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He went to find her, but unexpectedly followed her all the way here. He was very clear on whose villa this was. When she told him that she worked at the company where Ye Nanqing bought the land and had to go through the design of the villa, he had it investigated.    

    

He could recite the family chart, the area, and the data from each area even more clearly than she could.    

    

"Huanhuan …" He muttered her name in a low voice, but his eyes were ice-cold.    

    

"..."    

    

Inside the villa, Xia Huanhuan used her memory to search for her notebook. However, when she walked to the window that was most likely to drop the notebook, she did not see the notebook.    

    

Thus, Xia Huanhuan continued her search in other corners of the villa.    

    

No, no, no!    

    

She searched for the notebook on the first floor, but she couldn't find it. Xia Huanhuan then lifted her foot and walked up to the second floor.    

    

However, as soon as she reached the second floor, she froze.    

    

Ye Nanqing was leaning against the wall wet and wet. He was flipping through a notebook. The familiar cover was the notebook that Xia Huanhuan was looking for.    

    

However, what made Xia Huanhuan even more shocked was that she didn't expect to see Ye Nanqing like this.    

    

He was in an extremely sorry state. His hair was stuck to his face and dripping with water. The cement ground under his feet that had not been renovated before was covered in a pool of water. It was obvious how thoroughly he had been showered.    

    

As if he felt her gaze, Ye Nanqing slowly raised his head and looked towards Xia Huanhuan. "You're looking for this?" He waved the notebook in his hand.    

    

"Yes." Xia Huanhuan nodded.    

    

"I have an impression of your words. Do you usually come up with all these ideas by yourself?" he asked.    

    

"So what if I am?" she asked.    

    

His eyes were misty, and he suddenly smiled. "I'm fine. I just suddenly want to see how you're going to design this villa. Can you really design the kind of feeling I want?"    

    

Xia Huanhuan bit her lower lip. "Perhaps you could tell me what kind of feeling you want?"    

    

"No, I won't." His eyes were half-lidded, the smile on his lips became more and more blurred. "At least I have five years to wait for you to design it."    

    

She stopped and stared at the man in front of her. He always knew how to grasp a person's weakness and then hit them in the head.    

    

He was clearly in a sorry state, yet he was so calm.    

    

"Can you give me back my notebook?" She took a step forward.    

    

"And if I don't want to return it?"    

    

"This notebook is of no use to you."    

    

"But sometimes I would rather destroy things that are useless to me."    

    

As he spoke, it was as if he was hinting at something.    

    

"Then what do you want?" Xia Huanhuan said snappily.    

    

"If you want it, come and get it." he said to her.    

    

His eyes were half closed, his whole body leaning against the wall, the hand holding the notebook hanging by his side. He looked gentle and harmless, but when she came to his side to take the notebook from him, he suddenly bent down and put his head on her shoulder.    

    

"Ye Nanqing, what are you doing!" Xia Huanhuan reflexively tried to step back, but her waist was held by his hand.    

    

"Don't move, just treat it as my reward for returning the notebook to you. Let me lean on you for a moment, just a little while!" He spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "I won't do anything but lean against you."    

    

Her body stiffened, feeling that the current him was a bit strange. Because of his sodden state, she felt her own shoulders grow damp as he rested his head on her shoulder.    

    

"Are you alright?" she asked. He thought about the news about his father's death that day.    

    

"What can I do?" A chuckle escaped from his mouth. The next moment, he straightened up, his expression still calm and graceful. "This notebook is for you."    

    

Xia Huanhuan returned the notebook to her hand and put it back into her bag. "Then I'll be leaving first." After saying that, he quickly walked down the stairs.    

    

However, when she reached the first floor and was about to open the door, she suddenly heard a muffled sound from the second floor, as if something heavy had fallen.    

    

Without thinking too much, Xia Huanhuan ran back to the second floor and saw Ye Nanqing sitting on the wall, breathing heavily.    

    

Xia Huanhuan ran forward and pushed away the wet patch on Ye Nanqing's cheek. Only then could she see his cheeks, which were unnaturally red. Her palm was pressed against his forehead. She could feel the warmth of his hand, enough to let her know that he was currently burning.    

    

Thinking about it, it was true that he was completely drenched. It was unknown how long he had been under the rain, nor did he know how long he had been in such a drenched state. It would be strange if nothing had happened to him!    

    

"How are you? Can you stand up?" she asked.    

    

"Why did you come back?" He did not answer the question.    

