There was a burst of Venus in front of him, and he calmed down: "Feng Feng, tell me the address..."
“…”
Long-term silence.【】
"Feng Feng, I just want to come and see you and give you something..."
Feng Feng lowered his head and whispered for a while: "Li Huan, I don't need anything, I really don't need anything."
"Feng Feng, I will only give you one thing and leave immediately. I will never pester you..."
So anxious, and humble.
The lonely Li Huan is like a wild wolf who has fallen into the prehistoric world in this world.
She felt a little guilty when she remembered her farewell without saying goodbye. She was silent for a while, and if she wanted to make a break, just break it thoroughly: "You are waiting for me in the small square outside the house, and I'll come to find you."
"Your feet are inconvenient..."
"I'm ready!"
After hanging up the phone, Li Huan looked at the skirt in his hand, woke up and immediately waved to stop the car. There were people passing by several taxis, and finally saw an empty car. He got on the car as if he was flying and rushed home.
The night wind blew coldly on the surface, and in the small square, the lights were as bright as daylight. Many old men and grandmothers danced here and lived their nightlife in a lively way.
Li Huan got out of the car and headed straight to the square. On the edge, there was a woman sitting on the deserted bench.
She was wearing white clothes, no longer covered with gauze, nor any scars. She smiled, fresh, neat, clean, and generous, without any slight detachment or miserableness, as if she had been transformed into someone. He was fine and delicate.
Looking at her, completely strange, strange
It seems that the whole person has changed. No, maybe these beauty exists naturally, but she used to cover it up with sloppy and carelessness. Today, these beauty is like polished silverware
, so strange that it shines.
Who brought her the change? Who else would be besides Ye Jia?
"Feng Feng..."
"Li Huan!"
The two greeted each other, and they could no longer say a word.
It was Feng Feng who broke the silence first: "Li Huan, what's wrong?"
"Your injuries are healed?"
Feng Feng nodded.
He looked at her feet and could not see anything. Looking at her face, she was less haggard and sloppy, and her silence could not hide her radiance.
He stared at her for a while. The first time she saw him with such strange gaze, she felt very uneasy and did not dare to look at him. She turned her head slightly and asked loweredly: "Li Huan, what's wrong?"
Li Huan woke up and hurriedly handed her the packaged skirt, her voice very calm: "I said I wanted to buy a skirt for you. Fortunately, this season is still there..."
She was stunned and couldn't reach out. He came just to practice the joke she had made - she once thought that it was just a joke.