I Just Want to Divorce

30

Yan Xiao's heart thumped, and his eardrums swelled violently.

"Familiar." He repeated these two words, looking at Ye Fei without blinking, as if to look into his heart from his face.

"Yeah," Ye Fei stood up, reached out and poked at the small pendant, thoughtfully, "I seem to have bought it..."

He returned the key to Yan Xiao: "Let me tell you, the classmates around me either liked Kobe or Iverson, and I liked Nowitzki alone. All jerseys were No. 42."

Ye Fei smiled and her eyes fell on Yan Xiao's face: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I found a friend, and President Yan also watches the NBA?"

Yan Xiao said, "I don't see it."

Ye Fei was stunned for a while, then she said "oh" indifferently, and automatically understood Yan Xiao's words as having read it in the past, but not now. This is normal. In fact, his liking didn't last long. The heavy study tasks in the third year of high school made him have no time to think about other things.

When I got to college and had other hobbies, I couldn't remember the idols I used to be. After all, the wall is always new.

Yan Xiao guessed that he just grabbed a keychain from somewhere and used it, it had no special meaning.

"Change the keychain when you have time," Ye Fei suggested, turning around and walking towards her door, "This one is so old."

Not only is it old, but there is also a red spot on it, as if it had been dyed with red ink. I don't know how Yan Xiao, who has always loved neatness, endured it.

Ye Fei took out the key to open the door, and just after turning the keyhole, Yan Xiao suddenly called his name beside him: "Ye Fei, your..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang suddenly. Yan Xiao was unmoved and wanted to continue to ask, but Ye Fei raised his chin at him: "answer the phone."

After speaking, he opened the door and entered the house.

Yan Xiao watched him open and close the door, lowered his eyes and pressed the connection: "You better have something to do."

Cheng Minghao on the other side of the phone felt a chill on his back. He didn't understand why he was so angry all of a sudden. He stammered, "Just... I want to discuss with you about the cooperation with the post-doctoral mobile station of the university."

During this time, Yan Xiao always got off work on time, so a lot of work fell on Cheng Minghao. Otherwise, in the past, at this time, he still didn't know where to go.

When it comes to business, Yan Xiao's tone is much calmer. While opening the door, he sorted out the cooperation process for Cheng Minghao.

After finishing the call, Yan Xiao sat on the sofa, staring at the small pendant in a daze.

Like Ye Fei, his apartment was more than 60 square meters. The sofa is small, much cramped than the previous villa.

But Yan Xiao didn't feel uncomfortable. He once slept in the Chase Shop where more than 20 people slept, and what he wanted most was a bed of his own. In comparison, the conditions here were not so good.

The pendant is indeed very old. Even if he keeps it carefully, the white jersey has begun to turn yellow, and it can be seen at a glance that it has been used for many years.

Yan Xiao stretched out his fingers and gently grasped the cold keychain, as if he could grasp the connection with Ye Fei.

I can't remember it well, Yan Xiao said to himself.