Yan He woke up again at night.

The whole figure looked like he had just been fished out of the water, covered in cold sweat.

He just sat there stunned for a while.

I just got off the bed and walked out in the dark.

There was no light in the living room, but it somehow made the originally quiet environment even more deserted.

The sugar jar she left behind was still on the coffee table.

It is already the most vibrant color in this relatively small space.

Yan He stayed at the door of the room for a long time.

Then he slowly came forward and sat down on the sofa.

He held the jar in his arms again and took out a gummy candy.

Happy Gummies

This is a string of English letters printed on the packaging.

I pinched the soft candy lightly and it bounced around nicely, and there was a faint aroma of passion fruit.

But the ingredients inside are not just passion fruit.

Yan He felt the taste in his mouth.

Looking down at the bright red candy, the faint smell of saffron mask was wrapped in it.

It’s hard to find out without trying it.

Watch and watch.

A blue candy suddenly appeared in front of me. Although the color was different, the packaging was the same.

As for the words above, Yan He didn't read them carefully at all.

I vaguely remember it being a string of English letters.

Whether it was Happy Candy or not, she had no idea.

He reached out and took another one from the jar.

Perhaps it was because he ate something sweet, and the depression that he had just woken up from the nightmare slowly dissipated a lot.

Then she opened another one.

She ate as long as she sat in the living room.

When he came to his senses, one-third of the originally full jar of candies was gone.

She threw all the candy shells on the coffee table into the trash can.

He closed the lid and carried him back into the house.

The living room fell into silence again.

five minutes later.

The door was opened again, and the person who entered came out and squatted beside the coffee table.

Picked up the candy shells from the trash can.

One by one, I laid them out carefully, making sure that no one was left behind before I got up and went back to the house.

Except for the missing candy jar, nothing seemed to have changed in the living room.

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"Finally there's only one last scene left, take over..."

Jessie leaned against the car window and sighed. She turned her head and saw that she took out another red candy from her pocket.

"Is your candy so delicious?"

Since the concert in Hong Kong City ended, I thought she wasn't interested and didn't like it.

I never thought that this candy would appear from time to time at first.

Although the frequency of appearances is not high.

But it can also be said that it almost runs through their entire work journey.

"It's delicious."

Yan He pinched the candy shell and raised his head in confusion: "Do you want it?"

As he spoke, he put his hand into his pocket.

Jessie has always liked heavy food, even snacks.

This sweet thing is not suitable for her.

Subconsciously, he started to shake his head: "No, no, no, no, I don't want it."

The voice just fell.

A candy with the same shape but different packaging appeared on the white and tender palm.

"..."

I thought I was going to give her something she liked, but I didn't expect to give it to her something she didn't like.

Jessie twitched the corner of her mouth, suddenly rebellious and wanted to eat.

But not this.

He reached out and pointed towards the slightly bulging pocket: "I want the package you eat from, the one Super Handsome Bi gave you."

"I want to be happy too."

The person who still had candy in his mouth obviously didn't expect that she would suddenly pick it up.

He was slightly stunned.

But he didn't refuse. He actually lowered his head and took out one from another pocket and gave it to her.

Jessie took both.

Taste it.

"Doesn't it taste the same?"

They all smelled of rich passion fruit, but she didn't feel any difference anyway.

One of the candy shells in his hand was taken back.

I heard her whisper back: "It's different."

Jessie lowered her head and flipped through the remaining wrapping paper, but she really didn't understand.

This is probably the difference in taste.

If two packs of the same type of spicy strips were presented to her now, she would still be able to tell which one was delicious and which one was not.

But she was a little curious.

"But why are they all passion fruit flavored but different in color? Why is it red?"

"Because there are other flavors."

"..."

Jessie couldn't taste it, so they decided not to discuss the topic.

The candy shell that was originally neat was wrinkled and extremely ugly after she pinched it again and again.

She just let it go.

On a whim: "How about we go out for a walk?"

"..."

Yan He looked out the window at the Western buildings that were very different from domestic styles.

There are also unfamiliar faces.

The conflict in my heart is deeper than when I was in China.

Her first reaction was to refuse. She didn't really want to go shopping and felt unmotivated.

The only thing I want to do now is go back to the hotel and rest.

Even if you can't sleep, just lie down and do nothing.

He turned to look at the person who was still waiting for his promise: "Go ahead, just swipe my card if you like."

"Tsk... My dear, that's not how money is used."

He said this, but his eyes narrowed in laughter.

Jessie quietly leaned in the middle: "Let's take a walk together. Don't waste such good weather and scenery. Maybe you can feel better?"

"Just leave for a while. If you really don't like it, we'll go back right away. It's boring for me to be alone."

Yan He took a breath.

After all, he didn’t refuse anymore and nodded.

Jessie immediately leaned on the back of the seat and asked the driver to stop on the roadside in front.

Extraordinarily joyful and bright.

Yan He looked away, half-lidded his eyes, and glanced at her jingling wrist.

Reach into your pocket.

Pinch the gummy inside.

I know that Yan He has left work and doesn't like to receive everyone's attention in his current situation.

Before getting out of the car, Jessie took out sunglasses and a hat from her bag and handed them to her.

"If it's really hard, we'll go back."

"it is good."

But a person's appearance can be concealed, but his temperament can never be concealed.

It's inevitable that people can't help but look back and stop.

Even in Yan He's eyes, he was already in a state of despair.

Although Jessie's eyes were looking everywhere, her attention did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

When countless people looked over, she was worried first, and asked softly: "Should we go back first?"

This street is not a must-see.

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