Fu Yan smiled but didn't say anything.
Xiao Xin caught a glimpse of his silly grin and said again, "Thank you."
Fu Yan glanced at him sideways: "You really want to thank me?"
Xiao Xin: "Get lost."
Fu Yan smiled and leaned back in his chair: "Then don't thank me so easily from now on, brother. These things are things I did willingly."
Xiao Xin got angry: "So I can't thank you anymore, right?"
So he doesn't even have freedom of speech anymore?
Fu Yan shook his head: "Brother, that's not what I meant."
Xiao Xin: "Otherwise what?"
Fu Yan said, "I just feel that saying thank you is a bit too formal."
"I don't want to be too distant from my brother."
Xiao Xin pursed her lips and remained silent.
Didn't they start out as strangers?
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and Xiao Xin recalled Mo Xuan's words from earlier.
Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly had the illusion that he was the one who ruined Fu Yan's relationship.
Can you just forget a five-year relationship so easily?
He was well aware of the repression buried deep in his heart.
He had liked He Yunzhou for fifteen years. Even if he wanted to forget, he would still feel a pang of emotion whenever He Yunzhou's name was mentioned.
He Yunzhou died under mysterious circumstances, yet he was so engrossed in a love fantasy that could shatter at any moment that he almost couldn't extricate himself.
He Yunzhou's mother, Yu Jingshan, had been kind to him, but he was oblivious to his own good fortune and lived a carefree life.
In that instant, Xiao Xin suddenly felt like he was a terrible person.
"Brother! Watch where you're going!" Fu Yan suddenly called out to him.
Xiao Xin slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting the people on the sidewalk ahead.
Xiao Xin was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat; his hands gripping the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably.
Fu Yan held his hand with concern and whispered, "What were you thinking about just now, brother? You can even get distracted while driving?"
Xiao Xin was not only startled, but he also felt a lingering fear.
Xiao Xin felt the warmth of his palm, and suddenly her body stiffened, pulling her hand back from Fu Yan's palm as if she had been electrocuted.
"It's nothing," he said.
Fu Yan looked at his empty palms, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart: "..."
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