The burnt ash broke in the middle and fell onto Yan Xiao's high-quality black suit pants.
Ye Fei took the half-smoked cigarette from his hand, pressed the butt on the windowsill and crushed it, and smiled softly: "My mother died of ALS. I'm unlucky and I inherited it."
He raised his eyes to look at Yan Xiao, his face showing complete relief: "You also know that this disease cannot be cured. I don't want you to waste time with me. Really, Yan Xiao, I can only live for two years."
Ye Fei wanted to smoke again, but thinking of Yan Xiao's actions just now, she held back.
"Those are just lies," Ye Fei recalled her previous rejections and sneered, "I just like those who are playful and playful..."
Now that everything has been said, there is no need to hide it any longer. For the first time, he faced his true thoughts and said frankly: "There has never been anyone else. I only like you."
The whole world stood still, as if the pause button had been pressed.
Yan Xiao's brain was buzzing. He staggered and opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.
After a long time, so long that the sun had changed its position, he finally asked, "When was the result of the examination? Which hospital?"
Ye Fei told him the name of the private hospital, and then told him: "The test results are fine for now. I don't know how to tell you, but I will definitely inherit the disease. I won't joke about such things."
"ALS doesn't have this characteristic," Yan Xiao corrected his mistake, his tone steady and he seemed very calm, "I'll contact the hospital and have another check."
"No need..." Ye Fei grabbed Yan Xiao's arm, wanting to tell him that it was a futile effort, but found that Yan Xiao was shaking uncontrollably.
"Okay, check," Ye Fei immediately changed her tone and said, "Whatever you say, I'll listen to you."
"I'll arrange it right away." Yan Xiao took out his cell phone and wanted to dial a number, but his trembling hands couldn't hold anything.
With a bang, the phone fell to the ground and flew far away.
Yan Xiao seemed to be unaware of anything, his eyes were empty and his fingers were still mechanically pressing keys.
"What are you doing?" Ye Fei bent down to pick up the phone, holding his cold hand, and felt a pain in her chest. "I'm fine now, Yan Xiao, Brother Yan? If you don't come back to your senses, what I just said will not count."
Yan Xiao looked into his eyes, his jaw clenched tightly, veins throbbing on his forehead, as if he was trying hard to endure something.
"After all, this is my first time to confess, can you please give me some face?" Ye Fei smiled, and when she saw Yan Xiao still didn't say anything, she curled her lips and said, "Do you have to force me to use some special means?"
He took a step forward, put his hands on Yan Xiao's shoulders, raised his head and gently licked his protruding Adam's apple, and laughed softly: "So? No reaction yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden pressure on his back. The next second, the whole person was hugged by Yan Xiao.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao's eyes were red, and he held Ye Fei tightly in his arms with a force that almost made him unable to breathe, "I will find the best hospital and the most authoritative experts. Let's treat the disease well, okay?"
He was like a wild beast trapped in a dead end. Even though he knew there was a cliff ahead, he still helplessly held on to the last glimmer of hope.
"It's okay," Yan Xiao held Ye Fei's waist, not sure if he was talking to Ye Fei or to himself, "It will heal, it will heal."
Ye Fei felt so much pain from being strangled by him, but she didn't push him away.
He pressed against Yan Xiao's violently heaving chest, his eyelashes slightly wet, and patted his back soothingly, saying, "Okay."
In fact, they all know that no matter how advanced the medical methods are, they are useless in the face of ALS.
It's just that at this time, everyone subconsciously chose to deceive themselves.
"Don't stay here," Yan Xiao let go of Ye Fei and pulled him out regardless of anything, "Let's go back immediately." He looked so anxious, as if any delay would cause Ye Fei's disease to spread.
"Don't be like this." Ye Fei didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only hug him again and repeat over and over again, "Yan Xiao, calm down, calm down, okay?"
He looked up and locked eyes with Yan Xiao, trying to make himself look more relaxed: "You can go back, but let me pack my things first."
"No more." Yan Xiao said.
Ye Fei was helpless: "How can I take a plane without my ID card?"
Yan Xiao's reaction was very slow now, and it took him a few seconds to understand the meaning of these words. He stared at Ye Fei for a while, then took him back to the house.
Ye Fei didn't have much luggage, and he was only staying here for two days, so he had almost everything packed in less than ten minutes.
During this period, Yan Xiao's emotions seemed to calm down a little, but he still held Ye Fei's hand tightly. It seemed that if I let go, he would disappear.
"Yan Xiao," Ye Fei closed the suitcase and took out his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Song Wen. While waiting for him to come over, I asked Yan Xiao, "If I don't tell you this and reject you with all kinds of reasons like before, will you give up?"
Yan Xiao said without thinking: "No."
"Then be happy, okay?" Ye Fei smiled ambiguously, pulled his hand and put it on her waist, full of suggestion, "You can do whatever you want to me now."
Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei silently for a while, then buried his face in his neck in a posture he had never done before and which made him feel extremely insecure.
