Despite his young age, everyone knows what kind of intelligence and endurance Nangong Tou possesses.
It was also at that moment that An Yi realized how cold and painful the young man staying alone in the palace was.
She took a flight back to Baiyue and saw the young man sitting in the royal courtyard, reading medical books. His long eyelashes were drooping and reflected on his fair face, which was curly and charming. He was very quiet.
‘…Bai Xi.’
She hesitated, stepped forward, and for the first time spoke to him proactively, 'Are you... okay?'
Before leaving, she remembered that he ordered all the guards and maids to leave, and entered the palace alone, closing the door tightly and not wanting to receive anyone.
When she received a recall call from the head of Nangong Headquarters, she walked to the door, knocked, and told her that it might take a few days before she got back.
'Leave early and come back early.' He answered in a normal voice, calm and indifferent, with a touch of depression. 'Remember to come back for Sister Huang's birthday party in three days.'
'good.'
She left neatly, and he didn't stop her.
When she came back this time, she seemed to feel that his face was paler than before and his breathing was weaker.
She really wanted to ask him if he was okay, and how painful the sequelae were. It was difficult for doctors to heal themselves. Did he... need his own help?
The words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out, because he had always been indifferent to her, but she had always been indifferent to him. Such two people with no sparks, despite living together for more than a year, had gained nothing.
There is no intimacy at all.
Unless, when he occasionally showed an expression similar to that of her favorite man, she would be obsessed with it, and suddenly remembered that there was a man named Yeran at a certain time of a certain year and month, even though he carried the hurt that she had given him personally,
and scars, but still did not change his original intention, and called her "baby, An Yi baby" with the same smile as ever...
No more, that person is no longer there;
But because of the existence of memory chips and programs such as memory sharing, this young man named Bai Xi clearly knows everything about her and Yeran. He continues Yeran's habits with empathy, and replaces Yeran's love with despair.
of her...
Is this love? She is not sure. But she knows that she loves Yeran, only Yeran, and Yeran alone. She no longer has the strength to fall in love with another person, and she no longer has the strength to pretend.
Fill Yeran’s heart to make room for others.
She didn't want to be too enthusiastic and cause misunderstanding, so when she knew Bai Xi's pain and faced it directly, her concern turned into indifference, "Are you reading?"
Bai Xi seemed to be too focused on medical books and didn't even hear her footsteps. When he heard her voice, he raised his head in surprise and looked at her, 'Princess, are you back?'
'Yeah', An Yi nodded, 'How's it going?'
He paused, 'What do you mean?'
An Yi's eyes fell on his forehead. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said without saying anything, 'It's okay. Qingcheng's birthday party is about to begin. Let's go.'
'Okay.' He closed the book, stood up, grabbed his coat and put it on his shoulders, and put the thick book on the table. 'Let's go back to the palace and change clothes.'
An Yi responded, and inadvertently glanced at the name printed on the book on the desk - a psychological work, "Out of the Haze".
'Why are you reading this kind of book?' She frowned, picked up the book, turned around and asked unconsciously, 'Because, am I living in a haze?'
He was startled, raised his head, looked at her for a long time, and then said, 'I agreed to write a preface to a friend's book in the name of the director of the Royal Hospital, and that's it.'
The hand holding the book stiffened for a moment, and she put the book down without saying anything, with a look of silence on her face.
'No one... will force you to erase him from your heart...' Bai Xi answered silently, hugged her from behind, and murmured in a low voice, 'Baby, don't be afraid...'
Familiar tone, familiar tone, familiar breathing rate, familiar way of hugging.
Too similar to Ye Ran.
An Yi was alarmed by this sense of familiarity. She turned around, raised her hands and pushed him away. She gritted her teeth and scolded, "You are not him, Bai Xi... Please remember, you are not Ye Ran. I can't forget it."
Him, you will never be him...never possible..."
After that, she ran away, went back to the palace alone, changed her clothes alone, and didn't even sit with him when she attended Queen Bai Qingcheng's birthday party.
The worry in her heart and the comfort she wanted to have turned into quarrels and anger under the harassment of her sensitive and fragile mind at that time. Even Bai Qingcheng told her that the dress she wore for the birthday party was designed by him himself and was carefully designed.
It was hand-made by inviting famous experts, and I didn't even say thank you to him.
In fact, she owed him too much, but she didn't know what to use to repay it...
Now An Yi has long been unable to love.
"Aunt An? Aunt An?"
Xiao Qingtian looked at An Yi who was standing motionless with a needle, raised her little hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "Aunt An, what's wrong with you?"
An Yi was still stuck in memories. Listening to Xiao Qingtian's voice, she felt that it seemed to be coming from a very far away place. After a long time, she paused and apologized: "Sorry Qingtian, Aunt An was thinking about something and accidentally
I'm distracted. Come on, let's do a blood test first. Just raise your arm, grit your teeth and..."
Bang--!
At the moment An Yi lifted up the needle and stepped forward, his head suddenly felt heavy, he staggered, fell to the ground, and fainted...
At this time, Xia Langlang, dressed as a tomboy, jumped out from the side. She hurriedly ran forward, hugged Xiao Qingtian and ran away. During the process, she did not forget to pat her shoulders to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, don't cry, don't cry, Qingtian."
, next time whoever forces you to take an injection, tell Brother Xia, Brother Xia will help you beat him..."
Qingtian was speechless at Xia Langlang's self-promotion, but he also thanked her for rescuing him. She looked back at An Yi who had fallen on the carpet, and asked, "What did you do to Aunt An?"
"I knew when I was in Baiyue that she was so sensitive that she couldn't take sleeping pills from what she ate, drank, or smelled. This time... hehe..." Xia Langlang smiled evilly, "I put sleeping pills in her syringe and potion. This time, it always...
You can't notice it anymore! Let's go, Xiao Qingtian, to thank Brother Xia for going out and playing with me."
"But Aunt An is unconscious in the villa like this..."
"I've notified people. Someone will pick her up and take her back to Baiyue in a moment. I promise she'll be fine!"
"
"Heaven on earth?" Qing Tian was confused, "Where is that?"
"You'll find out when you get there," Xia Langlang, the troublemaker, said with confidence and meaningless assurance, "You're right to follow Brother Xia."