It drizzled in the afternoon sun in Paris. In a few seconds, the room became dim and there was no trace of light and shadow.

The man lowered his eyes blankly and looked at the hand he was holding on his sleeve, begging him...she begged him to get a divorce.

Shi Quan turned his head.

The two looked at each other with high and low. The water droplets of her eyes were still rolling from time to time, and they rolled down in the blink of an eye.

He slowly took out his cell phone, dialed the captain's phone number, and said he was about to return.

After hanging up the phone, he whispered: "I think if it's not what you said, there is no impact. Yunting and Xi's recently had a big project. After I evaluated it, I can do it, so I'll leave."

"Thanks."

"No need to thank you, I won't leave you, no," he chuckled and nodded, "You regret it. You first proposed to get married, but now you regret it and don't want to get married anymore."

Yan Han looked at him firmly. He was going to the bedroom. When he suddenly saw her eyes, he slowed down again.

She looked away and lowered her eyes. After a moment, she let the tears break again and rolled down on the pillow on her knees, sank into the cotton, and smudged a dark color.

He was stunned for a moment, and his heart tugged for a long time.

Yan Han leaned into the back of the sofa and was a little out of breath. Then she wanted to get up and go into the bedroom, but she felt dizzy and was a little unstable when walking.

Xi Quan reached out to help her, but she signaled that she didn't need it. She went to the bedroom alone, curled up on the bed, and buried her face.

Xi Quan poured a glass of water in, put it at the head of the bed and reached out to help her.

Yan Han was angry but weak, "No need, don't bother me."

"Don't move, drink some water."

Her eyes were as red as if she had charming makeup, and she shouted in a low voice, "I won't drink, you go out."

"sorry."

"No, it's me that's not good, it's me that's not good, it's me that's not good," she pushed him intermittently because she couldn't lift her breath, "You go out, please, go out."

Xi Quan pressed her in his arms, "Yan Han!"

She struggled and pushed him, "You go out, let me stay alone for a while, I don't need your care, I don't need it, I don't need it, I don't deserve it, if you want to leave, if you don't want to leave, I won't force you." Yan Han felt a sense of lack of oxygen, and was so painful that he felt like he wanted to die, and pushed him with tears in his eyes, "It's my fault, it was my marriage, I shouldn't be so willful, I want to divorce again, it's me selfish. I won't force you anymore, I don't need it anymore, you let me stay alone for a while."

Xi Quan hugged her tightly and pressed her in his arms without moving, "Yan Han, Yan Han, I'm sorry, I promise you to divorce, I promise you now, I'm sorry."

Yan Han's man gasped and raised his head, dizzy and dizzy.

Xi Quan let her lie down, and she closed her eyes and couldn't say a word.

The man beside the bed looked at her, and after a while, whispering, "I'm sorry, I know you didn't say anything, but this child still hit you very hard. I didn't even do a normal marriage life. It's my fault. It's normal for you to be tired, and it's normal for you to live like before. I promise you, promise you. You have a good rest."

Yan Han turned sideways.

Xi Quan tucked the quilt, turned his head and bent down, supported his elbows on his knees, and his deep-locked brows deepened a little further.

The sound of rain outside was persevering, and the sky was as cloudy as evening.

Yan Han quickly fell asleep in the sound of rain. When he woke up again, it was indeed evening.

She touched her phone in a vast distance and looked at the time at 8 o'clock.

It's quiet outside.

She thought of Xi Quan calling the captain in the morning and got up and went out.

I thought he had left, but the man sat in the living room, and the man did nothing and just sat there.

Hearing her voice, he turned around and looked at him, "Do you want to go with me for my plane tomorrow night?"

Yan Han stood there and looked at him, and for a while he didn't say anything. He didn't know when he came to his senses. He said in a low voice: "I'll tell me something to go back, you can go first."

"What time is it?"

Seeing that he still wanted to wait for her, Yan Han said, "You go first, don't wait for me." She didn't want to fly with him. There was no one on the private plane, and after the flight attendant left, they were the only two of them left.

When Xi Quan heard this, he was silent for a moment, "Then you go back by private plane."

Yan Han paused, and finally closed the door without saying anything and went in again.

She sent You Yan a message with her mobile phone, saying that she wanted to go back to China, and then went to wash up.

After washing up, I sat alone on the carpet beside the bed, thinking about how to arrange the time after returning to China, go to the old house to see my grandparents, and then go back to Yan house for a meal and come back. It is not suitable for staying there for too long. If I have divorced, it is easy for people to see the clues after staying for a long time.

Just as I was thinking, the doorbell rang outside.

Then he heard You Yan ask Xi Quan: "Where is Yan Han?"

