Zhan Yan shouted with all his might, but he felt that he had used all his strength to fight and roar. In the end, he looked as if Yi Xiao was standing by the wall, crying without saying a word, and he felt so tired.

He leaned against the cold wall, collapsed weakly on the ground like a deflated ball. His palm pressed on the ground, and the glass residue in the vase pierced hard in his palm, with gurgling blood flowing.

When Yi Xiao saw this scene, she couldn't help but run to Zhan Yan, squatted down to see his injuries, but the moment she touched his arm, Zhan Yan suddenly pushed her away.

His tone was obviously mocking, but he was full of fatigue: "Mrs. Li will worry, you should go."

The car downstairs made another whistle sound, hitting Yixiao's heart, heart-wrenching pain.

She stood up barely while holding the wall, forcing herself to hug Zhan Yan, wiped away her tears, then pulled up her suitcase, turned around and walked towards the door.

Her steps were so steady that when she turned around, she almost left no thoughts.

The wheels of the suitcase sounded, Zhan Yan's eyes moved dullly, and he spoke very calmly at Yi Xiao's back: "Leave the things, and my...engagement ring."

After pausing for a while, looking at Yi Xiao without any intention of letting go, he smiled: "When you arrive at the Li family, Li Fu Exhibition will buy you new ones. Do you still care about these?"

Yi Xiao raised her face, and the two people who were facing each other did not see the tears flowing from each other's faces. She sniffed, put her suitcase on the carpet, tried to endure the sob, and said, "The ring... I lost it, but I will buy one that is the same and give it to you."

Her hands rubbed the necklace between her neck, the pendant, the engagement ring she buried in her heart.

When Zhan Yan heard this, he giggled and broke all the desolately: "Forget it, it's easier for you to let Mr. Li open a check."

Yi Xiao didn't say anything, always stood there, never turning around, nor leaving.

The two of them were silent like this.

The second hand of the antique clock is beating, and every step is pouring out sadness.

After a long time, Zhan Yan suddenly stood up from the ground. He slowly walked behind Yi Xiao, stretched out his arm, and took her into his arms. Yi Xiao's body trembled for a moment, without resisting.

Zhan Yan hugged her like this, and she obviously felt tears falling between her neck.

Zhan Yan's lips slowly approached her earlobe. His lips kept trembling for several times before saying, "Yi Xiao, do you know what are the two things I fear most in my life?"

"The first one is the one I love, I can't protect it; the second one is the one I love, I am unhappy."

"So Yixiao, leave me, just promise me not to be afraid of me again. If it happens again, okay?"

......

Yi Xiao didn't know how she got out of the bedroom. She felt that her three souls and seven spirits were shattered with Zhan Yan's last words.

The bedroom door was closed by herself. She no longer had the strength to take another step and could only squat on the ground and hugged her body.

Her shoulders still have the smell of scent of flame.

She could only pretend that he was still there.
Chapter completed!