With a sincere smile on her face, Ye Wan looked directly into He Sichen's eyes and said, "I saw two words in it."
He Sichen's eyes changed from serious to serious, "What word?"
Ye Wan didn't speak for a long time.
Those two words were so heavy that she felt it was very stressful to say them out.
After a long while, Ye Wan reached out and wrote two words on the stone chair next to her.
help me.
He Sichen looked at those two words blankly and fell into a long trance.
At that moment, he was undoubtedly angry.
But what is more raging than anger is helplessness.
He didn't know what to do.
In the past few years, he has been working all over the world, and he has never been alone outside.
The panic of the peaked cap.
A child's crying.
His first reaction was to call the police.
But he doesn't have a mobile phone.
Asking passers-by for help?
Just like Ye Wan was able to identify Tu Fei Yuan as his accomplice with just one sentence, he also guessed it, so much so that he didn't know who to turn to for help and could only hold on to his peaked cap.
The moment Ye Wan grabbed his arm, his impatience and panic had turned him into the little boy imprisoned in the arms of the peaked cap.
A little boy who is ignorant and can only cry loudly even though he knows he is in danger.
Did he leave home and his parents like this before?
At that time, it would have been nice if there was someone who could help him like he does today.
"Ye Wan, thank you!"
The pain in his eyes dissipated little by little.
Lowering his head, He Sichen thanked him softly.
For the little boy who has returned to his mother's arms.
And for...himself.
Because there were so many people, only Ye Wan understood his cry for help.
…
"Ye Wan..."
The photographer stood far away under the eaves and saw Ye Wan and He Sichen sitting there chatting.
The picture is as quiet as a painting, beautiful and thought-provoking.
But, have they forgotten something?
The show is still being recorded.
The photographer shouted: "The time is almost up!"
Nodding to the photographer, Ye Wan looked back at He Sichen, "Can you drink?"
He Sichen shook his head subconsciously, "I never drink."
Drinking means losing control.
And the things you do when you lose control will definitely be regretted when you wake up.
Ye Wan smiled and patted his shoulder, "I will give you a can of wine tonight. The alcohol is not high. After drinking it, you can feel a little tipsy. After a good sleep, you will feel much better. When you open your eyes tomorrow,
You are that charming Brother Chen again! Let’s go..."
Looking up at Ye Wan, He Sichen's eyes were slightly warm.
She is always smiling from morning to night, and nothing seems to affect her good mood.
So good, so...envious!
He Sichen stood up and followed him.
Perhaps their minds were clearer after exercising. On the way back, the two of them found the treasure at the landmark with little effort.
Even so, when we returned to Qijie Local Restaurant, it was still more than an hour later than the designated time.
"You are finally back."
Sister Ling already knew from the director that something unexpected happened to Ye Wan and He Sichen. She didn't complain at all and asked the waiter to bring them two glasses of water.
Zhong Xiyu's eyes kept darting between the two of them.
The test in the morning is about teamwork ability, but not in the afternoon.
The landmarks of Ye Wan and He Sichen are clearly not the same place. Why did these two people come back together?
It's still over an hour late.
What...did they do?
Look at He Sichen's face, which is as if the ice and snow has melted and is no longer cold, and then look at Ye Wan's smile that is still beautiful and otherworldly even though she only wears light makeup.
The sense of CP is simply not too strong!
Zhong Xiyu wrinkled her skirt angrily.
When she thought about how Ye Wanhui would be scolded by He Sichen's guards as soon as the show started, she couldn't bear to look at him, a gloating smile appeared on Zhong Xiyu's lips.
Ye Wan, I hope you can still laugh when the time comes!