After entering the house, Feng Yan opened her, walked down to the sofa, and resumed the computer on his thigh, but his mood was hard to calm.
He knew that he was currently the kind of nervous mentality of Xia Yu Orange, not to mention a pathological state, and it was definitely not normal.
In this world, no matter how good the relationship is, it is impossible to be inseparable in every minute and a second.
But now, once the woman leaves his sight, he will feel very disturbing. This kind of anxiety comes from the man in City A. He looks like him and it is difficult to distinguish.
If he was alone, he had long returned to City A and looked for countermeasures. But he could not leave in a step now. He never had the feeling of this kind of hand. He never had it.
"Well ..." A low call in his ear interrupted his complicated thoughts. Xia Yu Orange sat down next to him and handed him a magazine to him.
Did you take the picture? "
Feng Yan took the magazine and took the laptop with one hand: "How did you turn these?"
"Is it you taken? The shooting is so beautiful, I also love to watch this magazine, the Chinese version. Maybe I still saw the pictures you took at that time, is it a fate?"
She watched his charming side shadow, crackling and saying a lot, he didn't listen to it, he squeezed the magazine in his hand, frowned slightly.
Obviously, now she is interested in the safety of his thoughts.
"What book did you turn to?" For a long time, Feng Yan asked, and did not answer the question she had just asked.
Xia Yuyan froze, feeling that the man hidden in the heart of the man in front of him.
"I ... I found this ... I have watched a movie before ..." Xia Yu Orange took out the English version of the English version of Dazhong Ma's "Blachon Lonar".
Feng Yan stared at the book in her hand tightly. The title of the book was like a soldering iron, and it instantly rushed to his heart, the pain of burning fire.
Isn't the movie "Iron Man" adapted from this book, isn't it just a pair of stories of twins with very similar looks to replace each other?
The loser was nailed to the iron mask and was kept in a humid and dark prison forever.
"What's so good about this?" He suddenly roared, grabbed the book from her, stood up and walked to the window, and threw down the building.
Xia Yuman looked at him in surprise. She couldn't respond for a long time. She knew that Feng Yan was angry for this book, but she didn't know the deeper reason.
Today's night, there is no stars, but the moonlight is particularly bright.
It ’s been a long time, and the wind was standing in front of the window.
He couldn't tell her that he was in a dilemma; it was impossible to tell her that there was another existence in city A; it was impossible to tell her, because there was her around him, he was difficult to do.
"Well ..." Xia Yu Orange got up and walked to his side, asking softly, "That book, I won't read it, you are tired these days, it's better to rest early!"
After speaking, she just wanted to walk away, but was grabbed by him. She did a move that wanted to take out, but he was holding tighter.
She had to turn back, support his shoulders with another hand, and put her head on it.
The room was very quiet, as if they could only hear their breathing sounds.