For a while, the two were speechless.
Yi Lang didn't seem to be good at coping with such a situation, so he said dryly, "Why did you come here?"
Hearing this, Xue Xue turned around and looked at him with her long legs halfway up on the bed.
Just when Yi Lang was stared at by this close-range stare until a suspicious blush gradually appeared behind his ears, Xue Xueyu said with a smile: "Didn't you say that, I miss you."
At the moment, Yi Lang only felt that his brain was completely blank as if it had been burned by fireworks.
Xue Xue thought it was very interesting.
It stands to reason that men, as idols who live under the spotlight and are chased by the camera and countless fans with enthusiastic eyes, should not be so amused.
Moreover, at this time, Yi Lang has become more mature and restrained compared with the teenagers who shine in talent shows. He is able to face all kinds of situations with ease. When swept over, the momentum revealed inadvertently.
Time left a mark on Yi Lang in a special way.
Perhaps this is called growth.
Different times, different faces.
It's all Yi Lang.
Including the one who had experienced darkness and struggled in darkness.
"You should know that I'm a reporter, right?" Xue Xue suddenly said, "I know that Chen Wenhua must have investigated me clearly. Well, then, I have a colleague, and she has a cousin..."
The charming atmosphere disappeared completely.
Yi Lang frowned, not understanding why Xue Xue suddenly pulled so far away until he heard...
"I don't know if you still have an impression. Her cousin's name is Lin Wanmei. She is your junior high school classmate from the next class."
Xue Xue seems to be chatting casually, but in fact, he has been paying attention to the changes in Yi Lang's expression.
Seeing the blood quickly fade from his face, Xue Xue knew that he was right.
The wound will not disappear with time, and it is the best result to let it fade naturally. However, sometimes the hideous scar will not fade, but after a long period of precipitation, it will become new and more profound. .
Yi Lang's situation is the latter.
Because there is someone who has been reminding him of what happened.
"After meeting Lin Wanmei, she told me about you..."
"What do you want?"
Yi Lang interrupted Xue Xue suddenly.
Xue Xue looked up at him.
The indifference and vigilance in the man's eyes made her heart twitch, and the sudden pain spread throughout her body before she could even realize it.
Xue Xue had expected such a situation.
If time permits, she can plan slowly, carefully knock on Yi Lang's heart wall, wait patiently until the day Yi Lang accepts her, and then solve the problem with him.
But time waits for no one.
Yi Lang's current situation is like a volcano with an excessive backlog of energy. On the surface, the waves are calm, but the inside is ready to stir, and it begins to boil. As soon as the time comes, it will break through the layers of barriers and usher in a grand eruption.
Then, destroy everything.
Including Yi Lang itself.
She couldn't just watch this happen.
Taking a deep breath, Xue Xue cheered herself up in her heart.
"I want to talk to you, Yi Lang." In the dark eyes of the man, she tried to keep her tone calm. "About the past, present, and future."
past? Now? Is there a future
Yi Lang sneered.
Undisguised ridicule, laughing at Xue Xue's wishful thinking.
"Who are you, want to talk to me?" Yi Lang spoke at a very slow pace, Xue Xue knew that this was a humiliation. "Do you really think that after sleeping with me a few times, you can take care of my affairs?"
"I remember it wasn't written in the contract, right?" When Xue Xue was defenseless, Yi Lang suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin and lifted it up. "Xue Zhiyou, why are you telling me this?"
His voice was as thick and soft as a violin, but the words he spoke were as sharp and sharp as if he were about to cut open a person's heart.
The pain that was running through the nerves seemed to get stronger again.
Xue Xue has no spare energy to analyze, whether it is due to his true feelings, or the instinct of the body, or both.
"Why didn't you speak?" The woman's silence didn't calm the man's malice, but made him push him step by step. "Xue Zhiyou, aren't you very good at talking?"
It seems that this is the first time she has seen Yi Lang so aggressive.
Xue Xue thought in a trance.
Only the next second, the tingling from the skin pulled her back to the cruel reality.
So, Xue Xue pursed her lips and spit out two words.
"no."
The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and it was only when Yi Lang got close that he could hear it clearly.
"no."
She said, with stubbornness in her eyes aggrieved.
Yi Lang was stunned for a moment. The woman's eyes were already red, but she refused to admit defeat easily. She just pressed her throat and said, "I'm Xue Xue, not Xue Zhiyou."
Obviously, this is a sentence beyond Yi Lang's expectations.
What caught Yi Lang by surprise was the next sentence.