Han Jinghun has nothing to be proud of, the only thing she has is keeping her promise
She looked at Huo Mingge and said firmly, "Just like I promised to be your model, since I promised, I will do my best. Same for Yue. I owe her a favor, so I have to repay her." She said firmly
Standing up, she stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears... Her hands were stained with blood and tears.
"Wipe it" he handed her the handkerchief
"No need" was just tears. Han Jinghun didn't feel the need to clean it up at all.
"Then let me wipe it for you." Regardless of her wishes, Huo Mingge grabbed her hand that had wiped her tears and wiped it clean with his white handkerchief. "I don't want... to see you in pain."
"It hurts?" She raised her head and looked into his eyes.
"Your tears are like blood, piercing pain, impact on the soul," Huo Mingge said slowly, "losing the most important thing to you must be unspeakable pain."
Han Jinghun's hands trembled slightly as Huo Mingge's words touched her heart.
"Okay, Han Jinghun, cheer up!" He grabbed her clean hand and kissed her gently, "People say I am a lucky child, I hope I can bring you good luck."
"Brings good luck?" Can she expect that?
"I will definitely do it." He smiled brightly
Why could this boy have such a dazzling smile? Han Jinghun was almost jealous! From his eyes, she saw a clear and transparent look. Why could he be so pure?
"Jinghun, take this pearl necklace with you." Huo Mingge hung the pearl necklace bought from Xi Yue back on Han Jinghun's neck. "This is my mother's very precious necklace. I heard it is
Pearls from the South have the effect of exorcising evil spirits, although I have never believed in these feudal superstitions!"
"Exorcism and warding off evil spirits are not feudal superstition, but a kind of belief, spiritual belief." Han Jinghun said, stroking the crystal beads, and then a faint smile rose and bloomed on his face.
"I can see that you seem to like it very much, so you redeemed it."
"Why are you so nice to me?" Han Jinghun slowly raised his head and looked at his beautiful outline and facial features.
From childhood to adulthood, in addition to her foster father and Ning Cheshuang, who grew up with her, he was the third person who cared about her. Her foster father had a purpose, and Ning Cheshuang needed her reward for her father's dedication and nurturing.
He was a good brother who silently guarded her, and why did he do this?
"Maybe it's because you feel a bit like my sister who died young."
He held her face and said softly
"Your sister?"
"My sister passed away two years ago. She was only fourteen years old. She looked a little like you, especially the corners of her lips. My mother loved my sister very much, so she became ill after her death... and died soon after.
"These things are painful and unforgettable memories for me, and my heart aches every time I think of them!"
"sorry"
She saw him scratching her breasts and knew he was really tingling.