    

"Why not? We can't just stand by and watch him die. If it were anyone else, I would have come back. " she said.    

    

"Don't worry, I won't die." He still had work to do, so he would not die no matter what!    

    

"Did you drive here yourself?" Give me the car keys and I'll take you back first? " She held out her hand and asked for the car keys.    

    

He suddenly laughed. "I learned to drive three years ago. Do you still remember to drive like this?"    

    

At that time, Xia Huanhuan's driver's license was tested when she was dating Ye Nanqing, "I won't joke around with other people's lives." Xia Huanhuan replied, her hand still outstretched.    

    

The white palm looked clean and elegant. He looked at her palm for a moment, then took out the car keys from his pocket and placed them in her palm.    

    

She took the keys and looked out the window. The rain was starting to fall again. Seeing Ye Nanqing like this, she knew that he definitely did not bring any umbrellas. "Is the car parked outside?" she asked.    

    

"Hmm, not far." He stood up again. It was as if his previous weakness and fever did not exist at all.    

    

Raising her foot, Ye Nanqing walked down the stairs without any hesitation. Xia Huanhuan followed behind him, but they saw Ye Nanqing walk out of the mansion. Once again, his body was drenched in the rain.    

    

Xia Huanhuan quickly took the umbrella and ran to Ye Nanqing's side. The umbrella blocked the falling rain, so she shouted at him, "Are you crazy? Why would it rain if there's nothing else to do? "    

    

"Do you think the rain is dirty?" he asked suddenly.    

    

She was stunned, unable to understand why he had suddenly asked that question.    

    

Ye Nanqing continued, "Some people say that the rain is dirty, but those who say that must not understand. Sometimes, humans have to be even dirtier. It makes me feel like I'm being washed clean. "    

    

Xia Huanhuan stared blankly at Ye Nanqing. Rain was dripping down from his hair and face. He was smiling, but his expression was full of ridicule.    

    

For some reason, at this moment, she felt that the rain on his face was like tears.    

    

He was laughing, but why did she think he was crying?    

    

"Why are you smiling like that?" Just like that, he blurted out.    

    

He looked at her with a dark gaze. "Why do you ask?"    

    

She bit her lower lip and felt as if she had said something superfluous. Whether he smiled or not had nothing to do with her. She shook her head. "Let's go to where you're parked."    

    

She was about to raise her foot, but he stopped her. "Why do you ask?" He repeated the question, staring at her as if determined to hear her real answer.    

    

She hesitated, then replied, "I just don't think you want to laugh right now."    

    

Those who didn't want to laugh, yet had to force themselves to laugh, it was like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.    

    

In the past, she had seen his smile many times. It was calm, cheerful, calculating, ice-cold … However, he had never seen him smile like this, with an indescribable sadness.    

    

Ye Nanqing was shocked. This woman was just simply speaking, but she had easily touched the deepest part of his heart.    

    

He … It was true that he didn't want to laugh, but if he didn't laugh, he might …    

    

Why her? This pair of eyes seemed to be able to see through him, possessing a clarity and cleanliness that he did not possess!    

    

Perhaps to him, what he really needed was not rain, but her. It was just like when he was with her, he would temporarily forget many things and feel as if he was clean.    

    

"Xia Huanhuan, do you want to know my secret?" Ye Nanqing lowered his head and asked Xia Huanhuan.    

    

She looked at him in astonishment. For a moment, she didn't understand what he meant, "What's yours …" A secret? "    

    

"Yes, my secret. If you want to know, I will tell you." Suddenly, he had an urge. He wanted to drag this woman into his world. He wanted to take her as his own!    

    

Besides his dying father, no one else had heard of his secret. But now, he … Even Ye Nanqing himself could not explain why he had such an impulse.    

    

It was as if he had come here after leaving his mother's tomb and hadn't gone to find Mei Xinyi.    

    

Was it because he wanted to see her here? That was why she had unknowingly brought the car here. However, she had never expected that she would actually appear here.    

    

"Xia Huanhuan, do you want to know?" Ye Nanqing asked lightly.    

    

Although she didn't understand the purpose of his words, Xia Huanhuan still said, "No, I don't want to." There was no longer any relation between her and him, so his secret should not be known by her.    

    

"Is that so?" Ye Nanqing lowered his eyes. "No regrets?"    

    

"No regrets." she said.    

    

A stabbing pain arose in his chest once again. Ye Nanqing looked at the ring on his left hand. When she said "don't regret", it was as straightforward as when she broke up with him back then.    

    

So... Had she turned him down again?