Chapter 191 Jealous that he got all her preference
Jiang Hexun didn't know what to say.
After all, friends who have grown up together are different from friends who have made friends along the way.
She didn't want to lie, but she was afraid that he would be angry, so she could only look down at her reflection and pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Yan Louchuan felt very uncomfortable.
The little girl beside him remained silent.
The moonlight is silent and quiet for a while.
Yan Louchuan sighed inwardly. There was really nothing he could do to her, so he had no choice but to rub her head.
"Forget it, I know even if you don't tell me."
Jiang Hexun picked his fingers and played with them, feeling a little nervous, "I'm sorry, I don't want to lie to you, but I will try my best to treat you and Chengfeng as friends of equal status."
After a short silence, Yan Louchuan asked in a low voice: "If I say I like you today, are you going to ignore me?"
Jiang Hexun became even more nervous.
The cool moonlight illuminated half of her face. She was silent for a long time and remained silent.
After a long while, she finally replied in a low voice: "Yes, I may break off our relationship with you."
Yan Louchuan lowered his eyes, his expression melted into the night, and he could not clearly see his happiness and anger.
He endured all kinds of feelings in his heart and smiled lightly, "You kid, don't give me any face. Brother, I will be sad."
The charming and suave chuckle was a bit cynical.
Jiang Hexun looked at the overlapping shadows on the ground and clasped his fingers.
"If you don't like him, you should stay away from him. You can't give him the illusion of hope. It's good for both parties. Anyway, that's what I think."
"No wonder my nephew has been chasing you for two years and he still hasn't caught up with you."
Jiang Hexun was embarrassed for a moment, and then said seriously: "Actually, Senior Lu is quite nice, but he is not my type."
"Then what kind do you like?"
Yan Louchuan put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes, and looked a little unpredictable.
Jiang Hexun thought of Fu Zhiheng for a moment, and the dim nightlight covered the pain in her eyes.
"I like someone with a warm smile. He can tolerate all my bad tempers, tolerate all my shortcomings, and can spoil me to the point of being lawless. As long as I like something, even if he doesn't like it, he will pretend to like it...
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The girl's soft and soft voice seems to be telling good memories.
"When I am sad, he will keep coaxing me until I laugh. Even though I am cute, willful and bad-tempered, in his eyes, I am the best girl in the world."
She raised her head and looked at the vast night sky, remembering some past events, with a hint of smile on her lips.
Yan Louchuan turned his head and looked at her quietly with lowered eyebrows, already knowing who she was talking about.
That young man who has been dead for many years, Fu Zhiheng.
The icy cold wind blew on my face, giving me a biting chill.
He was quiet for a while, rubbing his fingers on the lighter in his trouser pocket, resisting the urge to smoke, and took his hand out.
Yan Louchuan was suddenly extremely jealous of the young man named Fu Zhiheng.
Although that young man is dead, he lived through Jiang Hexun's most arrogant and wanton years, occupied all her beautiful memories, and gained her unreserved preference.
She was indulgent, wanton and willful in front of that boy.
She felt confident in front of him and was proud of his favor.
What Fu Zhiheng got was the most sincere love from this girl.
Does she like him that much?
After Yan Louchuan sent Jiang Hexun home, he took out a lighter, and the thin flame flickered in the air.
He lazily leaned against the tree outside Jiang's house and lit a cigarette.
In the dark night, under the dim street lights, there was smoke.
Yan Louchuan's indifferent and deep eyes looked quietly at the lit bedroom on the third floor of the Jiang family mansion.
Under the bright light, the translucent curtains reflected the girl's swaying figure.
He stood for a long time, and he did not leave until the lights in the bedroom were turned off and it was dark.
The phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated several times.
Yan Louchuan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the WeChat chat box that popped up on the screen. It was from his nephew Lu Ze——