After Huang Ting left, Haitang was lying on the sofa. Xiao Ke was very well-behaved and did not disturb Haitang but looked through the comic album. Haitang was lying on the sofa, tears kept flowing, and she missed Xiaohu in her heart.
It is getting stronger and stronger. They say that time is the poison of love, but Haitang found that as time went by, her longing for Xiaohu could not be suppressed and grew rapidly.
At night, Xiao Ke had fallen asleep, but Haitang couldn't sleep. She got up from the bed, got off the bed, and drank a glass of milk. Some people say that milk helps sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep even after drinking milk during this period.
. Haitang was helpless. The night went by, the harder it was for him to fall asleep. He was as awake as a night owl. Haitang sat on the sofa and looked at the white wall with a sigh. He came out too hastily, and along with Xiaohu's picture
I couldn't bring out any photos. The only thing I had was the necklace around my neck and a Chinese Hero Medal hanging on a red rope.
call……
Outside the window, a breeze blew by.
Click...
The window seemed to make a crisp sound. The sound broke Haitang's thoughts. She turned around and saw that the window was not closed. Just as she stood up to close the window, the gauze on the window was suddenly blown up by the breeze.
, a looming dark figure squatted on the window sill. Haitang was immediately shocked. Under the moonlight, the dark figure turned out to be so familiar. Isn't that dark figure exactly the little tiger she has been worried about for countless days and nights?
"Little Tiger..." Haitang exclaimed.
"Begonia, are you okay?" Xiaohu had a gratified smile on his lips, and then jumped down from the window sill. The night was hazy, and the lights were not turned on in the living room of the apartment, but the moonlight from outside was able to shine in. With the moonlight
, Haitang saw Xiaohu’s face clearly.
Dark! Little Tiger is dark, but he is much stronger. His bulging muscles have changed his gentle and elegant image in the past. Little Tiger is wearing a camouflage uniform, like a soldier who just walked off the battlefield. His smile
The sun is still as bright as before. However, there seems to be a slight scar on the corner of the eye. This scar makes Xiaohu more manly.
"Xiaohu..." Haitang suddenly threw herself into Xiaohu's arms, cried bitterly, and said: "Xiaohu, do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how much I care about you? You know that I miss you day and night, all the time.
Don’t I miss you anymore? Xiaohu..."
"I know, I know!" Xiaohu felt Haitang's longing and concern, and the original dissatisfaction in his heart also dissipated with the wind. He hugged Haitang tightly, hugging this girl who had lost a lot of weight.
, he gently stroked her back and said: "Begonia, you have lost weight!"
"Woo..." Haitang choked with tears. She hugged Xiaohu tightly, wishing she could integrate herself into his body and become a part of him.
"Good boy, stop crying!" Xiaohu soothed softly and said, "People who cry get old easily!"
"I don't care, I don't care, even if I am old, I will follow you all my life!" Haitang sobbed, tears streaming down her face, which made people feel distressed. Li Xiaohu hugged Haitang and gently put her down.
On the sofa, he said: "Don't cry, don't cry, am I here?"
