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Chapter Twenty Nine

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    Chapter Twenty Nine

    Jiang An just stood outside the door so abruptly, with one hand propped on the door frame, smelling of alcohol, his eyes blurred.

    Wei An frowned, looking at the disheveled Jiang An in front of her, her eyes could not hide the astonishment, which turned into deep disgust after a while.  He was still wearing the suit he wore when he attended Ranyue's wedding yesterday, his shirt had two buttons open, his hem was not tucked into his trousers, and his dark blue tie was half-unbuttoned and drooping on his chest.

    "You've been drinking." As soon as the words came out, Wei An felt that it was unnecessary. Isn't this the fact that is obvious in front of your eyes.  "What are you doing here?" Wei An spoke again, her tone turned below zero, icy cold.  With her hands folded in front of her chest in a defensive posture, Wei An stared at Jiang An with staring eyes.

    Jiang An staggered a step forward and stepped into the house, Wei An subconsciously took a step back to keep a distance from him.

    In the darkness, Wei An could clearly see the expression on Jiang An's face, it was so sad, those eyes seemed to be filled with tears and couldn't flow out, that kind of despair was chilling.  Wei An's body froze, and her brows were furrowed even more.

    "An'an" Jiang An's eyes passed through Wei'an, as if she didn't exist, with a painful smile on the corner of his mouth, "My An'anshe doesn't want me anymore." Like a judgment  , Jiang An's eyes became hollow in an instant.  Wei An froze in place, not knowing what to do.

    "Wei An, do you know where my An An went?" Jiang An seemed to be talking to the air, but his sober expression made Wei An unable to ignore it.

    "Dead." Wei An didn't know where the courage came from, and said these two words coldly.  She saw Jiang An's body collapsed in an instant, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, only his head was still raised high, with a painful and unwilling expression:

    "Dead?" He looked at Wei'an in disbelief, his eyes were full of strangeness, he stopped for a moment and suddenly laughed to himself, nodded: "Yes. Dead. My An'an is dead. I can't go back  Here we come." He seemed to be verifying his own words, repeating them over and over again, so as to convince himself that it was true.  Turning around, she moved towards the bedroom step by step.

    Wei'an stood in place, looking at Jiang An's back, it seemed that roots had grown under his feet, and he couldn't move a step away.  The sound of breathing slowly settled down, and it seemed so heavy in the quiet night, Wei An finally came to her senses.  Go to the bedroom door and look into the house.

    Jiang An had already fallen asleep lying on her bed, with her clothes thrown around beside the bed.  His head rested on Wei An's pillow, and the tip of his nose was her familiar scent, so close to him at this moment.  It was the first time in six years that I was this close to him.  The familiar feeling of peace of mind surrounded him, as if he had returned to six years ago, Wei An was lying beside him, and he could hold her in his arms as soon as he stretched out his hand.  But the reality is that when he stretched out his hand, there was only cold air behind him.  He stretched out his body even more, as if he wanted to hold the whole bed in his arms.  This action was noticed by Wei An, who only thought it was funny.

    What did you do earlier.

    It hurts even if the short nails are stuck in the flesh, Wei An hurriedly let go of her hand, and looked at the crescent-shaped wound on her palm against the moonlight.  Raising her eyes and seeing Jiang An occupying her bed again, her eyes gradually returned to indifference.

    Why is there no feeling of heartache.  It was so calm, as if nothing happened just now.  Wei An sighed, returned to the living room and turned on the floor lamp, stared blankly on the sofa for a while, caught a glimpse of the cigarette case on the table next to it that hadn't been touched for a long time, picked it up hesitantly, took out one and lit it.

    Bitter taste, just one bite makes you feel sick.  Putting it out in the ashtray, Wei'an got up, went to the storage room to get the quilt that Yu Fan left here, and spread it on the sofa.  Just after lying down, I remembered something again, got up and went to the bedroom.

    Finding Jiang An's cell phone from his trousers pocket, and finding her wife Xu Wenqian's phone number in the call log, he hesitated and dialed it.  It was picked up in a hurry after it rang, Xu Wenqian's voice was very anxious:

    "Jiang An? Where are you? When will you come back?" Wei An suddenly felt dazed. This scene is so familiar. She must have been anxiously waiting for him back then.  He immediately regained his senses, cleared his throat, and explained calmly:

    "That's right, Mrs. Jiang, I'm Shen Wei'an, you met me today." After a pause, Wei'an could feel Xu Wenqian's hesitation on the other end of the phone, "Mrs. Jiang, don't get me wrong, Mr. Jiang and his friends are drunk  Jiu, I'm asleep now, do you think it's convenient for you to come over and pick him up tomorrow morning?" Wei An naturally knew how to phrase the alienated and polite words, and Xu Wenqian had no reason to blame her, so she could only say repeatedly  :

    "Okay, okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you. I'll be there early tomorrow morning, please tell me the address." Wei'an reported the address coldly, and hung up the phone.  In a flash, maybe Xu Wenqian is not as smart as she thought, or maybe she is not as smart as she thought.??I never thought about the relationship between Jiang An and Wei An, so why did Wei An bother so much.  Regret is the most useless, Wei An suddenly laughed at herself, when did she start worrying about such meaningless things.

    Holding Jiang An's mobile phone in his hand, he turned to the address book unconsciously.  Jiang An is a very lazy person. Except for those who are close to him, everyone else's mobile phone numbers are marked with their original names.  Wei An remembered that when they were still together, she was An An in Jiang An's address book, and she had no other nicknames.

    His fingers stopped for an instant, the familiar name was still a number that Wei An hadn't used a long time ago.  Wei An was a little dazed watching it, but clicked delete after a while.  Some things, the past is the past.  Leaving memories empty will only add to the sadness.

    Early the next morning, when Xu Wenqian came, Wei An had already put on her makeup and packed up, waiting for her.  Wei An deliberately didn't put away the quilt on the sofa, she didn't like to be misunderstood by others, especially in this situation.

    It can be seen that Xu Wenqian didn't sleep well last night, her face was facing the sky, her hair was tied up in the back of her head, and there were still two bruises under her eyes.

    This is the first time that Wei'an has looked at Xu Wenqian in such a close situation. The outline of the face is indeed somewhat similar to hers, but the feeling between the brows is very different.  There was cowardice in Xu Wenqian's eyes, and she looked like she needed someone to protect her naturally. In contrast, the strength in Wei'an's eyes seemed too tough.

    Suddenly I remembered what Yu Fan said a long time ago, simple and weak, of course girls are more likely to arouse men's desire for protection.  I see.

    Wei An led her to the door of the bedroom, then turned and walked away.  After a while, I saw Jiang An, who was already dressed, being helped out by Xu Wenqian.  When Xu Wenqian saw Wei An again, she just kept saying, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

    Wei'an kept a proper smile at the corner of her mouth, and shook her head: "It's okay, Mrs. Jiang, you're welcome." After speaking, she nodded politely towards Jiang'an, polite and distant.  Complicated emotions flashed across Jiang An's eyes, he apologized, without saying a word, and was helped out by Xu Wenqian.

    Seeing them enter the stairs, Wei'an closed the door the next moment, rushed back to the bedroom, removed all the bedding, threw it into the washing machine, and called the housekeeping service to help her clean the house before going to work.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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