Ning Tong'er raised her hand and gently tugged on his sleeve: "Brother Qingyi?"
But for some reason, Han Qingyi, who had never rejected her, frowned slightly for an instant and broke away from her slender fingers.
Then he turned around, smiled apologetically at her and said, "What's wrong? Tong'er."
Ning Tong'er was still embarrassed by his inadvertent little move. She didn't know why he instinctively rejected her. Was it because he already hated her?
However, he was as good to her as before, and that familiar smile remained the same as before, unchanged at all.
She lowered her head in discomfort: "Brother Qingyi, don't you want to go to the concert with me? If you don't want to, you can go back and I won't mind."
Han Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch her hair as usual, but for some reason, he stopped again when his jade-white fingers were still two centimeters away from her black hair.
Coming down, it seemed as if there was some reason that made him feel unbearable.
He was just holding back and not showing it.
"Why do Tong'er think so?" He said with a smile, "Isn't it common for Brother Qingyi to accompany Tong'er to concerts?"
"But, brother Qingyi, you seem... you seem to have something unhappy in your heart. Is it because of Tong'er?" Tong'er mustered up the courage to speak out.
In fact, she discovered it from the moment she saw him in the morning.
Han Qingyi should have been very happy to give her a surprise? However, there was something indescribably weird about his expression.
Ning Tong'er couldn't tell what was weird, but she just felt that something was different.
Han Qingyi was slightly startled after hearing her words. Yes, he knew Ning Tong'er too well.
He almost forgot how sensitive she was, even incredibly slender, not to mention that since she was a child, he had discovered in her that she had a strange sixth sense that science could not yet explain.
He knew that after receiving Ning Xiaorou's report about last night's events to him, the jealousy and resentment in his heart could not be restrained and were revealed uncontrollably.
Taking a deep breath, he put on a gentle smile again, and this time he touched her head naturally with his hand. He didn't think about the damn man last night who couldn't vent his anger by being cut into pieces.
He also touched her head in this way.
No, maybe it was more than just touching her head.
No, no, in fact, he knew very well, not maybe, but definitely - how could that man just touch her head like this?
The girl he once regarded as a treasure and carefully protected was put on the bed by that damn man, on her princess bed, and then performed all kinds of tricks...
There were countless venomous snakes entangled in Han Qingyi's heart, emitting venom, making his heart turn pitch black and corroded to the point of being riddled with holes, but this time there was a very natural smile on his face.
"Fool, where are you thinking? Brother Qingyi is too tired." He smiled, "You know, the hospital has a lot of things for me to deal with, and the pharmaceutical group recently held a shareholders' meeting."
After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "Is it because brother Qingyi is not good enough to Tong'er that Tong'er misunderstood like this?"
After all, he knew Ning Tong'er too well. The more he said this, the more guilty and ashamed Tong'er felt.
"No, no, brother Qingyi, it was Tong'er who was petty and had the illusion." She said nervously, "Brother Qingyi, can you forgive me? You have worked so hard, and I misunderstood you with these inexplicable illusions. Don't be angry with me.
Are you angry?"
She was still acting coquettishly and cheating on him like she did when she was a child, but she never relied on pampering and was always afraid that he would be really angry with him.
Han Qingyi's elegant and clear eyes looked at her steadily.
He kept looking at her, as if he could see into her heart.
She trusted him like this, just like she did when she was a child. In fact, except for the fact that she fell in love with that damn man Murong Lie and wanted to marry him, her love for him remained the same - in her mind, she had always been
The flawless and completely dependent brother Qingyi.
He knows.
It's not that he doesn't know, it's that he understands it too well, too clearly.
So, I took advantage of this.
The moment he stared intently at her clear eyes, Han Qingyi was shaken for a moment.
At this moment, he really wanted to say to her: Forget about Murong Lie, okay? Let's go back to the past. Back to the past, I was still your brother Qingyi, and I would never do anything to hurt you...
However, it only happened for a moment.
Then, he slightly raised the corners of his elegant lips, giving a particularly beautiful smile.
"Little fool, you are still so stupid."
He smiled and touched her head.
Everything, after all, can never go back to the past...
He knows.
He knew that she wanted to be like before, but he couldn't. He knew clearly that it was just a wishful thinking.
As long as Murong Lie exists.
As long as he exists... it's impossible.
