Ye Wan felt indescribably relaxed, feeling that the sky above her head was exceptionally blue and the sun was exceptionally bright.
As evening approaches, the city center gradually becomes noisy.
On the snack street, shopkeepers are busy making preparations for the upcoming dining peak period.
In the square, there are kind old people, young parents, and toddlers.
At a glance, there is beauty everywhere.
If my parents were still here...
Ye Wan raised his eyes and looked at the gorgeous sunset on the horizon, couldn't help but touch the corners of his eyes, then turned around and ran towards the snack street.
After walking and eating, Ye Wan burped and walked leisurely towards the hotel when it got dark.
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Outside the gate of Sicheng Hotel, Rong Qian, who was following suit, just stretched out his hand when he received a slightly warning look from Lu Changchuan.
Rong Qian retracted his hand sarcastically, "Master Jiu, your eyes are not completely healed yet. Dean Wen said you need to rest."
There is no distinction between men and women five meters away, but the road underfoot can still be seen clearly.
Lu Changchuan walked straight out, "I'm just walking around, no need to follow."
If you say you don't need to follow, you just don't need him to follow.
Bodyguards are indispensable.
Rong Qian hesitated and did not follow.
It's early summer, and the days are gradually getting longer. Even though it's already seven o'clock, the sky is still bright.
Without the dazzling sunlight, Lu Changchuan felt that his eyes were much more comfortable, and his vision seemed to be much better.
The main road is busy with traffic.
Surrounded by men and women with relaxed faces after a tiring day.
Fireworks are coming.
When I looked up, I saw the overpass crossing the main road.
Lu Changchuan raised his feet and walked up.
You can see the flashing car taillights below you. Looking around, the alternating traffic lights are a bit blurry, but they are much better than the previous few days.
In a few days, his eyes should be back to normal.
His manic and depressive mood had eased a lot. Lu Changchuan leaned over the railing and looked into the distance, trying to see clearly the license plate numbers of the cars on the road.
When, when, when...
When the bell rang from afar, Ye Wan just stood under the overpass and stuffed the last octopus ball into his mouth, then threw the carton of bamboo sticks into the trash can.
When the bell rang, Ye Wan subconsciously turned around and looked towards the distant place where tall buildings gathered.
His face turned visibly white.
A week ago, it was the same time.
When Ye's family went bankrupt, his father climbed to the top of the building and jumped down.
What was my father thinking at that moment?
Despair, guilt, self-blame...
There must be reluctance and attachment to your family, right?
If time could go back, Ye Wan really wanted to go back to that moment, even if she could just say a word to her father.
Just one sentence is enough.
Dad, even if the glory of the past no longer exists, you still have us... There is hope when we are alive!
Tears burst out of her eyes, and she had the feeling that her parents were watching her. Ye Wan raised her hand to wipe away the tears and walked onto the overpass calmly.
Looking up again, I saw a young man with a gloomy look and his hands on the railing.
Is this... not wanting to live anymore?
The word "Hello" was stuck in his throat, fearing that it would become a catalyst that would make him jump faster, so Ye Wan pounced on him.
Ye Wan didn't expect that the man let go of the handrail.
Lu Changchuan also didn't expect that someone would sneak attack him.
The bodyguards in the dark were even less surprised: where did this thin and frail little girl come from and how could she be so strong?
Under the overpass, Rong Qian held his forehead: It's over!