelings for her, it's still too late to redeem her."
Yan Yu still smiled helplessly, "What are you talking about? I'm not telling you this to make you jealous. I just want to say that we are over and have already passed. We will meet each other here.
, I was also surprised, but it was just an accident, nothing more.”
An Jinran sneered, with a face full of disbelief: "Really? But why do I feel that someone was still looking into the night and remembering the past?"
Yan Yu chuckled and explained, "I just remembered some things from the past. Why, are you jealous?"
An Jinran did not rush to deny it, but replied confidently: "I am your wife, and you have promised to be with me for the rest of your life. Isn't it normal for me to be jealous?"
Yan Yu put the towel back on her head and rubbed it vigorously, with a very satisfied expression: "I'm very happy that you can be jealous."
An Jinran twitched the corner of her mouth, how proud was he that a woman was jealous of him?
The question is, which nerve did she pick up wrongly to give him such an illusion? God knows, she didn't say those things because she was jealous at all. She was just curious. Do you know?