Although she vaguely thought of it, she was still shocked when she heard Han Xiyan say it himself.
It turns out that there is such a fate between her and Han Xiyan...
"Xiao Lu! From the day I saw the stab wound on your chest at my house, I became suspicious. It wasn't until I saw your reaction when you saw this street and this crystal ball that I was even more certain that you were the one I had been suffering from.
The angel I have been searching for..." Han Xiyan's hand gently touched Nangong Minglu's cheek, gently, as if stroking a delicate and beautiful flower that had just bloomed, "Xiao Lu! Can you forgive me?
Forgive me for hurting you! ... Believe me, I will never hurt you again! Even if I am bruised and bruised, I will never hurt you again..."
So that’s it.
Nangong Minglu looked into Han Xiyan's affectionate eyes.
It began to dawn on me.
Indeed, Han Xiyan's change in attitude towards her started when he took her to this street!
"Xiao Lu!" Han Xiyan called her softly in her ear, as if calling the most beautiful name in the world, "Can you forgive me?"
Nangong Minglu looked at his loving eyes and nodded involuntarily, "I should ask for your forgiveness. I hurt you first..."
"Shh-" Han Xiyan gently placed his index finger on Nangong Minglu's lips and smiled softly. The smile was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, warm and beautiful.
"Xiaolu! Let's just call it a day, okay? Let's forget the past and start over..."
Nangong Minglu nodded slightly.
The war between her and Han Xiyan lasted for nine years, and finally came to a perfect end on this night full of stars and bright neon lights.
"Wait for me!" Han Xiyan glanced at Nangong Minglu with nostalgia, and gently brushed the hair on Nangong Minglu's cheek with his hand, as if being separated from her for only a second was a great torture for him.
He turned around and walked into the shop, and when he came back he already had the beautiful crystal ball in his hand.
"Send it to you!" He put the crystal ball in front of her with a faint smile, the gleaming light in his eyes, as if all the stars in the sky had fallen into his eyes at some point.
Han Xiyan put the crystal ball in the palm of his hand and brought it to Nangong Minglu's eyes.
The angels spinning in the crystal ball were so beautiful, everything seemed so perfect. However, looking at the beautiful crystal ball, Nangong Minglu unexpectedly thought of another scene in her heart.
——In a certain warm dusk, which was set off by colorful neon and soft twilight, Ling Haotian also held her favorite crystal ball in the palm of his hand and brought it to her eyes.
How ironic!
You just broke up with Ling Haotian, do you have to accept gifts from other men?
Then she didn't really become a flirtatious girl?
Nangong Minglu felt sad again and again. She pushed away Han Xiyan's hand holding the crystal ball and shook her head in panic, "I'm sorry! I don't like it anymore! ... It's already very late! Let's go home!"
Nangong Minglu bypassed Han Xiyan in front of her and walked towards the car.
Han Xiyan looked at Nangong Minglu's back with disappointment. Could it be that... she... still refused to forgive him?
"My father picked me up to live here. He said that my body has not fully recovered and I need the care of my relatives. My cousin also insisted on doing this. I had no choice but to move back." Han Xiyan held the steering wheel and asked Nangong Ming.
Lu explained, "If you don't like it, I can move out when you get home later."
