Cheng Ruirui's happy and sweet days seemed to appear before Han Ningmeng's eyes.
When nothing happened, Shangguanpeng took Cheng Ruirui out for a walk in his car.
Shangguan Peng held Cheng Ruirui's hand. When Cheng Ruirui saw something she liked, something beautiful, she raised her head and looked at Shangguan Peng with a smile: "Is this beautiful? Is this good-looking?"
And Shangguan Peng must have looked at Cheng Ruirui with a doting look on his face and smiled: "If you like it, buy it!"
Such a happy scene made Han Ningmeng's tears roll down her face.
It's not that Han Ningmeng doesn't want the two of them to be happy, but when she thinks of knowing such happiness, she thinks of being alone, and she feels particularly sad and aggrieved, and tears roll down her face!
Han Ningmeng didn’t dare to speak out!
"Hey, Ningmeng, are you listening?" Cheng Ruirui waited for a long time, but did not hear any reaction from Han Ningmeng.
"Yes, yes...yes!" Han Ningmeng quickly wiped her tears, took a breath, and adjusted herself.
"Oh, what happened just now?" Cheng Ruirui asked with concern.
"Well, maybe the signal is not good. I feel like the signal is not good. Otherwise, let's leave it like this for now. I'm outside, so the signal may not be good!" After Han Ningmeng finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Han Ningmeng squatted down weakly, burying her head tightly in her knees, holding her head tightly with both hands, suffering silently!
My heart hurts so much that I can’t breathe!
This kind of pain feels like it will break your heart if you touch it!
Behind me, there is a burst of warmth!
Han Ningmeng turned around and found Fu Haoran hugging her from behind, with a look of distress on his face.
"Girl, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying like this? If you have anything, you can tell me and I can solve it for you!" After Fu Haoran helped Han Ningmeng up, he asked her to face him and gently wiped it away.
With tears on her face, she looked at her tenderly.
"I..." When Han Ningmeng's sadness came out, she couldn't take it back.
At this time, there was a shoulder, how could she miss it!
"Let me cry, let me cry! It will feel much better if you cry!" Han Ningmeng looked at him with tears streaming down her face and said with a choked voice.
There were tears in my eyes, and at the same time, there was also a plea!
"Well, cry! Go to my car and cry!" Fu Haoran took Han Ningmeng into his car and let her lean on his shoulder while she cried.
Han Ningmeng seemed to want to cry out all the grievances, longings, and sorrows she had felt over the past few years.
After crying for nearly half an hour, Han Ningmeng finally stopped crying, and her voice became hoarse from crying!
"Thank you!" Fu Haoran saw that Han Ningmeng had finished crying and took out a napkin to wipe her tears. Han Ningmeng took it and wiped it herself and said thank you!
"Haha...you're welcome!" Fu Haoran smiled lightly!
"Which boy makes you cry like this?" Fu Haoran felt a little jealous when he said this.
He really wanted to see what kind of man he was, who could make Han Ningmeng cry so sadly for him, making him die and live in grief!
"Haha,..." Han Ningmeng just smiled lightly and did not answer!
He looked at the time: "I should go back!"
After saying that, he was about to get off the car, but Fu Haoran quickly stopped him: "I'll see you off!"
Han Ningmeng looked haggard and sad, and had no intention of taking the car, so she nodded: "Thank you!"
When Fu Haoran said thank you to him again, she frowned and said with a dissatisfied look on her face: "Follow me, don't be so polite in the future!"