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, you go to her. "Yan Zhe suddenly mentioned the word fiancee, which made Yang Yuan feel a little guilty.

"Hey, that... I want to ask you something before I say it."

Yan Zhe remained silent, he vaguely knew what Yang Yuan was going to ask, and he had some anticipation in his heart.

Yang Yuan pursed his lips and organized his words. Thousands of words choked in his heart for a while and he said in a low voice:

"Yan Zhe, I really hate you. I admit that I was a mess at the beginning. I often found trouble with you, and deliberately bullied you to let you wash my clothes and cook for me. But when I was with you, I felt that You are very nice. I think you are the best person to me besides my family. At the beginning, I really thought about you not going home and inheriting those family businesses and living a normal life. I also thought about what house the two of us would buy in the future , I have thought about what kind of pets to keep and even what style of home decoration.”

Yang Yuan's voice was nice and sexy, but what he said now made Yan Che feel uncomfortable. The more he said that, the more guilty Yan Che felt.

"Yang Yuan..."

"When you left without saying goodbye, I hated you. I was so kind to you. I washed your clothes, cleaned your house, and warmed your bed for massage. I was so aggrieved that you left me behind. Later I knew It was my dad who found you, and I hate my dad too. So I didn’t go home, I bought a house outside, didn’t my dad just want me to go home, I won’t go back, I want to let him know that my life is not It's in his hands."

When Yang Yuan said it, recalling the feeling at that time, he still felt angry and strong resistance.

"But then my dad got sick. When he was lying on the hospital bed, I watched him put on the ventilator and wait for the sentence of fate quietly like an ordinary patient. People in the big picture are very different. I suddenly feel that I have failed, the love I worked so hard for is gone, and I am not happy when my father who has been destroying my life is down. Because I am not a good son."

Yan Zhe buried his face in the fluffy and soft pillow, he didn't know what to say.Regarding Yang Yuan, he spent three years asking himself over and over again in the dead of night, and never regretted it.

Hundreds of times in the past three years, every night, the name Yang Yuan has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it has become a mole, a tumor in my heart.Can't put it down, can't forget to torture myself every day.

"I have been dreaming of you almost every night for the past three years. I have the same dream repeatedly. I question you in my dream and ask why you abandoned me. But when I saw you, I couldn't say a word. I Just thinking, as long as you say that you miss me, I can hug you tightly and turn over everything before."

"Yan Zhe, let me ask you now, have you ever thought about me in the past three years?"

Yan Zhe's silent tears welled up in his eyes and wet the snow-white pillow.

He didn't speak, just lying on his stomach in silence.Yang Yuan took a deep breath, not daring to breathe loudly.

Just when Yang Yuan thought that Yan Che had fallen asleep, finally a faint voice sounded like the sounds of nature to Yang Yuan, "I think about it, I really think about it."

It was a feeling that I don't know how to describe.Joy, such as relief, rushed to Yang Yuan's heart, making Yang Yuan feel as if he was dreaming, top-heavy.

"But, you already have a fiancee, so what's the use of talking about it?"

A sour feeling filled the room.Yang Yuan couldn't help laughing, and happily threw himself on Yan Zhe's back and hugged him, "You're jealous, don't worry, she and I just help each other, she has a boyfriend, and I have a boyfriend, but my family disagrees, so we The two had to pretend to be together."

Yan Zhe turned his head abruptly, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true. If I lie, I'll be struck by lightning." Yang Yuan's expression was sincere, and no trace of lying could be seen.

"Shut up and stop talking nonsense." Yan Zhe was very uncomfortable being pressed down, and he twisted to try to get Yang Yuan up, "Get up quickly, I'm going to be late for the opening of the painting exhibition."

"I'm up." Yang Yuan said something and buried his head in Yan Che's neck.

"Then get up quickly."

"I'm really up."

It wasn't until Yan Che felt something pressing against him behind him that he realized that Yang Yuan was talking about getting up.

Yan Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "Beast."

Exhibition opening

Chi Yuxin was too drunk and disheveled outside.So when he came back, he was severely punished by Cheng Zhao, and he woke up after three poles in the sun.

The first thing I do when I wake up is look at my phone.

When Cheng Zhao came out of the bathroom, he saw Chi Yuxin lying half up on the head of the bed, with a corner of the quilt casually placed on his body, talking on the phone and talking excitedly.

"You and Yan Zhe are reconciled. What about Qin Yusheng? Qin Yu grows up so beautifully, and gets along with Yan Zhe day and night, so you don't have to worry about what will happen to them."

On the other side of the phone.

