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Chapter 309 I don't want to separate
It didn't take long to discuss work. After Qian Yu mentioned Yan Cheng, Zhong Jiuyin was more concerned about the "faucet" at home that might not be turned on.

She turned on the screen frequently to check the time, an hour had passed, she didn't know if Yan Chengli had left, and the key had not been returned yet.

How could Qian Yu fail to see that she was absent-minded? People who fall in love are like wearing three bottles of perfume in bright red and green clothes. It can be seen from three streets away. someone".

Moreover, it is even more obvious that they are a couple who fell in love and had to separate when they liked each other the most.

He simply ended the conversation happily and asked her to go home early to rest and have a good afternoon at work.

In fact, there is a rest room for her in the studio, thinking that they will not go back at noon, and they will go out to catch up with the announcement after eating together, which is just right and can save time.

But it looks like I don't need that lounge today.

Zhong Jiuyin noticed his meaningful eyes, but pretended not to see them, and went straight home after leaving the studio.

The house was so quiet that she didn't realize it, and she deliberately lowered her voice when she opened the door.

The door was gently closed, and her eyes fell on the living room.

Yan Cheng didn't leave, but lay on the sofa with his legs bent, took off his coat and covered his body, seeing the slightly frowning brows, he didn't sleep well.

She stood there for a while, looking at him, but her eyes were not focused, her thoughts scattered, thinking about a month ago.

Not long after they developed further, Yan Cheng flew abroad to film a movie, and saw each other once every half a month, and every time they came back, they hugged and kissed each other at the door so that they didn't know who was who.

When the kiss was intense, the two would stagger down on this couch, their jackets thrown aside, and kiss each other's bodies, gasping for breath.

Yan Cheng is the type who seduces her and takes the initiative. He will stop her after kissing for a while before going to bed, and after that, he will not refuse anything she does.

So at that time, she pressed him more often, and teased him on this sofa that he looked like he deserved to be kissed.

And at the very beginning, the two of them seemed to be on a blind date for the first time, sitting there reading a book on the bedside, every word she said was inducing him to kiss, and every expression on his face was speechless.

But that was a few months ago.

"Yan Cheng," she walked a few steps and ruthlessly woke him up, "Didn't you tell sister Xu to come pick you up?"

Yan Cheng's eyes were still bloodshot, he was a little dazed when he opened his eyes, he closed his eyes again before propping up his upper body and said: "She ignored me, maybe she was trying to catch up on sleep. I'm sorry, I didn't leave in time, did I sleep for a long time? "

She pursed her lips, walked to the side to drink water, and didn't look at him.

"It's been a few hours. Call Sister Xu now, and you won't be unresponsive for half a day if you catch up on sleep."

"it is good."

Listening to the movement behind him, Zhong Jiuyin took the water and was about to drink it when he realized that the cup should have been used by him.

She paused and put down the cup, but she still didn't turn around, her eyes were only looking at the one-acre three-point area in front of her aimlessly.

Then I found that the living room cabinet seemed to have been tidied up.

"You moved my things?" She seemed to finally find a reason to turn to say something else.

Yan Cheng was holding his mobile phone, when he heard this, he stopped, looked at her and replied, "Well, I just took the medicine and didn't feel like going to sleep, so I tidied up the pile of books. Have you disturbed your habit of placing books?"

"without thanks."

"It's okay." The polite conversation made it difficult for each other.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't like this feeling.

She had been in an uncomfortable mood for too long, reflexively bored and agitated by this stuffy feeling.

"Why didn't you hear the call?" She was a little too harsh, and said directly, "Put on your clothes and go first, if she is really free, take a taxi back."

After directly breaking through his disguise, Yan Cheng paused with his hands in the air.

The two looked at each other, one expressionless and the other full of disappointment.

"You really want to drive me away?" He sat motionless on the sofa, looking at her quietly with his gloomy black pupils.

"We have broken up." She repeated this sentence, not knowing who she was speaking to.

"I'm living a pretty good life now. I'm actively facing work every day. I occasionally cook a meal when I'm free. I give feedback to the doctor on time, chat with friends, and I'm trying to repair my relationship with my mother...I'm fine, Yan Cheng, I For the time being, I don't want to waste my energy in any relationship that makes me uncomfortable."

After she finished speaking, she kept swallowing to suppress her emotions, and then, regardless of whether she minded or not, she picked up the glass and drank half a glass of water with her head up.

But Yan Cheng said calmly: "Looking up and down, it's not normal to look up at me. I understand your concern for me, but you also understand that I don't want to lose your thoughts."

He stood up and walked over to her.

Zhong Jiuyin was sensitively aware of the atmosphere of a showdown, and breathed to calm down her emotions. According to his request, she raised her head and looked directly at him normally.

"But I also said, let's separate and calm down, don't you understand the meaning of this sentence?"

"Understood, but I just can't help myself wanting to see you, what can I do? We have only been together for a short time, and we broke up when our relationship was just right. Who can resist not seeing each other and not talking?"

Yan Cheng forcibly pulled her hand, like before, with her Adam's apple attached to it, and when swallowing, the Adam's apple slid up and down between her fingers.

"I miss you so much, I don't want to be separated."

Zhong Jiuyin was a little lost, and let him slide her hand down, and finally stopped on her heart.

He has a low-grade fever, his body is slightly hot, and he only wears a slightly thicker sweater, with his palms on it, he can clearly feel the beating of his heart.

"I don't want to separate," he repeated in a low voice, "Even if you want to, I respect your choice, but I also want to express my thoughts and let you know."

"...Why hasn't the fever subsided after taking the medicine?" She only said these innocuous words.

Yan Cheng didn't force her, and took advantage of the situation to hug her.

She wanted to push it away: "Just express what you mean, don't be so intimate."

Hugging around, is this expressing ideas, this is putting it into action.

"Just hug it." Yan Cheng buried his head in her neck, his slightly hot lips pressed against her carotid artery, making her tremble.

"Don't push yourself too far."

"No. I don't seem to be pushing my limits."

"..." So it means that she is the only one who pushes forward?
She wanted to say more, but suddenly a little wetness came from her neck, which made her startled.

After being quiet for a while, Zhong Jiuyin called him hesitantly: "Yan Cheng?"

Yan Cheng breathed out, his throat was not so sour and tight, and he was able to speak: "I saw your diary."

She froze: "I told you to lie down in the living room, who let you into my study?"

"I'm sorry. For this matter, and for that matter at the beginning."

"..." She was silent for a while, and said without opening her face, "I know you are right, can you predict it in advance and run to another street to faint?"

"If I wasn't so dizzy that day, I could remember your face clearly and find you out in advance."

"There's no need to make such an assumption. I've said it's not your fault, and you don't have to repent."

"But I don't know what else to do but confess."

(End of this chapter)