fter the South African incident, a series of events began to unfold, leaving Ye Fan overwhelmed and unable to seize the best opportunity to turn the tide. This ultimately led to the unexpected death o...Never mind, I'll just drag him back to the room to rest. Big deal, I can just stay at a hotel tonight.

After making up her mind, Murong Xue wanted to take the drunk Ye Fan back to their room. However, just at this moment, Ye Fan who had been passed out on the table suddenly woke up and looked at Murong Xue with a mysterious smile, saying, "Where do you want to take me"

"I...you...are you pretending to be drunk"

Ye Fan chuckled, "Has the old Dean fallen asleep"

"My father has already gone to sleep."

“Then I’m leaving.” Ye Fan stood up at once, his steps steady, not a hint of drunkenness. Murong Xue opened her mouth, hesitating whether to follow him. Seeing Ye Fan suddenly turn back, she said, “Do you have something you want to say to me”

Muran Xue nodded. Ye Fan sighed, "Then send me off."

It was late at night, and the autumn in Yanjing had already grown quite cold. The two of them strolled through the hospital garden. A gust of wind blew past, sending a chill down their spines. Murong Xue instinctively tightened her knitted sweater; she had rushed out and hadn't brought many clothes with her.

"Let's sit over there." Ye Fan took off a jacket from his body and draped it on Murong Xue, pointing to a loveseat not far away.

Surrounded by towering trees, the lights cast dancing shadows on their branches. On the grassy lawn, young men and women sat together in groups of three or four on chairs, occasionally breaking into joyous laughter.

Murong Xue looked at those young men and women with a dazed expression, clutching the clothes Ye Fan had put on her, her body leaning slightly against Ye Fan as she walked past them.

After they sat down, another gust of cold wind blew. Although Murong Xue had put on Ye Fan's coat, her body still trembled slightly. Ye Fan gently hugged her into his arms, and Murong Xue's body went limp and she no longer had any strength.

Ye Fan inhaled her virginal scent, his eyes gazing at the fallen leaves dancing in the distance, as if his thoughts were carried away by them to a distant place.

"Did you hear what your father said" Ye Fan suddenly asked.

"I heard." Murong Xue's voice was very flat, unable to hear any emotion.

"Your dad is right, I'm not the only woman you have." Ye Fan said lightly.

He could clearly feel the trembling in Murong Xue's body, growing stronger and stronger. Ye Fan felt a pang of heartache and looked at Murong Xue with pity.

"Hold me, I'm cold..." Murong Xue endured her tears so they wouldn't fall.

"Xiaoxue, why are you doing this again You don't have to force yourself..."

"Hold me..."

Ye Fan had no choice but to clasp his hands around her waist and pulled her whole person into his arms.

Hold on tight...

Ye Fan increased his grip.

Hold on tighter...

Ye Fan tightly hugged Murong Xue in his arms, the two hearts at this moment, already pressed together closely.

A single tear silently fell, landing on Ye Fan's arm, bringing a coolness with it.

"Xiaoxue, you don't have to torture yourself like this. If you want to cry, just let it out. Or you can hit me or scold me, as long as you can vent your anger." Yefan couldn't bear to see Murongxue like this.

Murong Xue finally cried like a baby in Ye Fan's arms, her appearance was heartbreaking.

Ye Fan seemed to hear something shatter.

"You bastard... after you took my heart, you also let me know that you have other women... But I still don't want to leave you, because... I've fallen in love with you..." Murong Xue burst into tears, her crystal tears wetting Ye Fan's hands. He wanted to wipe away Murong Xue's tears, but she held his hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

Ye Fan's heart trembled deeply at this moment. He knew that every girl was an angel. When she fell in love with a man, her wings would be broken. Therefore, please don't let down the woman who has fallen in love with you, because she no longer has wings to fly back to her original sky.

Ye Fan didn't know what to say at this moment, nor did he know what else he could say. All he could do was hold onto Murong Xue with both hands, holding her tightly.

Some things were meant to be done, some tasks he had to complete. He silently vowed in his heart to make those who already loved him happy.

"Ye Fan, promise me one thing," Murong Xue raised her chin, tears still glistening in her eyes.

"Uh" Ye Fan looked at her sleepily.

"Be my boyfriend for a day..."

"Good..."

"I want to give my most precious things to my first love...Ye Fan, kiss me..." Murong Xue's eyes gradually became hazy.

Ye Fan didn't speak, but instead planted a deep kiss on her red lips. This kiss held within it too much guilt and a profound tenderness.

Murong Xue wrapped her hands around Ye Fan's neck, enjoying the tenderness of love between them. At this moment, she was happy.

It turned out there was no love, but she didn't know when it started, he had gradually walked into her heart. His shadow would appear in her mind from time to time. She knew, this is love.

Love But it came too late...

This night, they embraced in the cold wind, no one willing to leave the other. This night, angels descended upon the world, but their wings had been broken.

"Xiao Xue, it's getting late. You..." The weather was getting colder and colder. Even though Murong Xue was in his arms, Ye Fan still felt her shivering. If they stayed here any longer, she would probably catch a cold. Ye Fan really wanted to say, "If you're willing, we can be lovers forever," but he never had the courage to say it out loud.

Murong Xue didn't answer. She buried her whole head in Ye Fan's embrace, her hands clutching him tightly as if afraid he would leave at any moment.

Ye Fan helplessly, could only let her.

Muran Xue seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms. Ye Fan gently stroked her silken hair. This woman was truly too innocent.

"Dong dong dong…" The distant gong rang twelve times, already past midnight.

This second, a new day has begun, but the old one is already over.

Murong Xue was suddenly awakened by the sound of the bell. She broke free from Ye Fan's embrace and stood up abruptly. Because her movements were too fast, the clothes Ye Fan had draped over her shoulder slipped to the ground. Murong Xue trembled slightly in the cold wind.

But she couldn't resist the chill in her heart. She looked at Ye Fan with red eyes and said, "Ye Fan, let's break up!"

Ye Fan was taken aback, but still picked up the coat and wanted to put it on her. She refused, just staring straight at Ye Fan.

"Put your coat on first, you'll catch a cold."

Murong Xue, however, pushed Ye Fan away with all her might and cried out in a hoarse voice: "After today, we are no longer friends. I don't want to see you again!"

After Murong Xue finished speaking, she turned and ran out. Ye Fan was stunned, but he saw Murong Xue turn back, using all her strength to shout: "Ye Fan, I hate you!"

Then, disappeared into the cold night...

Only Ye Fan was left in the empty garden, feeling lost and forlorn.

Have I made a mistake Perhaps! Perhaps I should have never appeared in her life at all...to sleep with her, definitely!!"Faced with Andre's idle sigh, Ye Fan sitting beside him showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. 。Ye Fan took a puff of his cigar and calmly said, "Ask Black Dragon,...