Chapter 85: Trance (2)
stared at the person in front of him fixedly for two seconds, Han Yao hugged Fu Shaoli directly with a bear hug, and hugged him tightly.
"Fu Shaoli!"
Han Yao's voice was full of crying, and her trembling voice was enough to highlight her current fear,
Fu Shaoli was suddenly hugged by her like this, and the whole person couldn't break free, so he could only try to paddle his feet to maintain the balance of the two bodies, hearing the voice of this girl crying, Fu Shaoli obviously felt that his heart was beating hard,
The beating without warning, with a slight pain, made him a little relieved in an instant, and after losing his mind for two seconds, he reached out and hugged the trembling person in his arms,
"Don't be afraid, I've always been, I've always been. ”
sighed slightly in his heart, how deep does the shadow of childhood have to be afraid of being like this, there is no way to go on for the time being, Fu Shaoli stretched out a hand and waved it towards the helicopter in the sky, and soon a soft ladder was put down,
Fu Shaoli carried Han Yao up the soft ladder and took her back to the helicopter directly, Han Yao just sat on the ground, Fu Shaoli helped her take off the mask,
What caught her eye was those two red eyes, Han Yao stared at Fu Shaoli like this, and after a while, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth,
"Didn't I disappoint you when I didn't succeed like this?"
The gentle and slow tone, with a deep powerlessness, made Fu Shaoli feel a little uncomfortable when he heard it, touched her hair that was still dripping, Fu Shaoli rubbed it heavily,
"It's okay, we can all be here for a day today, take your time, one day is enough. ”
Han Yao looked at him, stretched out his hand and began to twist the water droplets on his hair, but his hair was relatively short and he couldn't wring any water out, so he simply took out the training uniform she put in the bag next to him, and buckled it on his head.
Wiped the water on her hair vigorously, put the training uniform back into the bag, raised her head and looked at the sky outside, she was greeted by a gust of sea breeze, the salty taste reminded her of the experience just now, her face was white again, Han Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, such a painful childhood experience, she still couldn't get out, the breath on her body instantly became sluggish,
Fu Shaoli, who was also sitting next to her and watching her, couldn't help but change his face, helped her shoulders, and straightened her body so that she could look at his face.
"Han Yao, you look into my eyes, you listen well, those memories about you, those painful experiences, make me sympathize with you, but you are bound by memories like this, I look down on you!
Fu Shaoli tore off the mask with one hand, supported her chin with the other, and let her look at him.
"Han Yao, you look at my eyes, you look at your current appearance in my eyes, you look at you, for the sake of such a little bit of bullshit memories, what have you made yourself look like!"
The mask rolled around on the ground, and stopped when it touched the seat, Han Yao rolled his eyes that were a little numb, and when he met Fu Shaoli's dark eyes, he suddenly felt excited,
"You're still a long way off, you know, your current road needs you to look forward, not hold on to your memories! Those unpleasant memories, there's no point in keeping, isn't it?"