Chapter 327： She is my person

Chapter 327:

She clutched the paper bag tightly, and received her hand behind her back.

"Excuse me, where is the bathroom?"

Dai Lins called a servant to lead her.

After she walked away, Dai Lins asked her son, "Where is your girlfriend? Why not accompany her?"

He Yan smiled at his mother, got up and left the living room.

He went in the same direction as the bathroom.

If he smelled it right, the paper bag contained some powder that could cause confusion.

He waited at the exit of the bathroom. After a while, he saw Wei Kexin coming out of the washroom.

Seeing him, Wei Kexin shuddered in fright, "He, He Shao, why are you here? This is a women's bathroom."

"Our toilets are for men and women," he said gently.

"Ah uh, that's it, then, then I'll pass it first."

"No hurry." He Yan took a long leg and stood in front of her.

"If Auntie doesn't mind, take a step to speak."

Wei Kexin's timid heart had shrunk into a ball. She expected that He Yan might have seen something, so she dared not look into his eyes.

"Your uncle is still waiting for me, I'm afraid it is inconvenient."

He Yan went straight to the subject, "I've done a job in the doctor's business not too short. Some medicines can be named by just smelling it. Auntie, what is the purpose of carrying this thing on your body?"

Wei Kexin couldn't help it when she saw it, and remembered that she had confessed her warmth in the bathroom just now, so she pretended to be calm and said, "Hey, what is the use of this thing, isn't it that convenient? Our two families are almost finished. I’m not afraid of telling you, Xiaohe, in fact, your uncle is currently unable to do what he wants, but I still want to have another child. I have no choice but to find such a way. I don’t know if it will work. By the way, you are a doctor. In your opinion, does this medicine work?"

He Yan raised a gentle smile, "Ms. Wen's daughter is a good actor, maybe you can ask your daughter for advice."

Wei Kexin's face turned pale, no matter how stupid she was, He Yan could hear that He Yan didn't believe her.

While she was trying to find other words to prevaricate the past, He Yan's thin lips lightly opened——

"Wen Xi is my person. I can't tolerate anyone moving her. If she moves, I will definitely want them to bury her."

His face and tone were gentle and polite, but Wei Kexin trembled in fright.

His eyes fell, the medicine bag he had hidden, he didn't know when he had taken it in his hand.

He Yan clamped the medicine packet with his fingers, staring silently, his eyes changed from gentle to sharp, just a moment of effort.

Wei Kexin lowered his head with a guilty conscience and did not dare to say anything.

After a while, she left here in silence, and when He Yan walked out, she had seen her walking towards the gate with her handbag.

Dai Lins escorted her out and walked on the sidewalk, "Remember to go to the doctor in time if you feel unwell, you won't be able to delay the illness."

Wei Kexin kept ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

He Yan turned his eyes and saw that Wen Guosheng was still chatting with his father about ‘good’ matters, and he didn’t care about his wife at all.

It's no wonder that Wen Xi didn't like that home, and would rather go back to live with his grandparents than to go back. It seems that there are all reasons.

He withdrew his gaze and stepped up to the third floor.

When passing by the second floor, He Qingqing and Huanhuan could still be heard quarreling.

He curled his lips and turned to the third floor.

The end of the third floor is very quiet, and the soundproofing is also very good. There is no worry about the problem of being unable to sleep due to external interference.

Push the door to enter, and in the dim light, you can vaguely see the bulge on the bed.

He walked to the bed and squatted down and looked at the girl's face. Whenever he wanted to wake her up, he couldn't bear to see her peaceful sleeping face.

Finally, he turned on a small night light and walked to the desk to take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and drew the girl's sleeping face on the rice paper.

Painting is already a very skilled skill for him. It does not take too long to complete an ink painting.

After five minutes, the finished product is out.

When he put down his pen, Wen Xi just murmured and seemed to wake up.

He strode over and squatted down on the head of the bed.

Wen Xi did not wake up, but a tear suddenly shed from the corner of his eyes.

He twisted his eyebrows and called her twice. ,

After a while, Wen Xi opened his eyes, his eyes gradually changed from fear and pain to loss, and finally came to Qingming.

He wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, "have a nightmare?"

Wen Xi nodded, said nothing, and suddenly stretched out a hand to stroke his cheek.

He Yan turned her head and talked, not the back of her hand.

"Don't just be a dream."

"Huh?" He Yan smiled softly, "What are you talking about?"

Wen Xi looked down. She only dreamed that she woke up and returned to the tragedy of her previous life, where there was no him in her world.

Although there is a He Yan there, it is not her He Jin sound.

That person is indifferent and cold, and he is full of the aura of a superior. Although he looks no different from the person in front of him, she knows that it is not her Hejin sound.

She was terribly afraid that this world was just a dream, although the one just now was just a dream.

He Yan took off her shoes and lay on the bed, letting her lean on her shoulder in a daze.

His hand followed her hair slowly, slowly soothing her frightened heart.

Wen Xi thought to be different from him. She hadn't been immersed in the shock just now for too long. She was just thinking about why she frequently dreamed about things related to her previous life.

Obviously she has put down, put down Nan Yunchuan, put down her warmth, and also put down the dark past. Before going to bed this time, she did not think of anything about her previous life, but these dreams are like fear that she will forget, deliberately Come out from time to time to scare her, remind her not to forget the past.

"Do you want to listen to the story?" He Yan suddenly said.

Wen Xi's thoughts were planned by him, and he raised his head and asked him, "What story?"

He closed his arms and held her tightly.

"A three-character story."

"Three words? Is the whole story only three words?" She looked serious.

He Yan smiled on his forehead.

What story can there be in three words?

Wen Xi was curious and looked at him expectantly, "Let's talk, I'll listen."

He Yan stroked her cheek with one hand, "Listen well."

"Ok."

"I love you."

--(small theater)--

Little Bun: Angry, why I haven’t been able to appear for so long, ╭(╯^╰)╮

Hehe: You can choose other tire shots.

Little bun: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a Are you my father? Will I be Lao Nan next door in the future?

Hehe: (Blackface) Consciously face the wall.

Mounan: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (watching face)

Little Bun: Uncle Nan, why are you like me and haven't shown up for so long?

Hehe: Baby, you are different, you are the future tense, he is the past tense.

Mounan: It’s time for me to pause!