I Just Want to Divorce

25

"Okay? Ye Fei," Yan Xiao leaned closer and repeated, "I want to be with you."

He just stared at Ye Fei with those quiet and sincere eyes. He didn't have the force of asking Ye Fei's address just now. His whole body exuded a strong expectation, which made people unable to refuse.

Ye Fei had no choice but to take Yan Xiao like this, she just wanted to give him everything he wanted. But he can't. Losing a person he once liked and losing a lover are two very different feelings.

The former will regret and feel lost, but will not indulge for too long, while the latter will be painful, heartbreaking, and may not even be able to come out for the rest of their lives.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most powerless and fairest things in the world. No matter whether they are poor, poor, rich or expensive, they are all treated equally. After the unfortunate encounter, there is no other way but appointment.

So he can bear it himself, Yan Xiao doesn't need to get involved.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan," Ye Fei ruthlessly pushed away the hand on her shoulder, "You're not my type."

Yan Xiao seemed to have suffered a heavy blow in an instant, and his whole person turned gloomy. But he didn't move, he just stood there with his back straight, with a strong composure, and stubbornly asked Ye Fei: "Then what type do you like?"

Ye Fei leaned her back against the kitchen door, turned her head away from him, and said, "I know how to play and make fun."

Yan Xiao moved his lips and looked at Ye Fei stubbornly: "What do you want to play, I'll accompany you."

Ye Fei's heart hurts.

In his two lifetimes, Yan Xiao was the only person who treated him well. He was so sincere and serious, he cut open all his feelings in front of Ye Fei without reservation, but Ye Fei had to forcefully refuse.

Ever since she was a child, Ye Fei has never done any evil or sorry for anyone, but now she doesn't even have the qualifications to like someone.

Ye Fei's throat moved, and she lowered her eyes: "Mr. Yan is joking."

He pulled at the tassel tassels attached to the kitchen door and smiled indifferently: "I don't think I've heard of this today, you're just on impulse. If you like this kind of feeling, it comes and goes quickly..."

"I'm not impulsive," Yan Xiao interrupted and asked again, "How can I come quickly?"

He persevered in chasing Ye Fei's gaze until he looked at him before continuing: "Then can you like me sooner? Ye Fei."

Ye Fei couldn't say anything at once, he was silent for a long time, and then he said with difficulty: "Don't be like this, who hasn't liked a few people before and will forget it."

"I won't forget," Yan Xiao said, "I always remember you."

Ye Fei always felt something was wrong with what he said. What does it mean to always remember you? But now his mind is confused, he can't think at all, and he doesn't get to the bottom of it.

Yan Xiao was so persistent and persistent, Ye Fei didn't know how to convince him to give up. You can't tell him that he will get sick soon and won't live long.

What about that perfectly healthy test report?

In the end, he could only say powerlessly: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Yan Xiao answered immediately, as if no matter what Ye Fei did to him, he would accept it completely and accept it infinitely, "Don't apologize."