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Liana's home is indeed very close to He Yi'an's home, He Yi'an returned to his villa in only ten minutes.
In the dark night, the moon hangs high in the sky.
At this time, after all, it is not time to sleep, and there is a warm light in the windows of every household.
In He Yi'an's hand, he carried the lasagna that Liana's mother gave him.
Between his fingers, he could even feel the heat coming from the glass lunch box.
Fortunately, I didn't have time to cook in the evening, otherwise, there would be too many dishes tonight.
He Yi'an hummed a song while walking on the quiet path.
He came to his house, took out the key, and opened the door.
The room was pitch black, He Yi'an lowered his head and took off his shoes, turned around and turned on the light.
Facing the entrance, he took off his hat and scarf one by one.
Immediately afterwards, when He Yi'an took the lasagna and turned around to eat directly, he found that there was an extra person in the living room.
I saw Shelley sitting on the small and cozy sofa, his pair of dark green eyes suppressing his anger, was staring closely at He Yi'an's face at this moment.
The man's legs were crossed on the other leg, his eyes were cold, like an ice storm in the polar region, rolling with ice balls, cold and full of aggression.
He Yi'an's eyes froze for a moment, his hands were shaking slightly, in order to conceal his embarrassment, he put the lasagna in his hand on the entrance next to him pretending to be calm.
In the quiet room, there was a soft sound of glass colliding with the wooden tabletop.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of turning his back on Shelley, He Yi'an took a deep breath, calmed down his rapidly beating heart, and turned to look at Shelley behind him.
His gaze was calm, more condensed than Shelley's gaze.
"How did you find it?"
He Yi'an spoke in a gentle voice.
Shelley's mind suddenly flashed a pile of fragments of the past life.
"came back?"
"Go wash your hands and prepare to eat."
"If you change the pose, this pose will be ugly when drawn."
His voice has always been so gentle, and his tone has always been so gentle.
But what Shelley didn't understand was, what exactly was He Yi'an thinking, that under such circumstances, he could still be so indifferent and calm.
Shelley suddenly stood up from the sofa. He waited here for five minutes, looking at the cozy layout inside the room, but he kept thinking about the two people he saw leaving side by side when he was sitting in the car just now. .
Occasionally lowering her head to speak, the woman still covered her mouth and smiled lightly.
The two of them seemed to be passionately in love, and they stayed in the villa for a full three hours, which was what he saw.
I haven't seen it, I don't know how long it will be.
Maybe that woman has been here for an afternoon, a day, or even a month
A fragility suddenly flashed in Shelley's eyes, but this fragility was only for a moment, and He Yi'an didn't catch it at all.
"Come back with me."
Shelley said in a hoarse voice.
His originally clear vocal cords seemed to have been polished with sand and stone.
He Yi'an's smile faded a bit, he glanced at the surrounding room, his fingers became cold.
"Don't you see, I've started a new life, Shelley"
He Yi'an wanted to say more.
But Shelley couldn't bear to listen to what he said.
"Are you going back with me or not?"
Shelley's eyes sank, and his voice gradually returned to what He Yi'an remembered.
He Yi'an directly lifted his feet and walked inside.
"I'm not going back, I think I've made my point clear enough."
His back is thin, as usual.
But Shelley remembered his figure when he left, it was thinner than now, compared to it, it seemed that He Yi'an was a bit fatter.
In two years, he lost a lot of weight, but He Yi'an looked healthier and happier.
Shelley turned and left the hut directly.
He Yi'an couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the door being slammed shut, and there was also a sore feeling in his heart, which spread little by little.
Two people, finally can't go back to the past.
Years go forward, no one can recover.
He warmed up the lasagna.
Liana's mother's craftsmanship is very good, the cheese is thick, and it tastes delicious.
When he took his second bite, the door of the villa was forcibly knocked open.
He Yi'an didn't know what happened at all, and looked at the door in a daze. He took his next mouthful of lasagne, which was still lying on the spoon, and carried it in mid-air.
He Yi'an looked at Shelley leading more than a dozen burly men, and he ordered in a cold voice, "Now, clean up here immediately, and move everything back!"
"yes!"
The men's answers were overwhelming.
He Yi'an finally realized what Shelley was trying to do, he got angry from the guts, and went straight to the crime.
"Shelley!"
He watched Shelley walking towards him quickly.
He Yi'an only felt that he had never been so angry before.
He used to think that Shelley was domineering, but he never realized that Shelley disrespected him so much.
Although he was at fault for feigning death.
But if it wasn't for this method, He Yi'an would have no way to leave.
When he was about to argue with Shelley.
Shelley didn't say a word, stepped forward and made a knife with his hand, and hit He Yi'an on the back of the neck.
He Yi'an only felt his eyes go dark, he lost consciousness immediately, and collapsed on the dining chair.
Shelley glanced at the lasagna on the white china plate in front of him.
He Yi'an has made lasagna, and it looks completely different from this lasagna.
He remembered the lunch box that He Yi'an brought back home just now.
Shelley was directly attached to the plate, carrying lasagne, and threw the things into the trash can on the side.
After watching the two things being thrown into the trash can, Shelley's eyes calmed down a lot.
"You can't blame me either."
Shelley's eyes were sad, and he looked at He Yi'an with a helpless expression.
"I can only do this, if you don't leave with me today, I don't seem to be able to live tomorrow."-
When He Yi'an woke up again, he was already lying on the familiar bed.
I don't know how long he slept, but he has already returned to Belgium.
He Yian frowned, wanting to get up.
However, he found that his wrist had been handcuffed to the head of the bed by a silver handcuff.
No wonder when I sleep, I always feel that there is something wrong with my wrist.
He skillfully turned on the desk lamp beside him.
Although he hasn't lived in this place for two years, everything remains the same as when he left.
Just after turning on the light, He Yi'an first looked around to see if there was another person in the room.
After seeing that he was the only one in the room, He Yi'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With the help of the light, he looked around for a place where the keys could be placed.
But because of the handcuffs, there is only so much room for him to move around, and there is no way to go down to search for it.
In the end, he panted and leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes full of sadness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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