When I saw her, I smiled slightly.

After sitting down, he slowly said, "It's so hard to work, I haven't seen you for a few months, and I've lost a lot of weight."

Yan Han picked up a cup of coffee he ordered, took a sip, and then smiled slightly, "We girls all like to lose weight, and designers like me can make my clothes look the best."

"Is that true?" He smiled, leaned against the back of the chair and looked at her lazily, without saying anything else.

Yan Han put down his cup and raised his eyes: "What's wrong? Everyone who runs entertainment companies goes to the evening shift? Is this time so idle?"

"You came from the hospital?"

"Well. Didn't you make an appointment nearby?"

He tugged his lips and nodded.

Seeing this, Yan Han said, "Fang Hansheng..."

He raised his hand and stopped, "I know about you. Who doesn't know about this Beicheng? Who dares to say that you couple are not loving?"

Yan Han pursed his lips and stared at him, "Then why are you calling me out?"

"Nothing. I haven't seen each other for months. I miss the person I like."

Yan Han paused slightly, then turned to look outside.

Fang Hansheng shook his coffee cup, "I want to see if she has achieved anything she wants."

Yan Han didn't say anything.

Fang Hansheng took a sip and said in a low voice. "It seems that it is not only not available, but it is also overwhelming. It is both sad and lung-damaging. I feel so exhausted that I feel distressed."

Yan Han looked at the sunset outside and felt that it was almost time for dinner. Threads of red floated in the sky, and felt that the weather had been very good today.

She remembered what Xi Quan said at noon that she would eat in the ward at night. Although she didn't take it seriously, did she eat in the ward for him to see? There was really a problem, but she really didn't have much time to eat outside at this moment, let alone eating with Fang Hansheng.

After a while, she said, "I can't come out for too long. I have an appointment to have dinner with my husband's family. I'll invite you if I have time."

Fang Hansheng smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, I've seen you all."

Yan Han stood up and walked two steps back, "Didn't you listen to what I said on your birthday last time?"

Fang Hansheng sneered, "Your brother hasn't told you not to like Xi Quan? I like him to go to the crematorium?"

Yan Han turned around and left without looking back.

Fang Hansheng was alone in the private room, slowly laying on the sofa, tilting his head and exhaling, "I really want to chop Yan Yunming up now and take you to my house. Women are prohibited from entering in the future..." Of course, you are exceptional.

Yan Han did not take the bus, and the driver was waiting for her downstairs, but after she left, she suddenly didn't want to get into the somewhat dull car. She just walked on the side of the road. The driver slowly slid behind at the speed of a snail and followed her.

There were fallen leaves on the side of the road. When she stepped on it, the ground rustled.

Yan Han lowered his eyes, thinking that it was early winter, four months after his birthday.

It has been four months, but now my relationship with Xi Quan is no different from that, or it is even more broken.

I originally thought that I would come back during the Chinese New Year when I left, but because of some unexpected things, I came back twice more.

I don’t know how to walk the road behind, but she is confused.

The evening breeze blew, and the coat was lifted up. Yan Han put it together, stopped holding his arms, and greeted the driver.

When I arrived at the hospital, I didn't expect that he had woken up.

Yan Han went to open the curtains and let the sunset spill in, "Are you better?"

"Um."

After pulling the curtains, she stood there and didn't move until the person on the bed asked, "Do you still have dinner?"

"Hmm?" She looked sideways.

Xi Quan: "You are not going to meet someone."

Yan Han paused slightly and looked straight at him. The two of them looked entangled. She smiled, "Mr. Xi was lying on the hospital bed, and she looked a little dangerous, but the news was still a level one."

The man's voice was mediocre, "You took the driver at home, are you afraid that I will know?"

Yan Han didn't say much. Since he knew it from the driver, he was deliberately asking her, and he naturally knew what she had cooked.

Just when she withdrew her gaze, she noticed in the afterglow that there was a bouquet of flowers on the chair beside his bed.

The flowers that are normally visited by people are placed outside. There is a small living room that specializes in gifts, and no one will bring the flowers in.

Besides, Mr. Xi is a cold-hearted president, does he seem to be someone who needs to spend money?

Or roses, what's the point?

Xi Quan: "Come on."

Yan Han raised his eyes and walked over slowly, "What's wrong?" She picked up the flowers and threw them gently on him, "Who gave them it, why did you take them inside?"

"your."

"What? I...I don't need infusion for a long time."

"I gave it to you."

"..." Yan Han opened his red lips slightly, "You, are you hospitalized and then have someone give flowers to your wife?"

"Um."

"..." Only you can do this kind of operation. Yan Han exhaled lightly and asked, "Why are you giving me flowers?"

Take it up.

Yan Han hurriedly took it, but he could not move at all. The person who was almost dead was still weak at this moment.

"Yan Han."

"Um."

Xi Quan held several fingers she placed beside the bed and was silent for a full minute, "Can we not divorce?"

Yan Han was slightly stunned... Unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned this.

She has been worried about him these days and has never thought about this.

But, the matter of not wanting to take a watch is over... Although I was scared by him, my heart was crushed, and then I knew that I might not be able to get rid of the fact that I liked him and loved him in my life.

But this is just her own business. Shouldn’t the divorce be divorced?

It would not prevent her from secretly loving him, anyway, they are really not suitable to live together.

"Why?" she asked.

Xi Quan closed his eyes and held her fingertips slightly tightly, "I will go to Paris to see you often, live well with you, take good care of you, and be like a normal couple, and..."

"Xi Quan." Yan Han stared at him, his eyes flashing, "What are you talking about? Don't say too much. It's unexpected to wake up so quickly. That day...you go to bed."

She was about to get up, but his hand was still holding her hand as noon.

"Let go, you go to bed."

The lying down was weak, but he didn't let go.

Yan Han sat down with his eyebrows and sighed softly, "I don't know why you don't want to leave again, because I fainted? That's not necessary, I just..." She pursed her lips, and finally said nothing under his eyes, not knowing how to explain, "What's the matter? Let's talk about it after you are discharged from the hospital. You are not suitable to say these irrelevant things now."

"It's not irrelevant."

"What is that? Is there anything more important than life?" She suddenly felt a little anxious.

Xi Quan smiled, turned his head to look at her, "Come here."

Yan Han bit his lips lightly and slowly approached.

Xi Quan: "Let's get closer."

She looked beautiful and slightly locked, murmured, "What are you doing? Are you talking? There is no one else, are you still worried about others hearing anything?" While muttering, she approached him a little longer, then slanted down the corner of her eyes, and looked at each other with a close eye.

The only hand that could move around the man gently hugged her body.

Yan Han held the flowers in his arms and was forced to get closer.

The next second, the man on the bed rubbed his lips against her cheek, fell to her lips, and kissed her.

The author has something to say: Thank you Li Zisu for throwing two landmines, Kem hit a landmine, and you hit a landmine in the ashes.
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