Cen Bowen's eyes were red and he looked at the woman in front of him who disappeared without saying a word, and the wave of longing surging in his chest was about to rush out like a mountain.

Dragging his numb feet, he rushed forward with all his strength and hugged Zhuo Jiali tightly into his arms.

Zhuo Jiali let Cen Bowen hold her like a petrified, her chin rested on his strong shoulder, and finally was supported by the soul that kept falling, but because of the speed was too fast, the dizziness after the violent "impact" traveled all over her body like electricity, she had no consciousness, her eyes were empty, and even her blinking function was lost.

After a long time, Zhuo Jiali regained consciousness slightly, and there was a continuous tremor on her back, and then the side of her face, in addition to trembling, there was also a burst of warmth, and it slipped down like a crystal.

This invincible man cried like tears in front of her.

Zhuo Jiali hesitated to hand the hand behind Cen Bowen's back, but it still didn't touch his back, and slowly hung down.

Cen Bowen finally saw the woman he was frantically looking for, and even burst out the emotions that had been accumulated for a few days, and the whole person seemed to be injected with fresh blood from head to toe.

The emotions surged slightly, Cen Bowen reluctantly let go of Zhuo Jiali slightly, thinking that she would also lose control of her emotions like himself, he just wanted to reach out to wipe her "tears", and the words "don't cry" were already on his lips, but he found that she was just looking at herself blankly, and her eyes were only as if they were dry.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhuo Jiali said quietly, although the two were close at hand, it seemed as if they were in the north and south of the world.

Cen Bowen was stung by this indifference, he held Zhuo Jiali's face in both hands, and stared at her with straight eyes, as if she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Why did you leave me without saying a word? Do you know how many places I've been looking for? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Do you know I'm going crazy?"

Zhuo Jiali twitched her nose, broke away from Cen Bowen's hand, and took two steps back.

"What else is there to say between us? You have a wonderful world of your own, and I should return to my peaceful life. ”

Hearing this, the muscles on Cen Bowen's face twitched unnaturally a few times, and his feet pressed forward step by step, pressing Zhuo Jiali against the door, whispering softly in her ear.

"How can my wonderful world be without you?"

Before Zhuo Jiali could react, an inopportune cough sounded behind Cen Bowen.

"Senior brother, or, let's go in and talk?"

Shang Qingyuan whispered in embarrassment.

Cen Bowen glared back, and was startled for a moment, only to see a few circles of melon-eating people behind him, enjoying his and Zhuo Jiali's "affectionate interpretation" with relish.

Although Shalian Village is relatively poor and backward, there are also televisions.

In the past, the scene of love between men and women on TV was vividly displayed in front of everyone in the form of a reality show by a pair of handsome men and beautiful women on this beautiful morning, which can be said to have added a lot of after-dinner conversation to the same boring life in the village.

If you don't look at it, the villagers will call out to all the awake people to watch.

It turned out that Shang Qingyuan was also preoccupied with silently paying attention to the development of Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali, and I don't know when there were so many "theater friends" watching the play together, so I had to quickly remind Cen Bowen.

Zhuo Jiali was also all focused on Cen Bowen before, and didn't pay attention to the lively scene behind him, but now she was startled when she saw the crowd, her face couldn't hold it, and she entered the house first.

Cen Bowen and Shang Qingyuan also hurriedly followed up the house, and Shang Qingyuan closed the door tightly.

The villagers outside saw that there was no drama to watch, so they had to disperse in a huff, and they did not forget to share their feelings after watching with great interest.

Zhuo Laosan was woken up by the noise downstairs and also went downstairs. He didn't expect to see Cen Bowen here, and he didn't know what to say for a long time with his mouth open.

Although Zhuo Jiali has never been sad about what happened to Zhuo Laosan, judging from Shen Biyun's attitude of wanting to expel him, he feels that this time it should be the Cen family who can't tolerate them, and his daughter must have been heartbroken by Cen Bowen, so she resolutely decided to leave.

But in such a short period of time, seeing Cen Bowen chasing such a desolate place, Zhuo Laosan was still very moved.

It is estimated that there is room for maneuver in this matter, and Zhuo Laosan took Shang Qingyuan to buy breakfast outside. Shang Qingyuan didn't want to be a 100,000-volt light bulb here, and he wanted to leave for a long time, so he hit it off with Zhuo Laosan and left in a hurry.

In the end, there were only two people left in the house, Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali.

Zhuo Jiali shrunk at the end of a long bench, her hands propped up on the bench, her eyes looked at her feet, and she did not make a sound.

Cen Bowen also cautiously sat down on the other end of the bench, and tentatively slowly approached Zhuo Jiali.

Zhuo Jiali treated Cen Bowen like air, still maintaining her original posture, and did not react at all.

Cen Bowen moved a few times, and then stopped a little apprehensively.

He took a deep breath and looked around the house. The structure of the house is somewhat similar to that of Sun Er's house, except that it is more dilapidated, and some of the walls have been corroded by the years to the point of small holes.

There is not much furniture in the house, just a wooden square table and two benches, and there are no appliances except a lamp.

The staircase leading to the second floor is also made of wood, and some of the handles are moldy. The squeak of Zhuo Laosan when he went downstairs just now made people wonder if this wooden staircase would collapse at any time.

Cen Bowen couldn't help but miss Zhuo Jiali's clean and tidy white nest with a small garden, and all the warm and sweet moments in her room.

In order to escape herself, this woman is willing to go all the way to hide in such a place?

Cen Bowen turned his head sharply to stare at Zhuo Jiali, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten again.

Maybe it was Cen Bowen's eyes that really made her uncomfortable, Zhuo Jiali slowly raised her head and turned her head to look at Cen Bowen, but this time her eyes were also full of trembling water waves.

She still has her own in her heart!

Cen Bowen leaned in, and his lips accurately found the object.

Cen Bowen reluctantly let go of Zhuo Jiali's lips, his forehead against hers, and closed his eyes to feel her breath.

Zhuo Jiali cried silently, and the grievances and sadness that she had desperately suppressed in front of Zhuo Laosan in the past few days - full of resentment, disappointment and damn thoughts about this "thin man", turned into a bubbling warm current and ran wantonly.

Cen Bowen kissed the tear stains on Zhuo Jiali's cheeks, and gently wiped the pain for her.

"Fool, if you want to hide, you have to ask me if you want to!"

Zhuo Jiali pursed her lips and was silent, so pitiful that Cen Bowen made another mark on her lips.

Then, Cen Bowen straightened Zhuo Jiali's body and looked at her with a serious expression.

"If you're having trouble saying why you want to abandon me, I'll do it. ”

Zhuo Jiali softened the originally detached look in her eyes, and looked at Cen Bowen's eyes more and more clearly, as if she wanted to see through his heart.