The lights in the city were flashing brightly, and Ning An was wearing only a thick pajama and sat barefoot by the balcony.

At around eight o'clock, Song Shaoyan called.

During the days I returned to China, he almost always called her.

"Have you packed your luggage?" Song Shaoyan asked.

"Um."

"You go back to New York first, I'll be there in a few days, and I'll catch up with Little Candy's Christmas party."

"It's okay, you're busy with yours, and Xiao Candy doesn't know who you are." Ning An's implication was that it doesn't matter whether he comes or not, she didn't feel at ease anyway.

"How can you easily break your promise to a child? As a mother, you should understand this truth very well. If you break your promise, it will cause great harm to the child's heart. I don't want to hurt her."

Ning'an: "..."

"What show will Xiao Candy perform?"

"Play the piano and play "Jasmine Flower"."

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

"What are you looking forward to?"

"Can't I, the uncle, look forward to it?"

Ning'an: "..."

Ning An felt that Song Shaoyan was becoming more and more clingy.

He never called her before.

Now, I will call her if I haven't seen her for a long time.

Ning An said lightly: "Mr. Song, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Then don't say it."

"I think I still have to say it." Ning An's sincere face, "Mr. Song, I hope we can keep a distance. I don't want to be misunderstood. It's impossible between us."

On the other end, Song Shaoyan was silent.

In his blurred eyes was a dim light, and the luster was clearly extinguished.

After a long time, he clarified: "I have no indecent thoughts. I know that I am no longer worthy of having anyone now, especially the excellent and gentle you. I have self-knowledge. You don't need to remind me that what I do is... want to do something that makes me happy, do you understand? Eating with you and talking to you can make me happy."

"An An, if you don't like this kind of entanglement and unclear relationship, I can stay away from you. In fact, you also know that I will not live long."

Ning An has always been a person who is easy to be soft-hearted.

Her heart felt like it was tightened by silk thread, making her breathless.

The blood in her body was also cooling down a little bit, and there was no temperature in her pupils.

Is she too cruel?

In the past, she wouldn't have said anything to Song Shaoyan, but now...

Maybe all he wants is a satisfied departure...

No, no, he won't leave, the King of Hell doesn't want him.

"An An, you should accompany me again, I know I am not qualified to ask for these... I owe you too much over the years, and I have no chance to make up for it."

"Song Shaoyan, don't call me anymore. It's annoying to listen to you."

Ning'an hung up the phone.

Suddenly I was so depressed that I couldn't breathe.

She poured half a glass of red wine into her goblet and drank it all. Her pupils were filled with a dazzling urban night view outside the window.

It was difficult to breathe, she pressed her heart and didn't know what she was thinking.

It took her a long time to lean against the wall, closed her eyes, her eye feathers trembled, and her shoulders trembled.

The lights in the corner were very dark, and there were dim shadows on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking, and it seemed that she was thinking nothing.

There is no sound in my ears.

She really hates Song Shaoyan.

Since I know that I can't live long, why do I still appear in front of her...
Chapter completed!