The agent's comeback time for Tu Yan is January 2.
There were only a few days left, and Tu Yan was not panicking, but felt unwell all over his body. The inexplicable irritability covered almost every corner of his body, making him restless.
The agent thought he was nervous, and came to talk with him specially, but after a long chat, she found that Tu Yan was not worried about her comeback at all, and told him that he had lost hundreds of thousands of fans in the past six months, and he didn't care much, and didn't blink his eyelids. a bit.
The agent thought about it and guessed: "Xiaoyan, are you approaching the estrus period?"
Tu Yan sat up abruptly, time passed quickly in his mind, and finally realized the crux of the problem.
Yes, it is indeed almost estrus.
To be precise, it was delayed, it should have come a few days ago.
"Do you need me to help you buy antipyretic pills?" the agent asked him in a low voice.
Antipyretics are currently the most effective drugs to solve the omega estrus period except for physiological combination, and have no side effects.
Tu Yan shook his head, "I have it at home."
"Okay, then you pay attention to rest."
The agent knows Tu Yan's temperament and has always been indifferent to others. Even though the agent has been with him since his debut, he still can't get into his private life, and even he quits the circle for no reason. For such a big event in half a year, Tu Yan only told her that "urgent matters at home may take half a year. During this time, you can bring other artists", and he did not disclose other details to her.
The agent felt very chilling at first, but now he is gradually getting used to it. Tu Yan has a wealthy family, looks very good, and his acting skills belong to the type of talented teenagers. enough.
"I have nothing to do, I'll go first," Tu Yan flipped through the schedule, checked the time with his agent, put down the folder, and said, "By the way, I'll drive back by myself without a driver."
"Okay, you have a good rest these days." The agent asked again.
Tu Yan hooked the car keys, got in the car, and sat alone in the small driver's seat for a while, and finally chose to follow his heart and drive to that place.
When he signed the divorce agreement, he thought that he would never come back here again. Who would have thought that it had been less than a month and this was his second visit.
The man must not have gotten off work. The villa looked pitch-dark from the outside. Tu Yan put down his heart, pressed the brim of his cap, lowered his head and walked to the door to unlock the combination.
The password is still Tu Yan's birthday and wedding anniversary.
Tu Yan snorted softly.
He walked in and first looked at the shoe cabinet and the living room. There was only a pair of slippers on the cushion at the door. The sofa was clean and there was no trace of guests coming and going.
Not bad, Tu Yan raised his eyebrows.
He walked to the bedroom and smelled the faint woody fragrance that was exclusive to that person. It lingered quietly and not aggressively in his nostrils, Tu Yan stopped, and his eyes suddenly became wet, and everything that happened in this room came to his mind. .
But he knew that all this had been ended by his own hands, and no matter how much he missed it, it would only add to his troubles. He sniffed and attributed all the fragile emotions just now to the coming estrus period.
He walked to the closet, opened half of his top, and found a smoky gray knitted cardigan among the neatly arranged dark coats. It was already early autumn, and the temperature was getting lower every day. Tu Yan thought: take this He shouldn't have found out.
He tucked the cardigan into his bag, thought for a moment, and reached for a basic shirt.
The two clothes he stole a week ago had already been wrinkled and drooled by his sleep. Tu Yan disliked it very much, and he desperately needed the smell of that person. The fact that he couldn't resist the instinct was a last resort.
It's not my fault, I can only blame God for making me an omega, and Tu Yan excused himself in his heart.
He pulled out the closet, cleaned up the scene, and when he was about to leave, he went to the bathroom to take a look.
Toiletries for a solitary person.
Tu Yan didn't know what he was confirming, maybe he knew, but he refused to admit it. After a quick glance, he ran out the door.
As a result, when he was about to run to the gate of the courtyard, he heard the footsteps of the man.
Tu Yan was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He didn't stop the car all of a sudden. He tripped over his shoelaces at the gate of the courtyard. He would grab the iron gate with both hands to prevent him from falling.
The man walked up quickly, and before he had time to speak, Tu Yan hid on the side of the low wall and shouted, "Don't come in!"
Before his heartbeat could calm down, he was embarrassed by his own stupidity.
He heard a faint sound of pressing the keys of the combination lock, and panicked quickly: "I told you not to come in! Come in and try!"
There is no hint of a thief's self-consciousness in this tone.
The man seemed to stop and took a half step back. Tu Yan heard the familiar sound of metal crutches hitting the ground, and his neck to cheeks couldn't stop getting hot.
He heard the man ask, "Did you get hurt just now?"
The voice was still low and gentle.
Tu Yan answered honestly: "No."
He and that person hadn't seen each other for nearly a month, and now there was a low wall across from him, and Tu Yan felt a sense of uneasy feeling, as if he had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it.
After a long time, Tu Yan's frantic heartbeat returned to normal, and the crimson-orange sunset slowly lost its color, but the man suddenly spoke, with a smile in his tone, he said, "Treasure, if you keep stealing, I'm about to run out of clothes."
Tu Yan blushed with shame, and said bitterly, "I will pay it back, do you think I'm rare?"