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Ji Weiyang nodded politely, turned, and left. The door made a slight opening and closing sound.

The moment he left, Lu Anqi, who was on top of the sickbed, opened her eyes. A hint of a ridiculing smile could be seen in her eyes, as if she had been through thick and thin before, and the only thing that mattered was that Wu Shan was not Yun, it turned out that she was a foolish woman.

"Mom, why is it that when a relationship is over, a man can turn around without any delay while a woman can't? Did he love me? "Why am I the only one sad right now?"

"Silly girl, don't think too much. If he doesn't love you, then he wouldn't have come to your side regardless of everything that happens to you."

"Mom, no matter what the price is, I have to go back to Viyan. I have to go back to him."

When Ji Weiyang drove the car back to the villa, the huge villa sunk into a deathly silence. He searched through the dozen or so rooms upstairs and downstairs, but didn't find anyone at all. Ji Weiyang immediately panicked.

When he found Zhan Yan on the roof, she was sitting on the fence with her feet in the air. The morning sun dyed her lonely back red, but it could not warm that desolate feeling. Ji Weiyang's heart was in a knot, he held her breath, slowly walked over, and wrapped her arm around her. He held her close, as if she held his whole world in her arms.

"Yan Yan, why are you sitting here?" His voice was trembling slightly, his heart was pounding wildly in his chest. She had really scared him.

Zhan Yan remained silent. She gently lifted her chin, and stared at the distant horizon with slightly narrowed eyes. Her body was as cold as ice, and it was unknown just how long she sat there. Regarding his departure last night, Zhan Yan did not ask any further. She indifferently faced him as usual. Many a times, Ji Weiyang even hoped that she would quarrel with him, or at least prove that she still cared about him. But, he knew that it was impossible, if she really caused a ruckus, then she would no longer be Wei Zhanyan.

"Yan Yan Yan." His lips pressed against her ear as he called out softly. His chest was pressed tightly against her back, but Ji Weiyang found that he was unable to warm her any longer.

Zhan Yan retracted her long eyelashes, and her glazed eyes slowly recovered their focus. The corner of her lips slightly raised, and her tone of voice carried a bit of ridicule, which was seventy percent ice-cold. Six years ago, I was standing at the top of the twenty-six floors while carrying my grandmother's ashes. It was Gao Yuxuan who carried me down from there. "

"Because I like him?" Ji Weiyang asked casually.

"Maybe." Zhan Yan's voice was still faint. Indeed, she did covet that moment of warmth in Gao Yuxuan's embrace. She thought that it was love.

However, Ji Weiyang evidently did not agree with it. When a person was at a loss and despaired, it was easy to treat the person who gave her warmth as a lifeline. However, Zhan Yan mistook that as love, and her so-called love was just gratitude. Zhan Yan, love will definitely be moved, touch your own heart, has it really jumped for Gao Yuxuan? "

"Ji Weiyang, I do not need you to teach me what is love." Zhan Yan suddenly turned around as she slightly lost control of her emotions. Ji Weiyang, what qualifications did he have to question her love, he simply didn't deserve to say that word.