Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 517

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Just like...the me back then.

Turning around slowly, Chu Jingran's downturned lips suddenly raised in a beautiful arc, and the coolness penetrated into the essence.

But the smile hanging on his lips was clearly a cold and piercing smile, but it somehow made people feel that at this moment, he was crying.

Watching every step of the way, until the young man's back completely disappeared from sight, Duan Yaosi's heart became cold little by little, from the inside out.

Since that night, in his opinion, they are clearly in love with each other, and they only need a suitable opportunity to come together openly.

For this reason, he, who has always been rational, even thought of many scenarios, and outlined all the changes in facial expressions when the man put his hand lightly on his face.

Shy, anxious, happy, cheerful... However, among so many scenes, there is no scene of turning around and leaving after saying sorry.

Didn't that person also like him?

But since I like it, why is this the result?

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Duan Yaosi lowered his head and looked at his slightly raised hand.

It seemed that it was still soaked in the body temperature and breath of the other party, but it didn't get a response. In the quiet and excessive environment at this time, it highlighted the sadness and ridiculousness.

Ying Chufei, why?

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"Chu Fei? No, Spirit Sword just finished filming, I'm going to let him take a few days off before..." Yan Yu answered the phone with one hand in the office while flipping through the itinerary on the table with the other hand.

But when I saw the many "unknown" itineraries that popped up suddenly from above, my eyes widened suddenly.

Oh my god, this... When did I receive a dozen advertisements, why didn't I know? ? ?

Probably feeling the obvious emotions conveyed by the gloom on the other side, the heart of the man on the other end sank suddenly, and then a slightly dull voice came from the other end of the phone.

"how?"

Swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, he said grimly and truthfully: "Probably...he will be very busy from now on."

Flipping through the itinerary, I was lined up for nearly a full month, which can be regarded as a non-touching itinerary, and the shooting location spanning almost all over the world, Yan Yu added another sentence.

"Very...very busy."

My little ancestor, you want to rebel!

Slowly hanging up the phone in his hand, in Nuo Da's office, the exhausted Duan Yaosi, propping his forehead with one hand, slowly closed his two-way cold eyes.

Since that night two days ago, Duan Yaosi has not seen Chu Jingran again, neither at home nor in the company.

He thought it was because his confession came too suddenly that night, frightening the young man, and the other party would reject him. Although he was anxious to know the deepest true thoughts in that man's heart, he didn't dare to force him anymore. It's so tight that I'm afraid it will scare people again.

Therefore, he wanted to give the other party two days to relax, but after this delay, he never saw him again.

Until today, two days later, Duan Yaosi couldn't bear it anymore, and called Yan Yu's hands, but what he learned was the same.

That person began to want to stay away from him.

Feel sorry……

The words of that night echoed in my ears again, the soft voice was like a hard hammer, smashing the illusion I had imagined once, and a kind of unexplained bitterness filled Duan Yaosi's chest at this moment .

Ying Chufei, is that why you don't want to see me?

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In the empty restaurant, the man was eating alone with a silver spoon. It was clearly the taste that Ruo was used to, but it tasted like wax.

Turning his head sideways, Duan Yaosi looked to his side.

Empty.

In his line of sight, there was an empty seat, and there was a particularly pleasing sandwich cut by the owner.

The silver spoon in his hand tightened undetectably, and the man withdrew his gaze.

Sure enough, he was still used to double dinners.

Gently unscrewing the bedroom room, in the darkness, a strong palm accurately placed his hand on the switch by the wall, and then in the crisp 'click', a shallow warm blur enveloped the entire bedroom.

The layout of the bedroom is consistent with the style of the villa as a whole, all in a simple style with gray tones.

But different from the man's formulaic and rigid meticulousness, the details of this bedroom reveal the countless differences of its owner.

The mugs with dandelions flying on the table by the window, the handmade maple leaf bookmarks that are red like fire, are clamped on the hanging rope, all kinds of materials and notes are neatly arranged, and the cartoon sticky notes on the wall beautiful handwriting...

Raising his hand, Duan Yaosi's fingertips caressed all the differences that person brought to this room in the past half a year or so.

The smell and touch of Qianxin made him feel that he seemed to have seen countless scenes of young people sitting in front of the desk by the window at night, seriously raising a pen to make notes and occasionally frowning in thought.

Watching, caressing, and recalling, Duan Yaosi suddenly wanted to meet that person.

I want to see him, I want to make sure that he is okay, even if... only