Trials were held again and again. Due to Xiang Yutian's extreme cooperation, the day of final trial was not far away...
Soon, Xiang Yutian was convicted.
There is less and less time left for her, and she can't get enough hugs.
Every time she sees Xiang Yutian, she can think of his words: "I'll see you less every time..."
She hasn’t loved enough;
She hadn't kissed enough;
She hasn't... given him a home yet.
There was a smell of stinky tofu in the air, and Jiang Weiyi suddenly felt nauseous and had severe nausea.
She held on to the telephone pole, pulled the plastic bag outside the pan-fried bun box, and vomited on it.
Nothing came out.
It's just retching.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi had no choice but to cover his nose and quickly leave the snack street to avoid the smell of stinky tofu.
She had never felt nauseated after smelling it before, and she even ate it in front of Ancheng, causing Ancheng to have a headache and press his temples.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been having trouble sleeping recently.
As long as she left Xiang Yutian, she couldn't sleep; even if she fell asleep in his arms, she would have nightmares.
"vomit--"
There was another turbulent surge in his stomach, and Jiang Weiyi stood on the roadside in discomfort.
A car suddenly stopped on the edge.
Jiang Weiyi turned her head, the window of the back seat of the car was lowered, and a gentle and indifferent profile appeared in her sight.
It's Anseong.
He slowly turned his head and raised his eyes to look in her direction without focus, "Youyi, I'm going to AN and I'll take you back with me."
After saying that, the driver got out of the car, went around to the side, opened the door, and said to her, "Miss Weiyi, I just saw you bending over and looking like you were about to vomit. You must be feeling unwell. Get in the car quickly."
"I……"
Jiang Weiwei wanted to refuse, but he gave up when he saw that the car was parked in a wrong place and there was already a car behind him honking its horn.
She walked over and got in the car, sitting next to An Cheng.
Leave a space of about one person in the middle.
The driver drove in silence all the way...
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" An Cheng turned his face, looked at her with glazed eyes, and asked seriously, "Is the workload assigned to you too much for you? If so, I can..."
"No need." Jiang Weiwei flatly refused, "You obviously know that I enjoy every day now."
She is happy every day now.
It's not enough.
"..."
I love every day now.
Anjo's hand moved and he reminded her softly, "Yiwei, don't sink deeper and deeper."
"The final trial is coming soon, how long can I stay stuck?"
Jiang Weiwei said, turning to look out the window at the cars and people coming and going...
She didn't have much time to fall.
"Xiang Yutian's end has come, and you can't get out," An Cheng said.
"..."
She and Xiang Niantian have the same ending. If he dies, she will not live.
Then, the two of them were speechless.
Both of them looked in the direction of the window.
When the car arrived at the AN Building, Jiang Weiyi saw Xiang Yutian's urgency, opened the door and got out of the car.
"The only thing, when do we get further and further away..."
Ancheng sat by the car window and whispered, but before he could finish speaking, there was a sound of a door closing in his ears.
She got off the car.
Anjo's voice was still in his throat.
They are getting further and further away...
Even conversations have become few and far between. Will this be the only way from now on?
An Cheng sat quietly and slowly closed his eyes, suppressing his loneliness and reluctance...
——☆————☆————☆————☆————The court is held again and again. Due to Xiang Yutian’s extreme cooperation, the day of final trial is not far away...
Soon, Xiang Yutian was convicted.
There is less and less time left for her, and she can't get enough hugs.
Every time she sees Xiang Yutian, she can think of his words: "I'll see you less every time..."
She hasn’t loved enough;
She hadn't kissed enough;
She hasn't... given him a home yet.
There was a smell of stinky tofu in the air, and Jiang Weiyi suddenly felt nauseous and had severe nausea.
She held on to the telephone pole, pulled the plastic bag outside the pan-fried bun box, and vomited on it.
Nothing came out.
It's just retching.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi had no choice but to cover his nose and quickly leave the snack street to avoid the smell of stinky tofu.
She had never felt nauseated after smelling it before, and she even ate it in front of Ancheng, causing Ancheng to have a headache and press his temples.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been having trouble sleeping recently.
As long as she left Xiang Yutian, she couldn't sleep; even if she fell asleep in his arms, she would have nightmares.
"vomit--"
There was another turbulent surge in his stomach, and Jiang Weiyi stood on the roadside in discomfort.
A car suddenly stopped on the edge.
Jiang Weiyi turned her head, the window of the back seat of the car was lowered, and a gentle and indifferent profile appeared in her sight.
It's Anseong.
He slowly turned his head and raised his eyes to look in her direction without focus, "Youyi, I'm going to AN and I'll take you back with me."
After saying that, the driver got out of the car, went around to the side, opened the door, and said to her, "Miss Weiyi, I just saw you bending over and looking like you were about to vomit. You must be feeling unwell. Get in the car quickly."
"I……"
Jiang Weiwei wanted to refuse, but he gave up when he saw that the car was parked in a wrong place and there was already a car behind him honking its horn.
She walked over and got in the car, sitting next to An Cheng.
Leave a space of about one person in the middle.
The driver drove in silence all the way...
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" An Cheng turned his face, looked at her with glazed eyes, and asked seriously, "Is the workload assigned to you too much for you? If so, I can..."
"No need." Jiang Weiwei flatly refused, "You obviously know that I enjoy every day now."
She is happy every day now.
It's not enough.
"..."
I love every day now.
Anjo's hand moved and he reminded her softly, "Yiwei, don't sink deeper and deeper."
"The final trial is coming soon, how long can I stay stuck?"
Jiang Weiwei said, turning to look out the window at the cars and people coming and going...
She didn't have much time to fall.
"Xiang Yutian's end has come, and you can't get out," An Cheng said.
"..."
She and Xiang Niantian have the same ending. If he dies, she will not live.
Then, the two of them were speechless.
Both of them looked in the direction of the window.
When the car arrived at the AN Building, Jiang Weiyi saw Xiang Yutian's urgency, opened the door and got out of the car.
"The only thing, when do we get further and further away..."
Ancheng sat by the car window and whispered, but before he could finish speaking, there was a sound of a door closing in his ears.
She got off the car.
Anjo's voice was still in his throat.
They are getting further and further away...
Even conversations have become few and far between. Will this be the only way from now on?
An Cheng sat quietly and slowly closed his eyes, suppressing his loneliness and reluctance...