When Yang Yuan heard this, his heart beat.Qin Yusheng was indeed very attractive, but he didn't want to admit that Qin Yusheng was more attractive than him, so he said bluntly, "What are you talking about, I'm so handsome, why would Yan Zhe like it when I'm with you That Qin Yusheng. You crow mouth, don't talk nonsense."

Just when Yang Yuan was about to hang up the phone, a word came from his hand that made him very happy.

"When I went to pick you up yesterday, a man came to pick up Qin Yusheng. They are very affectionate. They should be his boyfriend."

Boy friend.

Hearing these three words, Yang Yuan felt that looking at Qin Yusheng's face was much kinder.Now that he has a boyfriend, Yan Zhe will definitely not have anything to do with Qin Yusheng.

Because of Qin Yusheng's support and Yang Yuan's reputation, the opening ceremony was very successful, which also made Yan Zhe's reputation popular among the upper class.

There was an endless stream of people at the art exhibition, and the beautiful paintings made people feel at ease.The unique environment inside the tube and the natural lighting make the artistic conception of the painting extremely beautiful.

There was another person among the guests who came and went. To Yang Yuan, he was an unexpected visitor.

Bu Wei also came.In just three years, Buwei's company has leapt into the upper class, and the strength of the company cannot be underestimated.

Three years had polished Bu Wei's vigor and arrogance. Now that he is in front of Yan Zhe, it is difficult for people to compare him with the previous Bu Wei.

He said he would fight for it, and he would.

The light shone on Yan Zhe's face, and the soft light made his facial features delicate, his brows were not as cold as before, but a little more calm and friendly.

I don't know if it was because he saw a painting he liked the most, or because of the person talking to him beside him.

Yang Yuan and Yan Zhe had just reconciled, and Yang Yuan followed Yan Zhe throughout the exhibition, while Qin Yusheng was surrounded by celebrities' wives and couldn't get away, so the two found a corner.

The painting shows a hand, a hand that is open and waiting to be held.That hand had clear bones, five slender fingers, graceful and powerful.Obviously it is a painting that looks very sad and lonely, but the name of the painting is "Waiting for Hope".

Yang Yuan stared in front of the painting for a long time. He looked left and right, then held Yan Che's hand and said, "What were you thinking about when you were painting this painting?"

Yan Zhe just said lightly, "It's nothing."

It was his first year abroad. At that time, he suffered from back pain and was sent to the hospital.The doctor said that his waist protrudes acutely, and if he does not take good care of it, he may become paralyzed in the future.

At that time, he felt that he had failed to the extreme, and he was discharged from the hospital after a month of rest.At that time, he was lying on the hospital bed always wondering whether it was right for him to do so, every night he would dream of Yang Yuan questioning him, asking him why he left without saying goodbye.

His hand let go of Yang Yuan in order to paint, and every time he painted, he would look at his hand holding the paintbrush, thinking about what it would be like to meet Yang Yuan if he returned to China, and this With one hand holding the paintbrush that he didn't hold once, can he hold the hand he once let go again?

He doesn't know what he wants to grasp, misty, persistent, pursuit, thousands of words can't explain clearly, so he calls it hope.

Just as the two were rubbing their ears together, a voice interrupted their conversation.

A pleasant voice came, "Yan Zhe, long time no see."

When Yan Zhe heard his name, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time.

Bu Wei stretched out his hand, waiting for Yan Zhe to shake it back.Yang Yuan's expression on one side of his face became a little ugly.

Yan Zhe was just stunned for a moment, and it took him a second to react before reaching out his hand, "Long time no see, Bu Wei. I heard that your business is getting better and better recently. Congratulations."

There is no too strong emotional collision, just a touch of nostalgia, the kind of love and grievance and pain from a long time ago have become too ordinary after the erosion of time.

Bu Wei stared straight at Yan Zhe's face, as if he wanted to see his changes in the past few years from his face.He didn't care about Yang Yuan who was standing on the side at all.

For Bu Wei's naked eyes, Yang Yuan was really upset. He stepped forward and turned sideways just to block Bu Wei's sight, and said casually, "Boss Bu, I heard that the land on the outskirts of the city is Your company also participated in the bidding. Why, you still have the mind to come out to see the art exhibition."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air suddenly became thinner.Bu Wei's eyes moved away from Yan Zhe, and he looked at Yang Yuan with a hint of sarcasm without fear, "Mr. Is there anything wrong with my classmate's art exhibition? Mr. Yang, for that piece of land, I am bound to win it. I don't know if Mr. Yang is ready for the bidding three days later. I have already booked a big dining room to celebrate