Two people hugging each other leaned against each other, and a petite figure stood in the long corridor, watching this scene quietly.
Brother, you and Xiaotong are really happy, so happy. I am very envious.
But I cannot have such happiness.
Coming out of the hotel, Han Shaoqi staggered, but his heart seemed to have fallen into the ice, his blood was frozen, and it was difficult to breathe.
She doesn't love me.
I never thought that this result would come at this moment.
How could she say such cruel words.
When facing herself, is the tenderness in her eyes really just a lie?
No, I don't believe it.
The bright moonlight shed a thin white light, but in an instant, it was obscured by thick clouds.
The bustling and noisy streets were unheard. Han Shaoqi stood in the middle of the road, feeling helpless, like a child who couldn't find a home.
The oncoming wind brought a deep chill, which made Han Shaoqi regain his consciousness.
Taking a deep breath, Han Shaoqi smiled.
The smile on the corner of his lips bloomed slowly in the silent night, showing desolation.
Yaoyao, I finally understood my own heart, how could I give up so easily?
I love you, and that love has already penetrated deep into my bones unconsciously.
Without you, I cannot accept other women.
When they returned to the villa, Han's father and Han's mother looked at Han Shaoqi's gloomy face and looked at each other. They understood the reason in their hearts, but they did not mention it.
Han Shaoqi was served hot food, but Han Shaoqi's figure had disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
Only a violent sound was heard, and the door was closed heavily, cutting off the two worlds inside and outside.
Both Father and Mother Han's eyes fell on that door, especially Father Han's eyebrows were furrowed.
After all, Mother Han still felt sorry for Han Shaoqi and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with this child Shaoqi?"
Father Han shook his head.
Lying on the bed, Han Shaoqi told himself not to think about anything but to strengthen his beliefs.
But why is it so painful that it’s hard to breathe?
After lying on the bed for a long time, I finally felt sleepy, but my sleep was not stable.
For a moment, the image of Huangfu Yao's back turned away decisively in his mind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a figure looking at him with tearful eyes, standing so far away, but not daring to get close.
Suddenly he straightened up from the bed. The sky was already bright, and the warm sunlight was shining down with soft light, but Han Shaoqi didn't feel any warmth at all.
Before he could make up his mind to throw away all obstacles to be with Huangfu Yao, at this moment, this idea was rejected without mercy.
The rejection was complete, leaving no trace of hope.
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Acting vigorously and resolutely refers to Huangfu Lin's efficiency in doing things.
When Ning Xiaotong was sitting on the plane, she still couldn't believe that they really left just as they said.
Huangfu Yao sat quietly aside, closing his eyes slightly and dozing off.
What passes by outside the window are leisurely white clouds.
At this moment, they were among the clouds.
Ning Xiaotong lay lazily in Huangfu Lin's arms, "Lin, where are we going?"
This guy is too chauvinistic. Last time he asked her where she wanted to go, but she made her own decision again.
"Guess." Sure enough, what he is good at is creating surprises.
Ning Xiaotong curled her lips, "I'm not a god, how could I guess that?"
Huangfu Lin smiled, "You'll know when we get there."
Well, you know, this guy likes to tell lies.
Xiao Tong gave up questioning and glanced out the window. Looking down from a distance, she could already faintly see large tracts of white, spreading to the boundless sky.