Whenever she gets nervous, her hands will clasp together unconsciously.
She struggled for a long time and finally looked up at him.
"Xuanle, I'm here to give you something back."
As she spoke, Long Qianqian stretched out her hand from her sleeve, holding the cell phone he gave her that night.
Xuan Le's face instantly darkened, and there was an irresistible melancholy between his brows. "Qianqian, does it have to be like this?"
"I think I won't need it anymore. You will meet a better woman than me in the future."
She said it so straightforwardly that Xuan Le's heart throbbed. He moved the corners of his mouth, tried his best to put on a smile, and held the cell phone she returned.
"Okay, I'll accept it."
Long Qianqian finally found some comfort. Xuan Le was not as sad as she imagined, which made her feel more relieved.
She smiled: "Xuanle, thank you, Aunt Wan is still waiting for me over there, I'll leave first."
Without waiting for Xuan Le's answer, and regardless of whether Xuan Le would keep her, she left as if running away.
A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Xuan Le looked at the phone in his hand, Long Qianqian, do you know that no matter how good the woman is, she is not you.
I accept what you returned, I just don’t want to put you under any pressure.
Long Qianqian, I just hope you remember that there was once a man named Xuan Le by your side.
Long Qianqian's steps were flustered and she walked quickly towards Li Wanwan.
"Qianqian, are you done?" Li Wanwan looked towards the bench.
Long Qianqian nodded and took Li Wanwan's hand. "Let's go, Aunt Wan."
Having settled a matter on my mind, I felt inexplicably much more relaxed.
Watching them leave the park, the man hiding in the darkness followed their footsteps.
At a noisy intersection, they were waiting for the green light to cross the road. There were many people crossing the road. Long Qianqian was squeezed in among the crowd, and she quickly distanced herself from Li Wanwan.
She waved her hand and wanted to call Aunt Wan, but her arm was pinched by someone, and with a strong force, she was dragged out.
The man was wearing a black trench coat and a trench coat hat. She couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt very familiar to her.
I followed him unconsciously without struggling or calling for help.
The warmth from the palm of her hand also made her feel familiar, and Long Qianqian couldn't help but call out the name that had been buried in her heart for a long time.
"Yi Cheng!"
The man stopped, moved his body, and took a long, long time to look back.
Li Wanwan stretched her neck to look for her, but Long Qianqian had long since disappeared from the crowd.
She was anxious and quickly called Long Henyang. She had to tell Ayang that she could not bear this mistake.
When Long Henyang received the call, he felt panic in his heart.
The first reaction was that Gu Yicheng appeared and he must find Long Qianqian now.
In the quiet alley, Long Qianqian's eyes widened, looking in disbelief at the face that was so familiar to her.
"Yicheng, is it really you? Are you really still alive?" She couldn't help but reach out to pinch his face.
Gu Yicheng hugged her tightly and felt his violent heartbeat. Long Qianqian could only cry in his arms.
"Yicheng, I miss you very much. Why did you come to me now?"
He stroked her back gently and held her tighter.
"Qianqian, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was afraid that you really fell in love with Long Henyang, so I didn't dare to appear in front of you."
"Asshole, I thought you were really dead, I...why did you come to me now?"
She cried and beat him, she was sad, worried, and committed suicide, all because of him.
Gu Yicheng kissed her disheveled hair with tenderness.
"It's okay. I'm here, aren't I? I'm here to take you out of here."
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