She has always been ordering herself to be strong, giving herself only a quarter of a moment to be weak, wiping away her tears and taking out her mobile phone. She could go back from the seaside even without relying on him.
When Gretsch received a call from Han Yixing, he was overjoyed. He wandered around the piano room alone during the afternoon class, feeling uneasy. Where had Meng Beichen taken her? What would they do?
He knew clearly that Yixing was too immature and she couldn't resist Meng Beichen.
He kept playing the wrong notes, and he went to the window in annoyance. When he took out his cell phone, he really wanted to call her, but he promised not to force her.
But her call came in at this time, and he couldn't wait to answer it, and heard her soft words with a crying sound, "Ricky, come to the beach to pick me up, please?" [
In his memory, Yixing never cried, she was very strong, so he was frightened, ran out desperately, found his motorcycle, and rushed towards the seaside.
She was nowhere to be seen in the distance on the endless seaside. Turning around, he saw the extra cabin and hurriedly ran towards it. He had an intuition that she must be there.
The situation there was so bad that the door panels fell outside. He was startled. When he broke in, he saw the girl he longed for huddled in the corner, as if abandoned by the world. At that second, he knew what was going on.
alone.
And when she heard the voice, she looked up, saw it was him, and started laughing. The smile might just be a facade, but the trust and dependence were really on display.
His eyes quickly swept across the cabin and the black coat that was thrown on the ground. His eyes were slightly cold, but he quickly took off his coat and put it on her body.
Gretsch's coat was also very large. It was a white jacket. She zipped it all the way to her chin, and her thin body was wrapped in it. He looked at it, felt a little satisfied, and stretched out his hand to help her up.
"Are you hurt?" He actually wanted to ask Meng Beichen what he was doing to her. He actually wanted to compete with him fiercely.
Han Yixing shook her head. His body temperature was still on her jacket, and she felt that she was not so cold anymore.
Gretsch stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth lightly. The blood had dried a little. His eyes darkened and he didn't speak. He just leaned over and hugged her.