Chapter 820 Clear

  An Chen was still thinking about it, but the dishes had already been served, and it seemed impolite to continue thinking about other things. An Chen could only temporarily clear this matter from his mind.

  They are all gone, I wonder if Fu Yanxing will remember to eat, Fan Luo and Qu Yan should be there.

  While Fu Yanxing was thinking about An Chen, An Chen was also thinking about Fu Yanxing.

  Before Fu Yanxing confessed, An Chen was not so sure about his feelings and feelings for him.

  An Chen once thought that Fu Yanxing, like Ji Xuan and Ling Han, was an elder brother and a relative, but in the subsequent relationship, An Chen always felt something different.

  Fu Yanxing will accompany him to do whatever he wants to do, but he will also nag, but while nagging, Fu Yanxing will still prepare what she wants for An Chen.

  Fu Yanxing would also stand up for An Chen when he was in danger. Of course Ling Han and Ji Xuan would also do these things, but there was always some unclear difference between them.

  All the puzzled things had their due answers after Fu Yanxing confessed, and all the previous feelings became clear at that moment.

   "Xiaochen, try this quickly, this shrimp is the signature here." The editor-in-chief was calling An Chen to eat.

   "Okay." An Chen quickly recovered, agreed, and then continued to chat with everyone.

  Fu Yanxing had also finished his meal at this moment, and after saying a word, he went upstairs alone. Qu Yan and Fan Luo looked at each other, and then both sighed.

  After packing up his things, Qu Yan brought Fu Yanxing a cup of coffee up, and then he didn't disturb Fu Yanxing, and left here quietly with Fan Luo, intending to let Fu Yanxing think for himself and calm down.

  Fu Yanxing glanced at the cup of coffee that Qu Yan brought, and then smiled. Friends are not good enough. Although Qu Yan and Fan Luo are sometimes unreliable, they are still very useful at critical moments.

   Unknowingly, Fu Yanxing thought of An Chen again. There happened to be a pen and paper next to him. Fu Yanxing took it and wrote a paragraph.

"It doesn't matter whether it's too late or too early for me, it won't stop you from becoming the person you want to be. There is no time limit for this process. You can start anytime you want. It doesn't matter if you want to change or stay the same." It doesn't matter, there should be no constraints in doing things.

   We can make this happen and we can screw it up, but I want you to be who you want to be in the end.

  I hope you will sometimes stop by this world that amazes you, and experience things you've never felt before.

  I want you to meet other people who have a different point of view than you. I want you to have a life you can be proud of. If you imagine your life differently, I hope you will have the courage to start over.

   There are many things I want to tell you, but I have never had the chance. I carry them through the seasons, skimming the high roads, laying between the mountains and the sea. The flower blooms is one sentence, and the night is over is one sentence. Dusk begins to write, and dawn is countless title pages. The whole world spells out a poem, and I love you as the last line.

  I don't regret not meeting you at the best time, because the best time begins after meeting you.

  I have met many people in my life, they are like fireworks between my fingers, flickering, and finally reduced to a touch of ashes, but you are different, you are like a big dipper, shining in my whole life. "

  (end of this chapter)