"If you can get the same return for your efforts, it's worth it, but did you get the same return for your efforts?"

Zhan Yan shook his head, his eyes stayed near the French window, and his clear eyes twinkled like stars. "It's only clear whether it's worth it or not, isn't it? Who pays more and who pays less in love, how can it be calculated so clearly..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Yao interrupted her and smiled, "do you think what I said just now is for you to care about the gains and losses?"

Zhan Yan didn't speak, but her eyes were firm and persistent.

"Yan Yan, you... Love him badly..." looking at Zhan Yan's focused expression, Xiao Yao suddenly became a little sad and her voice became a little hoarse, "even if he hurt you like that, even if he has so many women... You still can't hate him... And you can't do anything not to love him..."

The cool wind blew slowly, with a little thin coolness.

It seems a long time.

"You're right. I love him badly. Even if I'm scarred, I still have no backbone and don't love him..."

Zhan Yan looked at the people in the French window and smiled silently, with a bitter taste in his eyes. "I know I love very silly, but there is always someone in the world who will make you look back. I have wanted to give up many times, but loving this kind of thing doesn't mean I can take it back!"

"Yan Yan..." Xiao Yao listened to Zhan Yan's words and really couldn't find a reason to refute. She loved very silly and crazy. Xiao Yao thought she could never do it. She couldn't make herself humble. Since then, she was very stingy. If she wanted it, she wanted it all. If not, she didn't want it all.

"But Fu Beichen only hates you. He wants you to die. All he does now is to torture you, Yan Yan!"

"I know!" Zhan Yan still smiled, "Yao Yao, I know everything you say, I know!"

"Then why are you so persistent? Why don't you let go?" Xiao Yao looked at Zhan Yan and was driven crazy. She didn't think that Zhan Yan was living such a life. It turned out that love would really change people a lot.

"Yan Yan, I beg you. If it's too painful, let yourself go. Let him go and let yourself go!"

Zhan Yan smiled, "thank you, Yao Yao. Maybe one day I'll let go when I'm really tired!"

"Yan Yan, why do you have to wait until you are black and blue before you let go?" Xiao Yao raised her hand slightly and stroked the black hair on her forehead. "If you read too deeply, you are easy to hurt. Don't you understand this truth?"

At this time, neither of the two women noticed that the two men were standing behind them, looking different.

Rao is that this sentence makes them feel different.

Obsession?

Indeed, everyone has his own obsession.

"I understand, but understanding is one thing, and being able to do it is another!"

Listening to Zhan Yan's words, Xiao Yao still wanted to say something, but finally choked in her throat, she didn't say it.

In the face beside her, the long black hair was gently provoked by the wind. Under the long hair, a delicate face became particularly beautiful because of the faint light, and the moonlight twinkled on her face like broken mercury.

She really couldn't bear to break her smile and didn't want to break all this.

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