He seemed to have returned to the "Qingyou Garden" ten years ago, as if he had seen the fragile, forbearing, and frightened little girl again.

……

"No one bullied me! Let it go! You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine!"

"I said, leave me alone, let it go! Uncle, can you tell this uncle to let go?"

"Uncle, let go of me! You let go, do you hear me, you let go...... