MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 3 not hot

Sylvia Lin stood behind the large pillar. From this angle, you could see the backs of the two standing side by side. They seemed to match each other unexpectedly. The man's voice came from the phone that was held to his ear, which was always magnetic and gentle, "Yan Yan?"

Wen Yan, like his name, is gentle, polite, and considerate.

Lin Qingyan once thought that Wen Yan's tenderness belonged to him alone, but reality gave him head-on blows again and again. His expectations were shattered at this moment, and he was very wrong.

Isn't it a business trip? Why are you staying with An Nanyi again? If you can meet them by chance abroad, it's really fateful.

With the last trace of struggle in his arms, Sylvia Lin raised the corner of his lips and smiled, trying his best to ask in a calm and relaxed tone, "Brother Yan, what are you doing?"

The hand clasped tightly by his side revealed his nervousness at this time.

"I'm with the client." Wen Yan glanced at An Nanyi beside him from the corner of his eye. The latter looked at him with teasing eyes. He raised his fist to his lips and coughed a little guilty, speaking in a tone of voice. Concerned: "Yan Yan, I heard about you. How are you now? Are you okay?"

Liar, liar.

If it wasn't for the crash on the spot, Sylvia Lin felt that he would foolishly believe it again. He has always been slow in terms of emotions, and it is precisely because of this that he was deceived by Wen Yan's central air-conditioning-style gentleness. three years.

"No, I'm not good at all." The young man's face was pale, but the corners of his eyes were stained with a touch of red, and the clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he said dumbly: "Brother Yan, I miss you very much. ."

So he came all the way here, but this is what greeted him.

Obviously did not expect the person over the phone to say such a thing, Wen Yan was a little stunned, and his eyes could not help softening, "Yan Yan, Brother Yan misses you too, I will go back to you when I finish my work..."

As he was talking, An Nanyi, who had been silent beside him, suddenly slumped and fell to the ground with a low cry. Wen Yan quickly wrapped his arms around his waist and retrieved the person who was about to fall.

"Yan Yan, I still have some work to do here, so I won't tell you." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation and looked at the person in his arms with concern, "Are you okay? Are you injured? ?"

"It's alright, it's just a sprained foot." Although she said so, An Nanyi frowned in pain, bit her lower lip pitifully, and said angrily, "I can fall even when I walk on flat ground, I'm so stupid. "

"Brother Wen, I'm sorry, because I interrupted your call with Yan Yan. I'm so sorry."

"Fool, how can I blame you, I'll take you to the hospital."

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Looking at the figures of the two next to each other, Sylvia Lin put down the phone, and ran to the distance in a panic as if escaping. Tears blurred his eyes.

He is naturally slow to emotions. The only person he likes is Wen Yan. He is careful, with unreserved enthusiasm, and treats that person with a sincere heart, naively thinking that he can exchange a sincere heart for that person. Another sincerity.

But he didn't realize that some people's hearts are made of stone, and they are not warm.

In the quiet room, the thin young man curled up into a ball and hid in the corner, his face buried in his knees. He didn't even dare to make too much noise when he cried. He could only bite his lower lip and let out a desperate whimper like a kitten. Voice.

The lower lip was bitten with blood, but he didn't respond.

Born without pain, he couldn't even feel what pain was.