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An Lan sat by the window until late into the night.
Xiao Yihe, concerned, came in and turned on the light. The glare made An Lan instinctively close her eyes. After adjusting a bit, she opened her eyes and mechanically turned her head to look at the man standing in the doorway.
Xiao Yihe, seeing her pale complexion, felt distressed and poured her a glass of water, "Lanlan, since you came back, you have been sitting here without drinking water, eating, or even sleeping. I'm really worried about you. What did you and Huo Zhanting talk about?"
An Lan's face suddenly changed as if she'd thought of something terrifying.
Xiao Yihe didn't dare to ask anymore, and could only reach out to gently hold An Lan, trying to comfort her.
"Lanlan, remember, I will always be right behind you, supporting you. You don't need to be so tired and take on everything by yourself, I'm here for you."