"Lolo." The familiar and gentle voice seemed to come through the darkness.
"Yun." Hearing the familiar voice, An Luoluo wanted to cry for a moment.
"Fool, I have everything!" Qiu Yunfeng gently put his arms around An Luoluo's shoulders, with those strong arms and the faint scent of cologne on his body.
Everyone told An Luoluo that she was not alone and that she had people she could rely on.
"Yun, I think I'm so weird, but I can't tell what's wrong?" An Luoluo looked at Qiu Yunfeng mistily. At this moment, she looked like a lost princess in the forest, scared but stubborn.
strong.
"As long as you don't see him, you won't have that feeling. Luoluo, you love him so deeply." Qiu Yunfeng looked at An Luoluo affectionately and sadly, with a touch of sadness written on his handsome face.
The tone is soft and the words are half true and half false.
"Yun, I'm sorry." An Luoluo's heart tightened when he saw the faint sadness on Qiu Yunfeng's handsome face, and the traces of hurt hidden under the deep affection in his eyes.
From waking up to now, the man in front of her has always been so gentle and doting towards her. Even when he beat that arrogant woman, he just smiled and watched.
I agreed to marry him because I was worried that if time went by, I would be tempted to break off the engagement and worry about hurting him, so I wanted to get married as soon as possible.
But at the wedding, when Mu Yuanchen showed up to stop the wedding, a hint of joy arose in her heart.
She could deceive herself with words, but the truth was there in her heart. Her love for him was not as deep as his love for her. Her various feelings for Situ Ran showed that she must have liked Situ Ran very much before.
He didn't lie to her, including that he liked Situ Ran. But she hurt him bit by bit because of her selfish desires deep in her heart.
"Yun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An Luoluo lowered her head on Qiu Yunfeng's shoulder, closed her eyes, and couldn't help but shed tears. Apart from being sorry, she didn't know what else she could say.
"Fool, never say sorry to me." Qiu Yunfeng looked at An Luoluo tenderly and gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks.
She was crying, which made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't like to see her tears.
"But I..." It was in vain that I liked my boss. Even when I saw him, I instinctively felt a surge of murderous intent. I still couldn't help but like him. Even because of the murderous intent that surged out of me, I felt a little...
Hate and resent oneself.
An Luoluo glanced at Qiu Yunfeng with tearful eyes, sniffed, and finally all the words were drowned in her stomach. She shouldn't not believe Yun.
After she lost her memory, why did she remember his handsome face and his gentle and affectionate black eyes when she woke up?
She is so selfish, really selfish.
"Don't say anything, go home." With soft words mixed with a light sigh, Qiu Yunfeng gently took Situ Lan from An Luoluo's hand, put his arm around An Luoluo's shoulders, and the two of them walked on the way home.
.
"Go home?!" An Luoluo murmured as she looked at Qiu Yunfeng with tears in her eyes.
