The moment Rong Sheng nodded, the girl with the delicate face and the blooming smile on her lips looked particularly beautiful on this cold winter day.
Her lips moved slightly, and her voice was very soft, so soft that even Rong Sheng, who was very close to her, didn't hear her clearly.
Putting his ear to her lips, the contrast between red and white formed a sharp contrast that stung people's eyes.
Vaguely, I heard her murmuring words.
"Nanny...she is really cute."
"Don't...live...in such...pain...forbearance. I'll be...sad...heartbroken when I see it."
"And...thank you...for worrying about me...I...really...love...very...love...you." The last word fell, and Rong Sheng held her hand and pressed it against her cheek. The hand on which he was holding suddenly fell down.
The thin arms and wide sleeves revealed a small part of the white wrists and small hands, swaying slightly in the cold air, one after another, stimulating Rong Sheng's eyeballs.
Her eyes have not yet been closed, and there is still a smile on her lips. It is her own happy smile.
Because, in the end, she saw what she wanted in Cong Rongsheng's eyes.
My love for Rong Sheng has been hidden in my heart for ten years.
Accompanying him, seeing him sad, seeing him suffering because of other men, she hid it all in her heart and never showed it.
However, when she finally spoke out about the hard-to-find love that was hidden deep in her heart, she was no longer there.
After all, she is still happy.
Although Rong Sheng never loved her from beginning to end, in the end, she lay in Rong Sheng's arms.
I never thought that one day I would be able to touch him so close.
You know, he has always been aloof and kept others away from him thousands of miles away.
Rong Sheng pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
But the hand still resting on the dewy face was raised.
Then, he stroked her eyelids and gently closed her eyes slowly.
There was an eerie silence in the air for a moment, and even the slightest sound of breathing sounded cautious.
There are many types of girls in the world. Ning Xiaotong is one type, Luo Qian is one type, Cathy is one type, and the dewdrops in front of her eyes are also one type.
Ning Xiaotong, her nature is optimistic, not that she is not strong enough, but because there are too many things for her to worry about. Because she is too afraid of losing, she hides the pure love in her heart. Covering up doesn't mean you don't love.
Luo Qian is cheerful, simple, and always dares to love and hate.
Cathy is a vicious and beautiful snake who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. This kind of woman makes men stay away.
And Lulu is braver than anyone else. At the very least, she can even abandon her life for love.
Rong Sheng's clear and fair cheeks showed a bit of indifference. He held the beautiful girl in his arms steadily and walked out step by step.
Outside the door, several people looked at him quietly.
Song Gang finally frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"
"After settling her down, go where she should go." The extremely indifferent voice slowly came through the air, but the steps did not stop at all.
Song Gang looked at Huangfu Lin, who shook his head and signaled him not to stop him.
Song Gang quietly took a step back.
Huangfu Lin's deep eyes stared closely at the direction Rong Sheng left holding Luzhu, motionless, like a statue.
He sighed silently in his heart and held Ning Xiaotong in his arms tighter.
Xiaotong, on the other hand, was completely shocked by this scene.