"bedroom."

Yan Han looked at the door, and soon You Yan pushed open the hidden door and came in.

She came over and squatted down, "Why do you have to go back to China? What's the matter?"

Yan Han smiled, held his hands on his lap, "Divorce Procedures."

You Yan was stunned, "What?"

"I mentioned it," Yan Han looked up at the ceiling, "He agreed."

"Why should we divorce? He even agreed." You Yan took a deep breath before she told Xi Quan that she lived a good life, why...

Yan Han blinked and lowered his eyes after a moment, "I don't want to get pregnant anymore. I don't want the child to be born like me. So, since we have nothing to do with the child and we don't have that kind of relationship that cannot be left behind, then divorce is the best."

You Yan looked at her with her eyebrows closed, and didn't know what to say for a while, "If you didn't have this child, you wouldn't have thought so much and you would have nothing to do."

Yan Han didn't say anything, buried himself in his knees and reached out to cover his eyes. She knew that this was a fuse.

You Yan: "Then he agreed? That's what you told him? Then he agreed?"

Yan Han: "He disagreed, but he agreed later." She smiled, and he later agreed.

The rain had been raining for a day, and it was still drizzling against the glass. Yan Han looked at it, his eyes dim, "I'm just tired, he's not wrong with marriage and children, but if there are no children for the rest of my life, only us, I always feel that there is no need for it. I can't hold on anymore and don't want to continue." She covered her eyes and sighed tiredly, "... It's just that this kind of marriage has to be tired, but I still proposed it, I'm more selfish."

"Hanhan."

"I will go back to China tomorrow, and then stay for a few days and come back after the work." She raised her head and smiled, "and then find a place to rest for a few days, and start working after the work is over and start preparing for the haute courier week."

You Yan looked straight at her, and finally couldn't say a word in her meticulous arrangement, and could only sigh, "Then I'm leaving, Xi Quan is outside, I'm not suitable for staying for too long. If you have anything to do, call me again."

Yan Han nodded.

When the person left, she didn't actually go out, and he didn't come in. Both of them occupied a place inside and outside the house, watching the rain.

Until at some point, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the house.

Xi Quan pushed open the door and looked at the person who was staring at the bed with his knees in a daze watching the rain. He looked at her motionless, and seemed to be a little more relaxed and happy because he agreed to divorce.

He raised his head blankly, and finally didn't think about anything more and knocked on the door.

Yan Han turned around blankly, and the two looked at each other half of the room.

Xi Quan: "Get out for dinner."

"You eat...I'm not hungry."

Xi Quan closed his eyebrows, "You haven't had a meal a day on average these days. What do you think?"

Yan Han lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Xi Quan entered the house, pulled her up, and took her out.

The two sat down in the restaurant, and Yan Han didn't say anything else. He took the chopsticks and started eating without knowing the taste.

The person next to him didn't eat and sat there quietly. Yan Han didn't say anything throughout the whole process. He just stood up when he was finished quickly, said sorry, and then went back to the bedroom.

The man who was still sitting there still didn't move, and he didn't move for a long time.

In fact, this is a good time to part. He apologized for his own affairs. She thought it was her mentioning it, but she was not good.

They are actually quite good, they can get the points and be quiet.

The surface is calm, but the heart is a little uncomfortable.

He chuckled softly.

Yan Han lay down for several hours before he felt someone coming in, and then went to bed and slept on the other side. He was very far away from her tonight.

She didn't move either, but she lay down there almost dawn, and she felt that the person behind her had been breathing regularly, as if she hadn't slept all night.

Finally, he answered the job call. Yan Han listened to a few words, and then when he hung up, he said, "Let's go back together, don't book air tickets." The private plane was convenient for him to hold video conferences with the company's people. He just said on the phone that he would postpone several meetings before he arrived.

He looked sideways and Yan Han lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The man at the end of the bed looked at it for a moment and turned his face away.

The rain in Paris has not stopped, and it is often very small and intermittent until the afternoon. When the plane takes off, there is sunset on the wings, and the weather is getting better and good.

Yan Han was not sitting with him on the plane, and there was a front and back position in a corridor in the middle. She was watching the review video of the show she had just finished, looking for the shortcomings, and chatting with You Yan while watching.

The man on the other side of the aisle also turned on the computer and was working.

After watching the video for a while, Yan Han became sleepy. He almost didn't sleep last night and didn't fall asleep during the day. Now he was in the air. He finally lost any thoughts in his head and wanted to sleep.

She put away her computer and lay down on the chair.

The person next door looked away from the computer, looked back, and then called a flight attendant, took a blanket and gently lifted it up, covering her.
To be continued...