Chapter 1938
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An Lan ran to the entrance of the alley in front of her and saw Xu Baohan dragging his long legs as he walked out from the depths of another dark alley.
His cheeks were white under the moonlight, looking clear and weak. An Lan suddenly felt a little regretful. She regretted agreeing to his trip.
"See, I told you before not to put so much money in your wallet. Now you pay with your phone …"
Before An Lan could finish speaking, Xu Baohan suddenly pulled her into his arms.
An Lan was a little stunned. When she came back to her senses, she thought that he might be too heartbroken from losing money. She quickly reached out and patted his back. "Don't be sad, you …"
This time, before she could finish her sentence, Xu Baohan kissed her hard on his thin lips.
An Lan's eyes widened. This guy must have been too agitated. Why did he kiss her after snatching her money?
Perhaps it was because he had never lost so much money before and was too agitated.
An Lan patted his head to calm him down.
"I didn't lose any money." Xu Baohan held her shoulders tightly with both hands, his voice hoarse. "I asked you if you wanted to go to the toilet. Didn't you say you didn't want to? When I came out and saw that you weren't there, I panicked and thought something had happened to you …"
An Lan blinked, dumbfounded. "You can call my cell phone."
There was silence for a while. Xu Baohan pursed his thin lips and said dryly, "I forgot."
"…"
An Lan was speechless for a while. Her heart suddenly ached. She hadn't forgotten how flustered he had been when he ran.
She sighed and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his head. "It's not your fault, it's not your fault. Your concussion hasn't fully recovered."
Xu Baohan: "…"
He also felt that his concussion was a little fierce this time. His IQ had completely dropped. This wasn't him in the past.
"An Lan, it might not be because of my concussion," Xu Baohan told the truth with complicated feelings. "It's because I care about you more than I thought. I'm afraid something will happen to you."
An Lan was stunned. Looking at his angular face under the moonlight, her chest was suddenly filled with warmth. "Baohan, I'm fine. Let's go back. It's too late. If we don't leave now, something might really happen to us. After all, you can't beat anyone now."
"Okay."
Xu Baohan held her hand tightly.
On the way back, there were fewer and fewer people. An Lan felt lucky to have him by her side.
At night, after showering and turning off the lights, Xu Baohan pulled her onto his chest.
"What's wrong?" She raised her head. Her fine black hair hung down, and her voice was hazy.
"I'm still a little scared." Xu Baohan hugged her tightly and said, "Let's not shop too late next time."
"Okay." An Lan yawned. "Can we sleep now?"
"I don't want to." Xu Baohan sighed. "Why is my neck injured? I don't want to lie down and sleep like this."
An Lan: "…"
"Go to sleep, bro." After a while, An Lan touched his head. "You don't have the strength right now."
Xu Baohan: "…"
The two of them played in the ancient town for three days.
On the fourth day, on the way back to the high-speed rail, An Lan received a call from Yan Wen. "Zhao Gui's family came to the lawyer to look for you yesterday. When they heard that you weren't around, they made a ruckus in the law firm, but they were chased out by the security guards."
"He can still make a ruckus? It seems like his injury in the court wasn't very serious." An Lan chuckled. It was difficult for Xu Baohan to still not recover.
"He's just pretending," Yan Wen said angrily.
"Arrange a meeting next Monday. By then, they'll know that this is just an appetizer." An Lan smiled faintly.
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