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Seeing that An Xiaojing hadn't answered his calls, Yan Wujing called An Xiaojing's assistant, Xiao Ze.

Ozawa kept Yan Wujing's mobile phone number, which was asked by Yan Wujing's special assistant Yun Shu, saying that he would know in time if Yan Wujing called him in the future.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

"Where's Xiaojing? Why didn't he come to the villa?"

When Ozawa heard Yan Wujing calling the word Xiaojing, he was completely dumbfounded. Yan Wujing was obviously a few years younger than An Xiaojing, so why did he sound like he was older than An Xiaojing?

"I just sent Brother Ang back to the apartment, but he didn't say he was going to the villa."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wujing frowned, his expression clearly displeased.

"Ah."

Yan Wujing hung up Xiaoze's phone directly, and asked the driver to prepare the car. He wanted to drive to An Xiaojing himself.

An Xiaojing had already finished his shower and was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. He was a little puzzled when he heard the doorbell ringing, and he didn't quite understand who would come to him at this time, after all, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

An Xiaojing walked over and took a look at the surveillance, only to see Yan Wujing standing at the door of his house in a windbreaker.

What is he doing here at this time?

An Xiaojing opened the door reluctantly, and asked indifferently: "Mr. Yan, you are not resting at home at this time, what are you doing at my house?"

Yan Wujing looked at An Xiaojing, he could sense the indifference in An Xiaojing's tone, it wasn't like that when he talked on the phone in the morning, what's going on now?

Yan Wujing pretended to be wronged, "Xiao Jing, I feel a little uncomfortable, can I have a drink with you?"

An Xiaojing was a bit resentful at first, although he didn't know what he was complaining about, but when he saw Yan Wujing's red-eyed look of grievance, his heart immediately felt a pain.

Forget it, what do you care about with a child.

"Come in first."

As soon as Yan Wujing entered the room, he walked to the sofa and sat down, like a frightened little rabbit, sitting there curled up in a ball.

Seeing this, An Xiaojing walked over worriedly and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Yan Wujing took the opportunity to hug An Xiaojing, An Xiaojing was frightened and was stunned, but luckily he didn't push Yan Wujing away.

An Xiaojing's hands were hanging in the air, neither holding Yan Wujing nor letting go.

"You...what happened to you?"

"You...have I told you about my family?"

"Did something happen to your family?"

Yan Wujing hugged An Xiaojing, looked at him with red eyes, and said with a melancholy expression: "My parents are fighting again."

"This……"

"From childhood to adulthood, they have quarreled countless times in front of me, and each time they said that it was because of me that they did not get divorced, but I wish they would get divorced quickly, and I don't want to see them quarreling again."

Yan Wujing was like a frightened little rabbit at this time, An Xiaojing sighed helplessly, completely treating Yan Wujing as a child who was injured and needed to be comforted.

An Xiaojing gently patted Yan Wujing's back, and comforted him: "You are already an adult, if they want to quarrel, just quarrel, let them go, you live your own life, don't worry so much."

"But Xiaojing, they don't love me, no one loves me, why don't they love me? Every time we quarrel, they scold me and use me as a punching bag, just like just now, they also said that I am a bastard and shouldn't I was born between the two of them, if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be bound, they wouldn't be tied together for a lifetime."

"They're all talking angry words. There's no parent who doesn't love their children. Besides, their bondage isn't you at all. If they want to divorce, they just leave. What does it have to do with you?"

An Xiaojing looked at Yan Wujing's red-eyed look of grievance, he touched Yan Wujing's head, and said with a smile, "Wujing, don't care what they say in the future, who said no one loves you anymore? I love you."

An Xiaojing is completely coaxing Yan Wujing like a child now, but Yan Wujing doesn't mind that An Xiaojing coaxes him like a child, and instead takes the opportunity to climb into An Xiaojing's bed.

"Brother An, can I sleep with you tonight? I'm a little scared. I had shadows when I was a child. I'm afraid of the dark. Especially after they quarreled. I'm even more afraid of being alone. It's like the whole world has abandoned me. Same."

"Okay, you can stay at my house tonight, my bed is very big anyway."