"It's obviously you who pulled me."
While Chen Fangli complained about Yan Xianjue's inaccurate wording, she readily extended her hand.
Following Yan Xianjue's strength, he climbed up the last stone step.
At this moment, any words were superfluous, Shen Fangli already understood why Yan Xianjue insisted on coming here.
A small ball wrapped in a faint orange light rises at the end of the sea level.
The sea that had tortured them so much yesterday was now in full view.
The cold morning light was slowly broken by the bright and soft light.
Between the dark blue clouds and the tranquil sea, the first ray of dawn appeared on earth.
The salty sea breeze swirled past my nose.
This was clearly the ultimate romance, but Shen Fangli felt joy.
At this moment, a chirping bird suddenly flew between the two of them.
Shen Fangli raised her hand, and the bird chirped twice again before landing on her arm.
Shen Fangli lowered her voice and said in surprise: "Yan Xianjue, it's so dear!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of the other person from the corner of her eye, and Shen Fangli's girlish heart suddenly began to beat.
"You really should smile more often," she murmured.
It was not the kind of smile that sneered, mocked, or had a bad taste in it, but a simple gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, gazing calmly into the distance.
The moment he heard her voice, he turned his head and took her into his eyes.
She didn't care about the little bird that was still rubbing its beak against her sleeve affectionately, trying to beg for food.
Reaching out to cover his eyes, Yan Xianjue bent down cooperatively, allowing her to stand on tiptoe without any effort.
Shen Fangli whispered, "Don't look at me like that, Yan Xianjue. You'll make me think you are..."
The words 'love me' were not uttered yet.
Yan Xianjue's fingers pressed accurately on her lips, stopping her from saying anything else.
He did not break free from his eyes which were covered by Shen Fangli, but he shook his head slowly.
“Shh, don’t say it, Shen Fangli.”
"I don't want to be impulsive at a certain moment."
"We have a lot of time left."
"You can take your time to think about it."
Shen Fangli felt Yan Xianjue's eyelashes sweep across her palm.
At that moment, the string that had been broken through by the surrounding environment slowly returned to its original position.
She put down her hand, and they both looked away in tacit understanding, turning their heads to absent-mindedly admire the magnificent scenery that had been described by countless writers.
But the emotions that reached their peak at that moment were like a typhoon passing through, leaving a deep impression in the hearts of both of them.
No matter how hard they pretend to be indifferent, they all know one thing.
From then on, they could never return to the open and honest friendship they had before.
*
"Yan Xianjue."
"Hmm?" Yan Xianjue turned around and looked at her.
Shen Fangli struggled in her heart for several times, and finally found another topic: "Didn't you say that this is your first time here too? How do you know the scenery here is so beautiful?"
Yan Xianjue lazily rested one arm on the guardrail, his two straight, slender legs bent casually, and his tone was also casual: "I'm not sure."
“But this kind of thing is inherently full of uncertainty.”
He gave an example: "For example, if you prepare a travel plan in advance, but when you arrive at your destination, it suddenly rains heavily, and you end up having to watch boring old movies in the hotel for a few days, you can't blame the Dragon King for not making it rain."
"Then why are you still..."
Yan Xianjue tilted his head and continued what she hadn't finished saying: "Why did I ask you out to watch the sunrise?"
He chuckled softly, "Even if there's no beautiful sunrise, we can still stay together."
“Shen Fangli, did you misunderstand something?”
"I didn't let you say it because I didn't want you to make a decision on impulse, but that doesn't mean I won't tell you my feelings."
He even winked at Shen Fangli: “After all, I have a mouth.”
*
Following the rising sun, the two of them walked slowly down the mountain.
Shen Fangli walked briskly in front. The way down the mountain was much easier to walk than the way up the mountain.
It was only at this time that she discovered that the entire mountain actually half surrounded Yan Xianjue's seaside villa.
The way up the mountain is difficult to walk, but when you go down the mountain, it is a completely flat road around the mountain.
She looked apologetically at the bird that was ignored by her but was not angry. It chirped over to beg for food again.
He looked to Yan Xianjue for help.
Yan Xianjue: "Don't be fooled by it, the birds here have plenty of food."
The little bird finally flew away angrily.
Yan Xianjue continued to insist, "Look, the birds here are all very smart."
The rest of the time, Shen Fangli would mostly mutter something about what she saw in front of her.
Yan Xianjue followed behind her, responding lazily from time to time.
Suddenly, Shen Fangli raised her hand obediently like a good student: “Speaking of which, there is something I have been curious about for a long time.”
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows and said, "Speak."
"It's Zhao Siji. Why would he suddenly report Director Zhao Jiazheng?"
"I saw online that Director Zhao only has this one son, and he's very fond of him."
"And since his father is outside, he can play a greater role, right?"
There was nothing wrong with that: "Because someone sent him an anonymous email the morning of the dinner."
"That's enough evidence in there to keep him in jail for life."
"Someone told him that if he didn't expose Zhao Jiazheng publicly, the evidence would be handed over to the police."
"However, it is not ruled out that Zhao Siji usually has many complaints about Zhao Jiazheng in his heart."
"That's why, when faced with a threat, he sold out his father without hesitation in an attempt to buy his own safety."
Shen Fangli was really curious about what kind of evidence could make Zhao Siji stay in there for the rest of his life.
But no matter how she asked, Yan Xianjue refused to say.
This time, I didn't even hear what was in my heart. I just said it was something that would offend my ears and would not pass the review if I said it.
There was a melon but she couldn't eat it, and Shen Fangli felt very uncomfortable.
But she knew that when Yan Xianjue didn't want to speak, no one could get any information from him.
So she could only ask: "Then you really didn't hand over the evidence to the police?"
Yan Xianjue didn't ask her how she knew it was him who called the police.
Although outsiders have no clue, anyone who knows a little about how Yao Weiwan was picked up by him can guess roughly.
If he couldn't guess it, Yan Xianjue would suspect that his brain was stuck in the door.
He said lazily, "Ah, I've paid it."
"How could a good law-abiding citizen like me protect such a bad guy?"
"The person who promised him was Lin Shi. What does it have to do with me?"
He covered his mouth carelessly: "Ah, I said it accidentally."
Shen Fangli responded, "You didn't do a good job of hiding it from Lin Shi, okay?"
Yan Xianjue was amused: "Will you tell others?"
Shen Fangli was choked, and after a moment she said aggrievedly: “I can’t.”
Yan Xianjue said nonchalantly, "That's it."
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