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Ye Ziqian jokingly stepped forward to greet Luo Siqi who walked out of the detention center gate, and saw the surprise and disappointment in her eyes. The surprise might be his appearance, and the disappointment was probably because of him!

If he hadn't been arrested because of the news, he wouldn't have come in such a hurry.

Seeing Ye Ziqian who greeted her warmly, Luo Siqi put away her disappointment and raised a smile in the blink of an eye. It was the most overflowing smile in the early morning sunshine.

"Zi Qian, how could it be you?"

"Then who do you think it should be?" Ye Ziqian asked, a little disappointed, knowing what she meant?

Still smiling, in order to cover up the disappointment after looking forward to these days, "It doesn't matter who it is!" She thought about it. If she left him, she would always be so happy, so she chose to let go. Although it would be very painful, but then

Maybe it will fade away slowly over time!

This is also a good medicine for her to comfort herself. It is impossible to truly forget. Some things can be forgotten with time, and some things will become more profound as time goes by.

"Nianchen, didn't he come back with you?" Feeling that the silence between them was a bit strange, Luo Siqi avoided the topic and walked towards the car.

"He's very nice. I just want to see you." Ye Ziqian followed her footsteps and opened the car door first. Luo Siqi smiled at him and sat in.

The car drove away from the gate of the detention center, and then a Mercedes-Benz followed them and stopped at the gate. The door opened, and the people who got off stared at the gate for a long time before walking in.

Luo Siqi, who was sitting in the car, looked out of the car quietly. She didn't even know what she was thinking. Ye Ziqian looked at Luo Siqi who was silent and stretched out his hand to put on her shoulder.

He pulled her into his arms without any resistance.

This embrace was also very warm, but it did not belong to her. No one spoke along the way until the car stopped in front of a villa. Ye Ziqian got out of the car first and opened the door for Luo Siqi.

Looking at the house in front of her, she no longer felt unfamiliar. She had been here three years ago.

This place is the same as before, nothing has changed, except that there are no servants, and there are only two of them in the whole house, which looks empty.

During the dinner night, Ziqian cooked the food himself, and Luo Siqi went to the garden alone, smelling the quiet fragrance of flowers flowing in the air, hoping to truly calm her heart.

It's been a month since she came back. What has she done? To evoke his memory, but what happened in the end!? She almost got involved.

Sometimes if you think about it carefully, you don’t have to be together to love someone, just like Lin Xiangtian and Ye Ziqian. They love her, but they never force her to do something she doesn’t want to do. As long as she is happy, they would rather let go and bless her.

Is she going to do the same?

If you are too persistent, maybe you are not the only one who gets hurt?!

At the dinner table, a feeling of alienation quietly flowed.

"Siqi?!"

Hearing the other party calling her name, Luo Siqi paused her hand and asked, "Is something wrong?" She didn't raise her head, but continued to enjoy the food with her head lowered. There was something abnormal about her seemingly natural behavior.

"Are you planning to stay?"

“…”

"If you plan to stay, I will also stay with you."

"don't want."

He raised his head and looked at Ye Ziqian's face, knowing that her answer was a bit excessive, and seeing the disappointment in his eyes, he quickly changed the topic.

"The United States is so busy, it would be bad for you to stay."

"As long as I stay, there's nothing wrong with it. My sister is still involved in the company."

What about that capable woman?! Under her influence, she is a very capable strong woman with a decisive and clear style of doing things, but she always drags things into a mess and always feels inferior in front of her.

"Zi Qian?!"

"Siqi, I don't want to hear what you said in the past three years. Stay or stay with you. I haven't asked you to give me anything in return? And..." Putting down the tableware in his hands, Ye Ziqian came to

In front of Luo Siqi, "I don't want my love to bind you?!"

Avoiding his gaze, Luo Siqi wanted to run away but he held her arm hard, "Siqi, you are running away, running away from my love."

Being told the central issue, Luo Siqi didn't want to be so close to him even more, "Ziqian, your love cannot help but let me escape." This time, she looked at him and looked into his eyes, "Because, you

Every time you treat me well, I feel guilty." Tears rolled down, burning his face and burning his heart. Did his love make her so embarrassed?

The hand holding Luo Siqi's arm seemed a little stiff. It turned out that his love actually made her feel so guilty that she wanted to run away and avoid him.

Under the light, a shadow was cut out of his handsome face, making it look even more three-dimensional and handsome. Only his eyes were flowing with sadness and disappointment. But his eyes still never moved away from her face, he only wanted to look at hers.

I wonder if I have ever had feelings for him.

As long as a little bit, he would rather give up everything to protect and cherish...

"Does my love for you really make you feel so guilty? Have you never had feelings for me?" He asked so softly and carefully, fearing that his sincerity would break into pieces.

