At the moment of seeing Liu Yanxi, Tan Yutong recognized the man in front of him. He was a little excited, but he was too slow to say a word.

"What's the matter? Aren't you happy to see Yanxi? "

Mo Chongyan stepped forward and took the lead in breaking the standstill.

Tan Yutong immediately shook his head, said: "it's not like that, just, just suddenly, I don't know what to say."

Tan Yutong also stepped forward, avoided Mo Chongyan's hand, walked up to Liu Yanxi, and took Liu Yanxi's hand. The tears in his eyes finally came down.

"Yanxi..."

Liu Yanxi also stepped forward and held Tan Yutong tightly in his arms. He couldn't help crying and said, "Yutong, you've come back at last. After such a long time, you've come back at last."

Mo Chongyan looks at his empty hand and sighs slightly, but he doesn't say much. After all, Mo Chongyan knows the feelings between their best friends, and even more clearly knows that at this time, he is an outsider between them, and can't be completely inserted into their world.

"Don't stand at the door and talk. Let's go first. If there's anything, we'll talk after we get in."

As if they had just reacted, they nodded and went into the room hand in hand.

Mo Chongyan, who had been forgotten at the door, looked at his hand, then closed the door and followed him.

"Yutong, where have you been in recent years? How are you doing? Have you encountered any harm? "

Liu Yanxi nervously holds Tan Yutong's hand and hisses.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Liu Yanxi asked:

"who was the man who kidnapped you three years ago? How did you pull it out later? Did you get hurt when you pulled it out? "

In the face of Liu Yanxi's nervousness, Tan Yutong relaxed a lot. He gently shook his head to signal Liu Yanxi not to be so excited, and then said:

"I'm ok. You see what I'm like now, you should know I'm wrong. My life is actually pretty good."

After hearing this, Liu Yanxi took Tan Yutong seriously and looked up and down in front of him. After a while, he finally felt relieved, nodded and said:

"if you're OK, you don't know. When you had an accident, Ming Yuan and I were worried about you."

Tan Yutong didn't say anything. With a faint smile, she knew. Of course, she knew. Even from her return to now, Mo Chongyan didn't say a word more, but she also knew.

After all, it was a husband who had been sleeping with him for several years. Tan Yutong still knew about some of his careful thoughts, but he didn't make it clear.

"But now it's OK, you're OK, just come back safely, other things are not so important."

Liu Yanxi's hand gently helps Tan Yutong arrange her hair. If it wasn't for their age, people who didn't know would think they were mothers and daughters.

Mo Chongyan saw that they should have a lot to say, so he quietly went to the kitchen, helped them burn a little water, and then quietly brought it to them, and then quietly hid on the swing in the corner to sit, not to disturb the two sisters to talk about the past.

Although Mo Chongyan is a man, he knows that it is not easy to have a person who cares about himself.