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Suddenly being dragged away with his mouth covered, An Yi was startled, and turned around to find that it was Xiao Ah Cheng, who was wearing a handsome little suit, and looked like he had just returned from a party.

"It's okay, An Yi, I'm here."

This seems to be what I said to Ah Cheng when I was a child.

"An Yi?? An Yi??"

who is it? ?Who is calling me? ?

An Yi opened his eyes a little and saw the shadow of a stranger. An Yi closed his eyes again and rolled his eyes a few times. When he opened them again, he found a circle of people around his bed.

"An Yi, are you okay?" It was Wu Yibai who asked this question, he was sitting by the bed, holding An Yi's hand, An Yi looked at him, surprised at his change, he was already so old.

An Yi huddled under the blanket, shaking her head subconsciously.

"Is there any other discomfort besides the headache?" The strange man asked An Yi, and he looked at him with a puzzled expression and explained: "I'm Mo Nanxi, your family doctor."

An Yi thought for a while and still had no impression, so he just nodded.

"What did you think of?" Wu Yibai asked him.

An Yi tilted his head and thought for a while, Wu Yibai and Uncle Wu's hearts were in their throats, only to hear him speak slowly: "I'm hungry.

Wu Yibai let out a long breath, relaxed, and waved to Uncle Wu: "Go and get breakfast." Uncle Wu nodded and walked out.

"I still want to sleep for a while, I'm a little tired." An Yi said a little tiredly.

"Okay, okay, sleep for a while, let's go first." Wu Yibai nodded hurriedly, ordered Mo Nanxi and himself to go out one after the other, closed the door lightly, and Liu An was also in the room rest.

An Yi sat up suddenly, his pupils dilated, and the oxygen he inhaled didn't seem to be enough, and he was shivering all the time.Taking off the sweater, An Yi looked down and saw the hideous scars on his chest. Tears flowed down without warning, and he clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he could clearly feel the scars under his clenched teeth. The smell of blood on the back of the hand.

The feeling of being betrayed invaded the internal organs, like ants crawling over his heart, An Yi was in uncontrollable pain, not a physical injury, but a spiritual destruction.

I used to think that it was Wu Yicheng who needed protection the most, but now it seems that I am the most humble child who is as humble as an ant and the most looked down upon.An Yi grabbed the quilt with one hand and the quilt with the other. An Yi tried his best to suppress the sound, until his joints protruded.

"Wu Yicheng, Wu Yicheng, Wuyicheng, Wuyicheng"

It's not Ah Cheng, it's Wu Yicheng.Perhaps starting from this change of title, An Yi's personality has been completely distorted.

Even if you haven't changed, but I have changed.

The phone vibrated on the table, but An Yi didn't hear it, nor did he see the caller ID on it. It was someone he had missed for three years.

Wu Yicheng is in Canada, and habitually makes overseas calls to An Yi's mobile phone every day. He has been unable to connect to his mobile phone for three years. Today, he was able to get through suddenly. Wu Yicheng immediately put down other actions in his hands, and dialed the number over and over again. , but the other side of the phone never picked up.

After a long time, An Yi and Wu Yicheng realized that the twisted life experience that appeared from the moment of birth doomed them to be entangled with each other for the rest of their lives. Whether it was hate or love, what awaited them was destruction and rebirth.

Until now, An Yi didn't know what his feelings for Wu Yicheng were.

But he never admitted that it was love.

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