"I..." Have you ever had feelings for him? Ask yourself, has she ever had feelings for him?

Seeing the hesitant Luo Siqi, Ye Ziqian let go of her hand dejectedly. Her silence hurt him more than not answering. By answering, he could completely know what her attitude towards him was, whether it was good or bad.

But what does silence mean? Maybe it’s not even likeable!

Looking at his injured face, the air around him was filled with sadness. Did she hurt him? When did she become the executioner and keep hurting others?

The two of them didn't know how to break this weird silence.

In the end, Luo Siqi chose to escape and returned to the room without turning on the light. She could only use the familiarity and faint light to reach the bedside.

You don't need to turn on the lights to know that nothing here has changed. It was just like three years ago. Even the room still retains a refreshing and elegant atmosphere, as if they had never left.

After that night, Ye Ziqian treated her the same as before, as if nothing had happened. However, one thing was not fully explained between them, so Ye Ziqian had no reason to give in.

Happiness can only be earned through hard work. If you give up even the last effort, you are not worthy of happiness.

In fact, Luo Siqi never asked Ye Ziqian how he got her out. Now that she was out, there was no need to find an answer. Sometimes not knowing is better than knowing.

These days, Ye Ziqian has a very regular life rhythm, going to work on time at 8 o'clock every morning, because when he returns to China, he starts to take care of his company again.

He would come back on time every night and cook for her personally, but she just wanted to stay at home all day long, thinking wildly, and she didn’t know what she was thinking about. She called the United States several times and listened to her son’s voice, which made her heartbroken.

Much more comfortable and stable.

She no longer considered going to the Mu family, and she had no plans to go back to the United States. She was just wasting her time day by day.

Painting! I no longer have any interest in it. I picked up the drawing board and felt so confused that I left it there after a few moments of irritation. But even if she didn't want to draw, Ye Ziqian didn't stop buying painting supplies for her.

Today's sunset is beautiful. Not only is the environment good, you can also enjoy the sunrise and sunset.

"The sunsets in recent years have been beautiful, why not draw them?"

Luo Siqi, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, was still staring at the setting sun in the sky, holding the brush in her hand but not moving it. The white drawing paper was as clean as ever.

Ye Ziqian put his hands behind his back and didn't care about Luo Siqi's reaction. Today he specially bought a collector's edition of the drawing board. The borders were all made of engraving. It was her favorite style. If he hadn't had something to do today, he would have gone to the auction.

At the meeting, I missed the gift I planned to give her.

After a while, Luo Siqi put down the brush in her hand and said quietly: "Sometimes beautiful things don't have to be left behind." Her words seemed to mean seeing through the world of mortals.

"Even so, there are still people who want to keep her at all costs."

"…….."

"Why did you come back so early today?" Changing the subject, but still maintaining the original action.

"Because I have something to give you."

"Don't you have enough things to send?" Look at this studio. There are piles of painting tools and half-finished paintings everywhere. If there are too many, you won't be able to enter this room.

"But today's one is your favorite."

Luo Siqi slowly turned around and looked at Ye Ziqian standing in front of her, illuminated by the sunset, like a prince walking out of a fairy tale, comfortable, handsome and noble.

Ye Ziqian smiled slightly and slowly took out the things hidden behind him, thinking that she would be very happy. When she saw the drawing board in his hand, there was no big fluctuation in her expression, but her heart kept rising.

ripple.

"Thank you!" He took his drawing board, put it aside gently, and continued to enjoy the sunset.

She didn't see the loss in his eyes, like a wounded elf. She didn't dare to look at him. She was afraid of falling. She was afraid of giving hope and then shattering it. Such a blow would be too cruel.

In the end, she could only choose not to give any hope, only hoping that he would recognize it and know that no matter how hard he worked, he could not get something that did not belong to him.

For the past few days, Luo Siqi had been bored at home and spoke less and less. Ye Ziqian was worried that she would get sick from boredom, so it took a lot of persuasion to let her go to the mall with him and buy things for her.

some clothes.

"How about this one?" Luo Siqi stood there thoughtfully looking at Ye Ziqian who carefully selected clothes for her, and looked at the clothes in his hand, a white skirt, clean and simple design, tied at the waist

A white ribbon.

"Have you made the decision?"

Ye Ziqian, who was holding the clothes, paused and continued to pick out clothes.

After walking through the mall, Luo Siqi's answer was that it was up to him to decide. Even so, after shopping, he still bought a lot of things, including clothes and cosmetics.

Ye Ziqian knows that Luo Siqi usually doesn't like to wear makeup, but women need to take care of themselves, right? Especially now that Luo Siqi is 29, will it be too late if she doesn't take care of herself?

Now Luo Siqi has not used any skin care products, but her skin is still smooth, white and tender, and there are no fine lines on her face. She looks about 23 years old.