Chapter 97 Reusing Old Tricks to Get Close to You

chose the wrong person—a single-minded Yan Luoxi. If he had chosen someone like herself, she would have gladly cooperated with him to put on an unprecedentedly deep romance play.In He Yufan's heart,...Chapter 97 Using Old Tricks to Get Close to You

As soon as Li Yi heard that Li An wanted to see Yan Luoxi, he frowned in distress. "Li An, it's not that I don't want to tell you about them; it's just that you're too任性and霸道. Yan Luoxi doesn't belong to you anymore. If you suddenly interfere, what will happen to Douzi"

"Brother, rest assured. At this point in time, how could I act recklessly again" Li An's voice was filled with sorrow and regret. "Brother, I've come to fully realize my mistake. This life no longer gives me a chance to turn back. I just want to secretly look at them once; there are no other intentions."

It was clear that deceiving or stopping Li An from seeing Yan Luoxi again would be impossible. Li Yi sighed heavily. "You rascal, I can tell you where Yan Luoxi is, but you must first recover your health before going to see her. Make sure not to appear in front of Luoxi and Douzi."

After hanging up the phone, Li An stared blankly out the window for a moment before turning around and casually tossing his mobile onto the bedside table.

If it weren't for you, how meaningless would this world be

Suddenly, Li An felt as if he had aged from his youthful prime to an old man overnight.

With his elder brother's words in mind, Li An cooperated especially positively with the treatment and was discharged after half a month. Without stopping for even a moment, he flew to Yan Luoxi's city.

After such a long time and so much pain, hesitation, and struggle, Li An finally saw Yan Luoxi again. It just happened that she was always accompanied by Shao Junhe.

Yan Luoxi seemed healthier and happier than he had imagined, her mental state also appeared to be in good condition.

She wore a floral dress and flat shoes, her long black hair casually tied at the back of her head. With each step she took, her ponytail would sway lightly, giving her an incredibly carefree and comfortable demeanor.

Lì An watched Yán Luòxī walk calmly beside Shào Jūnhè, smiling up at him with her head tilted. This harsh scene stabbed at his heart, making it hard for him to breathe, his eyes feeling sore and dry as he bit down on his lower lip to suppress the pain, clenching his fists tightly.

She was the girl he cherished most in this world; she had been his greatest joy. But now, everything about her was completely out of reach.

Lì An vaguely recalled a line from Yán Luòxī's favorite collection of Eileen Chang's works: "Love is not complicated; it all comes down to three words—either 'I love you,' 'I hate you,' or 'It’s over.'"

“I love you” and “Sorry” were his sentiments towards Yán Luòxī, while “I hate you” and “Forget about it” were hers.

Lì An didn't know how long he had been watching from afar—whether it was a short or long time—he just stood there until the sky turned dark.

The night enveloped him like iron, cold and hard, as if a cruel armor enclosing his body.

Gradually, Lì An walked towards the vast ocean not far away. Facing the boundless sea, tears streamed down his face.

His family was in the film industry; when he was young, playing on movie sets often allowed him to see directors instructing actresses to cry by the seaside for emotional effect.

Lì An never imagined that one day he would resort to such clichéd behavior. He didn't want it, but he couldn't stop himself. His eyes were misty with tears and his heart was like an ocean, turbulent and surging.

When he came, he had promised his older brother that he would just take a quick look and leave. However, since seeing Yan Luoxi, he couldn't bear to part from him. He made a phone call to his company in Inner Mongolia, telling them he would be late returning home, and secretly rented a house near Yan Luoxi's villa to stay there. Every day, he watched Yan Luoxi and Shao Junhe come and go.

Watching Yan Luoxi and Shao Junhe laugh and walk together felt like torture to Li An, but he knew that even such torture wouldn't last long; once Yan Luoxi marries Shao Junhe, how could he still be there eavesdropping

Every day, Li An watched intently as Yan Luoxi walked out of the villa. Her life was simple and regular: she would go for a walk in the nearby orchard early in the morning, then head to the supermarket to shop before returning home. Around 2 PM every afternoon, she would sit on her balcony basking in the sun until around 4 PM, after which she would take an evening stroll along the beach.

He used a high-powered telescope to watch Yan Luoxi daily, seeing her nod and pass by with strangers, chat and laugh with Shao Junhe... She didn't seem much different from before, still looking delicate and innocent. This sight stabbed at his heart, making him restless.

One night, as he lay in bed unable to sleep, thoughts kept swirling in his mind: had Yan Luoxi really moved in with Shao Junhe

The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became. A bold idea suddenly struck him.

Li An was already deeply missing Yan Luoxi; after this idea came to him, he couldn't help but sit up abruptly from bed. He fetched a set of black sportswear and put on a cap, then took some tools and left home.

All the villas here were equipped with surveillance cameras. To avoid being discovered by Shao Junhe, Li An had already been paying attention to these cameras for days and even disabled several of them when no one was looking.

Li An was skilled in sports from a young age; sneaking around and scaling walls came naturally to him. He quickly disabled the nearby monitoring equipment and then stealthily climbed onto Yan Luoxi's villa balcony from a hidden corner.

These days, he had long noticed that Yan Luoxi lived on the second floor of the villa. He tiptoed to the windowsill near Yan Luoxi's room, held his breath, and slowly pushed the window with his hand, only to find out surprisingly that the window was already open.

It turned out that Sha Junhe, who was careless, had forgotten to close the window before going to sleep.

Lǐ n couldn't help but feel nervous at this thought. If Sha Junhe were seen in Yan Luoxi's bedroom, would he break down on the spot

Before climbing into the house through the window, Lǐ ān first took a look inside the room by moonlight. Faintly, he could see a large bed and only one figure of Yan Luoxi.

Lǐ n finally let out his breath as his heart was put at ease. He quietly climbed through the window and jumped into the house.

Years ago, it was by such skills that he had forcefully occupied Yan Luoxi's place. Back then, although what he did was undoubtedly a huge mistake, he acted with great confidence and audacity. Today, however, all he wanted to do was sneak a peek at his beloved girl, but instead of doing so boldly, he felt like a thief.

Lǐ ān sighed silently in his heart.

He leaned against the curtain and observed the room carefully for a while. The place was quiet with no other sounds except for Yan Luoxi's long and even breathing.

Listening to Yan Luoxi’s breath, Lǐ ān felt as if countless mice were clawing at him from inside. He could not hold back anymore and slowly walked towards Yan Luoxi's bed.

The deeply sleeping Yan Luoxi had no idea that someone was approaching her slowly. She still wore a faint smile on her lips, dreaming sweet dreams. everything inside of her had turned into a chaotic mess, painful to the point of cramping up.Zhou Guangtao took two steps forward before he suddenly noticed Yan Luoxi sitting there naked. His express...