Yin Ansa's eyes became distant and deep as he spoke, and his eyes after being baptized by the years became sophisticated and transparent, and a bright true heart had already been riddled with holes.

Everything she has experienced must be recovered step by step.

Yan Shiqi sat next to the two of them and listened, under the bright lights, her face was white and delicate, and her eyebrows were pretty.

The conversation gradually weakened, and Ying Feifei and Yin Ansa invariably stopped their eyes on Yan Shiqi.

Seeing that she was holding her mobile phone and smiling implicitly, her eyebrows were dyed with drunken gentleness, Ying Feifei stared at her and joked: "Miss Yan, in the middle of the night, what about you Sichun?"

Shocked back to his senses by her joking voice, Yan Shiqi, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, raised his eyes and saw the two of them with a narrow face, coughed embarrassedly, and before he could explain, the phone rang......

Because a minute ago, she reposted a news about Milan Fashion Week in her circle of friends.

After a few seconds, Qin Baiyu nodded like.

Seeing the caller ID, she flashed her eyes, looked at Ying Feifei and the others, shook her mobile phone, pointed to the kitchen, got up and left with her slippers.

Faintly, you can still hear her delicate response: 'Hey~'.

Ying Feifei shook her shoulders with her cheeks, and sighed with a face, "It's over, Seventeen is planted in the hands of President Qin this time." ”

Yin Ansa nodded in agreement, "That man is worthy of being taken seriously by Seventeen!"

In the kitchen, Yan Shiqi gently closed the door, stood by the glass case, his nails unconsciously drew circles on the table, and in the earpiece was a man's calm and generous voice, "Haven't slept yet?"

Yan Shiqi said 'um', with a faint nasal voice, and responded: "I'm chatting." ”

"Got a cold?" the man's voice was slightly deep, and he keenly heard that her soft timbre was different from usual.

"No!" Yan Shiqi subconsciously shook his head, "I just drank some wine." You didn't sleep so late?"

"Just finished busy. ”

The man's short answer also reflected how heavy the backlog was during his time in Milan.

Yan Shiqi's gentle breathing came from the earpiece, and the two were silent, in the middle of the thick night, no matter how many words seemed redundant, even if it was just a shallow breathing, it could bring endless emotions to each other.

"What about you...... Rest early. Tomorrow morning, I will ask Zhuo Han to come and pick us up and help Sasa's mother be buried in the ground. ”

"Well, if you need anything, just tell Zhuo Han. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yan Shiqi stood in the kitchen, slowly walked to the balcony, looking at the dark moonlight, and there was a smile on his lips.

It's nice to have him.

Half an hour later, it was nearly three o'clock in the evening.

Yan Shiqi was a little sleepy, but Ying Feifei and Yin Ansa were still chatting hotly.

The phone vibrate, she squinted, and opened WeChat in surprise.

Who will message her so late?

Yu: Go downstairs!

When Yan Shiqi saw these two words, he was stunned at first, and then his sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

She ran out with her slippers on, and Ying Feifei was so frightened that she almost threw away the red wine glass in her hand.

"Seventeen, why are you going!"

Yin Ansa also frowned, full of worry and suspicion.

Ying Feifei and Yin Ansa looked at each other, and ran out three seconds later.

The sensor lights in the corridor lit up layer by layer, pushing open the door of the unit, Yan Shiqi gasped, the Lincoln car was parked not far from the door on a moonlit night as cold as water, and the driver was the security captain she had seen in Milan.

In the half-open window of the back seat, under the dim street lamp, is the handsome face of the man with a halo of shadows.