Xiao Hui dragged his crippled legs and feet to stop him, but instead of stopping him from opening the cabinet door, he almost died in the closet.

If Yan Jiangling hadn't hugged her in time, she would have fallen into the cabinet and fallen into the cabinet!

Yan Jiangling hugged her tightly, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sister, are you in such a hurry to give her a hug?" But I like it, why don't we watch the cherry blossoms in bed today?"

"You don't flirt with a divorced woman, be careful that stealing chickens will not result in a handful of rice. Xiao Hui stood up against the cabinet door and solemnly warned him.

Yan Jiangling spread his hands: "Will a divorced woman be teased so easily?"

Xiao Hui pursed his lips, didn't this bear boy think that she was impregnable, and she couldn't get in?

She closed the door seemingly casually and leaned against the wall and walked outside.

Xiao Hui didn't want him to gain insight into his private life.

Her wardrobe is very simple, one suit, one sportswear, and two loungewear.

There is also a dress skirt, which Yan Jiangling bought for her.

She earns a lot of money, but unfortunately spends very little on herself.

The miserable youth made her a Buddhist, with almost no need for material things.

It's good to dress warm and eat well.

Her requirements for life are simple and so.

Yan Jiangling didn't open the cabinet again, followed her out, and really fulfilled his promise, made a human wheelchair, and carried her out.

Xiao Hui didn't struggle meaninglessly, and even began to enjoy Yan Jiangling's friendship and care. even felt that her youth had opened up again, and this was the time to compensate for the youthful era when she had lost her brilliance.

The elevator door opened, and Liu Siyu stood inside.

Yan Jiangling's face turned grim all of a sudden, and he turned sideways, waiting for him to come out.

He did not come out, as if he were a bronze statue cast inside.

"Liu Siyu, Yan Jiangling and I went to see the cherry blossoms, the cherry blossoms of Longhu. Xiao Hui opened his mouth.

Liu Siyu's face turned pale!

Another elevator opened its doors.

"Gangneung, let's sit down there. Xiao Hui said in Yan Jiangling's ear.

Yan Jiangling answered, and carried her into another ladder.

Both elevator doors closed almost simultaneously.

The silence of the two passers-by was almost identical.

Yan Jiangling drove on the road for a long time before he smiled and told Xiao Hui beside him about the legend of Longhu.

Xiao Hui leaned back and sighed: "Yan Jiangling, do you know why Liu Siyu turned into a zombie when he heard me say that he went to Longhu to see the cherry blossoms?"

"Why?" Yan Jiangling gave her a lot of face, and then asked her words.

"I hate cherry blossoms the most, but Liu Siyu likes cherry blossoms the most, according to him, he was admitted to that university because you can see cherry blossoms on the campus of the university. Xiao Hui said in a hoarse voice.

Yan Jiangling's gentle and watery face slowly became indifferent, slowly becoming cold, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, and his eyes became sharp.

"But in order to please him and make him like, I have been accompanying him to see the cherry blossoms, even if I have nasal allergies, I would rather drop the potion first than accompany him.

Six years ago today, he swore to me under a cherry blossom tree in Longhu that he would love me for the rest of his life and never give up. He proposed to me and proposed to me with a ring that he had bought for thirty-six dollars from a jewelry store.

I cried with joy, buried my two rings under the tree, and swore to him that my love would bloom and fall like this cherry blossom tree and persist for a hundred years. Xiao Hui continued.

"So you agreed to go with me today for ......," Yan Jiangling asked in a difficult voice.

"Yan Jiangling, I don't want you to build a city for me, I just want you to cut that tree and transplant it elsewhere. The tree is gone, and my love doesn't have to hold on any longer. Xiao Hui's tired voice.