1397. Chapter 1397 A Secret Meeting of Love and Hate
The faucet on the washbasin was turned up to the maximum.
Water overflowed from the washbasin and flowed all over the floor.
Bo Jinghan squatted on the water-soaked carpet in front of the washstand, curled up like a shrimp ball, covering his mouth tightly with both hands, crying silently.
Shan Lai's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.
Two lines of clear tears blurred her vision and her delicate eye makeup.
However, that little painted face did not diminish her elegance at all, but instead added to her pitiful charm.
The strong contrast with the stubbornness of silent tears shocked Chi Jun's vision.
For a moment, he strode in almost without thinking, leaned forward suddenly, and hugged Bao Jinghan tightly into his arms, who was surprised by his intrusion.
"Jinghan...Jinghan..."
He didn't know what to say, so he could only call out that name over and over again. He had called her name countless times in his dreams and in his heart. The arms that held her tightly were even tighter and tighter, deep and deep.
I'm afraid that if I let go just a little bit, I'll lose her again.
Especially when she thought of the panic on her face when he just walked in, she wanted to hide it but couldn't stop her tears. Her heart ached and her arms could not help but tremble slightly.
Lost and found again, this is probably how it feels, right?
No, at this moment, the feeling in his heart was more complicated than losing something.
After all, what he lost was not a beloved thing, but his dearest person who was connected by blood!
Bo Jinghan was hugged, his heart was sore, his nose was sore, and his eyes were sore.
The tears couldn't stop pouring out and I couldn't control them at all.
It seemed that the person crying was not her at all, but everyone she missed.
Over the years, she has been emotionally closed off and is not a crybaby at all.
In Bo Junchen's words, it's not that she can't cry, but she has hatred and guilt in her heart, and feels that she is not qualified to cry. Therefore, her tears, like the industry she is exposed to, are tainted with interests.
Taste. If it is not necessary for profit, she will only sell her smile and her skills, and will never sell her tears.
But after returning to China, she gradually opened up to feelings and seemed to have become a crybaby.
Lu Yan was injured and she cried.
She cried when she found out the cause of her mother's death.
Now that she has found Chi Jun, her long-lost brother, she...
"Jinghan, after you returned to China, although I didn't have the chance to come into contact with you, I have been paying attention to you. You on the screen, you in magazines, you in the media, you at banquets... It seems that you are indifferent to everyone.
Wrapped in the light, you are bright and beautiful, with decent makeup. I said to myself, look, my sister is so beautiful and perfect. But you make me feel bad..."
After hugging Bo Jinghan stiffly for a while, Chi Jun, who had regained consciousness, gently patted her trembling back. His movements were a bit stiff, but they were just as he had imagined.
Gently and slowly.
He comforted her again and again.
Treat it as carefully as you would a little baby.
And that deliberately lowered voice, filled with sobs, suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, and used the calmest voice he could make at the moment to express what was on his mind: "I have investigated life.
You in my life. I thought you would live a happier life than me, but it turned out that our fate seemed to have been involved by God early on. You in life are even more heart-wrenching than the one on the screen..."