So, unless that man no longer exists, disappears, disappears completely...
Han Qingyi smiled faintly.
**Ning Tong'er and Han Qingyi were watching the concert at the Hong Kong Coliseum. When they were halfway through the concert, Han Qingyi's phone rang.
He looked back at Ning Tong'er, who was wearing a particularly ridiculous hat and singing a slow song along with the boys with colorful hair on the stage, and she was singing very enthusiastically.
Like her, the other girls all looked intoxicated. It was obvious that these boys who were considered unworthy in Han Qingyi's eyes were very attractive.
Forget it, it's best for men never to guess a girl's thoughts.
If you accuse them of being naive and ignorant, they will instead say that you are jealous of those guys with colorful hair.
Han Qingyi held the cell phone that was constantly vibrating. A trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ning Tong'er's snow-white face. However, when he turned his head and answered the phone, his face turned cold again.
When he finished answering the phone call, Xiuya's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent, and then became terrifyingly dark and sinister.
His eyes dropped to the ground. Among the crowds at the concert, amidst the screams and shouts, no one saw that his clenched hands had penetrated into the palms of his hands.
After putting away the phone, his expression calmed down and became no different from usual. The sinister behavior just now seemed like an illusion that had never happened.
He walked up to Ning Tong'er and gently tugged on her sleeve. Ning Tong'er was blushing and singing along with the people on the stage with great devotion.
Han Qingyi lowered his head and said a few words in Ning Tong'er's ear.
Ning Tong'er immediately turned around. Because she was so excited, the paper hat on her little head suddenly fell to the ground. She didn't notice it at all, let alone care about it.
"Murong Lie came to pick me up at my house and will we go to England together?"
She asked Han Qingyi in surprise, she couldn't believe her ears.
Doesn’t it mean that we can’t meet each other before getting married at the end of the month? Although this rule was broken by an impatient and domineering guy last night...
Ning Tong'er's face suddenly turned redder and redder, this time it was a happy blush.
Han Qingyi saw the happy blush on her little face in his eyes, and his heart felt like there were countless poisonous snakes gnawing at his heart, twisting it, and suffocating him.
However, his face was still so calm, so gentle, and still smiling.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ning Tong'er looked up at Han Qingyi with her little face raised. She felt that the lights at the concert were shining down on Han Qingyi's white face, which was even more beautiful and elegant than a girl.
It gives off a particularly pale and mysterious feeling.
Ning Tong'er shook her head, thinking it must be her imagination.
Recently, she has had too many delusions.
If this was the legendary premarital phobia, she thought she really should see a psychiatrist, maybe... see a psychiatrist?
Han Qingyi's face was a little too white, but it wasn't necessarily pale. It must be because of the lighting, she thought.
But, was her performance too exciting and surprising?
Too unreserved, isn't it? She thought with some embarrassment, and brother Qingyi still had a grudge, so how could she show such excitement in front of him?
Thinking of this, although she was extremely pleasantly surprised, she tried hard to calm down her expression and put on a very calm expression: "Oh, is that so?"
That being said, the expression on her face can be disguised - although the disguise is very poor and can be seen through at a glance. But her beating heart cannot be faked.
She couldn't help it, and with the screams and shouts all around her, she raised her little face and asked Han Qingyi timidly: "Then, does Daddy agree?"
Han Qingyi watched her trying to pretend she wasn't surprised - he knew, why didn't he know, she was still as sensible as before, wanting to make him not feel uncomfortable and wanting to take into account his feelings.
But, is this useful?
If you really care about his feelings, why would you fall in love with another man?
If you really care about what he thinks, why should you push him away and accept other men.
If she really cared about him, her childhood sweetheart who had been with her for many years, why would she choose someone else?
Yes, of course he knows and why.
All because of a damn man named Murong Lie who snatched love away from him.
He snatched away his treasure, leaving such an expression of surprise and happiness on her face.
Han Qingyi's heart was as painful as a knife, but there was a smile on his face: "Well, Uncle Ning said that since Murong Lie's father is far away in England, it is inevitable to meet his parents before getting married. He agreed that you and
Let’s go to England together with Murong Lie.”
"Really?" Ning Tong'er clenched her fists happily.
Han Qingyi looked at her and blurted out: "Tong'er, are you happy to go to England, or are you happy to see Murong Lie right away?"