He said, and then looked at Yinghan tenderly, as if he were a big brother, which made Yinghan feel relieved. Yinghan nodded, "I know."
Jiang Hong couldn't control it, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms. He didn't know when he would be able to see her next time, and now he just wanted to hold her tight for a while.
Yinghan's whole body was stiff and she let him hold her. She had no idea what happened to make her cousin hug her suddenly. After a long time, when Jiang Hong let go of her, she came back to her senses. Thinking of the ambiguous hug between the two just now,
She couldn't help but blush.
Jiang Hong knew that what he just did must have frightened Yinghan, so he had to find an excuse, "You guys are leaving tomorrow! Today is the last day to stay here. I don't know when the next time we meet will be. I shouldn't give you a hug before leaving."
question!"
"Of course it's no problem." It turned out to be a farewell hug. Yinghan felt embarrassed for the random thoughts he had and quietly stuck out his tongue.
"Yes." Jiang Hong nodded, but the turbulent tenderness in his eyes was not what it was, but Yinghan obviously didn't notice it.
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When he finally returned to his home the next day, Yinghan truly felt relaxed and comfortable living in his own home.
In the evening, she asked Xiaofeng to go out to eat at the night market. Yinghan stood at the intersection of the night market, waiting for Xiaofeng. People came and went in groups, but Xiaofeng didn't show up. She called
In the past, Xiaofeng was still in the car.
So I stood under the street lamp and waited blankly.
She usually likes to listen to music with headphones when she goes out, so of course she has to listen to music while waiting for someone to do such boring things. However, after listening for a while, she raised her head to see if Xiaofeng was coming at the intersection.
She saw a picture she shouldn't have seen.
Anze!
Why did he come here?
He no longer wore white clothes, pants and shoes, but changed them all to black. However, the difference this time was that his hair was cut short, and he became more mature. Compared with the last time we met,
There was a big difference. Behind him were several tall young men, walking over here.
Yinghan hurriedly turned around and didn't look at him. She was afraid of him, extremely afraid of him, afraid that he would say such cold and cruel words again, afraid of seeing his heartless eyes again.
She is timid, she is cowardly, she just doesn't want to face it.