Ye Fei lowered her eyes and sighed. Just as she was about to say something, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open and Song Wen walked in hurriedly: "Boss Ye, what are you doing——"
He swallowed back the rest of the words when he saw the state of the two people.
"Ahem," Song Wen pretended to cough and glanced away awkwardly, "Well... I'll come over to see you off."
Originally, Song Wen was very nervous, fearing that Ye Fei was dissatisfied with the crew. But after seeing this scene, all the messy thoughts in his mind disappeared.
It has nothing to do with their crew. Mr. Ye wants to leave simply because he can't bear to see Mr. Yan leave. Wow, no wonder their passionate kiss in the car made the entertainment headlines a while ago, this couple is really sticky.
"There's something urgent at the company that I need to go back to handle," Ye Fei stood up and said generously, "I won't stay any longer. Please tell everyone for me."
"Okay," Song Wen agreed immediately, "Don't worry, leave the things here to me."
Ye Fei nodded, knowing that Yan Xiao was in a hurry and had no intention of continuing to argue with Song Wen. After giving a few brief instructions, he took Yan Xiao away.
All the way from the film and television base to the airport, Yan Xiao had been talking on the phone with his special assistant to arrange Ye Fei's air ticket, examination and other related matters. Organized, calm and rational.
If it weren't for the fact that he was holding Ye Fei's hand tightly and his pale face, no one could tell his true emotions.
Ye Fei has always been eloquent and never loses in an argument with anyone, but at this moment she didn't know what to say, and in the end she could only hug him gently.
When the two arrived in Feng City, it was exactly six o'clock in the evening. As soon as I got off the plane, I received a call from Yan Xiao's special assistant.
"Boss Yan, I have made an appointment for Boss Ye for tomorrow's genetic test and electromyography. The specific arrangements have been sent to your email."
Of course it wouldn’t be so fast if we followed normal procedures, and it’s impossible to make an appointment directly. But since it was related to the health of another person in the boss's family, the special assistant did not dare to be negligent and went directly through the special channel.
"Your time for tomorrow is also free. Please confirm the new schedule."
Yan Xiao said "I understand", hung up the phone, and asked the driver to drive directly back to the villa.
"I promised to go home with you?" Ye Fei stretched out her hand to hook Yan Xiao's tie, squinting her eyes and said, "Boss Yan is so domineering now."
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao held up his face and lowered his head to kiss his forehead, nose and cheeks. His movements were gentle and without any lustful color. "It's your home too."
Ye Fei didn't want him to continue thinking about those things, so she teased him deliberately: "Who said that?"
"You said you liked me," Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei warily, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, "We are also married."
After saying that, he reached into the inside pocket of his suit.
Ye Fei was confused when he saw the little red book in Yan Xiao's hand.
Compared to its brand new appearance when it was first received, the edge of this marriage certificate is a little worn, obviously due to frequent rubbing.
"You..." Ye Fei felt sour and bitter in her heart. After a long while, she whispered, "Are you stupid?"
Yan Xiao said: "I am not."
Ye Fei closed her eyes and leaned on Yan Xiao's shoulder. He thought, screw his dignity, no matter how ugly his life becomes, he will stay with Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao's villa was not close to the airport, and it took them nearly an hour to get home.
When Ye Fei stepped into this place again after a few months, his mood was completely different.
At first, he left with the idea of completely breaking up with Yan Xiao, but he didn't expect that after many twists and turns, he would end up being with Yan Xiao.
Ye Fei raised her eyes and looked at Yan Xiao's face which was so close to her. His expression was as blank as ever, but the heaviness and sorrow in his eyes were so full that they almost overflowed.
"Smile," Ye Fei pulled the corner of Yan Xiao's mouth, pretending to be aggrieved, "You are so unhappy to be with me."
Yan Xiao looked away for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm happy."
"Why don't you look at me?" Ye Fei raised an eyebrow, her tone somewhat dangerous, "Am I not good-looking?"
Yan Xiao turned back, touched Ye Fei's face, and said, "It looks good."
"Then you still have the heart to think about other things?" Ye Fei climbed onto his shoulders, tilted her head and licked his lips lightly, inviting him with wet breath, "Brother Yan, come and kiss me."
Yan Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at him for a moment, then pressed the back of his head and kissed him. Ye Fei obediently parted her lips and let him do what he wanted.
Yan Xiao's kissing skills were terrible, and he accidentally bit Ye Fei's tongue once and lips twice. After finishing, Ye Fei leaned in his arms, panting and smiling: "It seems that I need to practice more in the future."
Yan Xiao said "I'm sorry", then turned Ye Fei's face and emphasized stubbornly, "But it doesn't matter, we have many years to practice, right Ye Fei?"
Ye Fei's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't say anything.
Maybe she hasn't recovered from the kiss just now, Yan Xiao thought. The adrenaline rush can indeed lead to a range of conditions including aphasia and confusion.
But fortunately, I have fully recovered.
So Yan Xiao said for Ye Fei: "Yes."
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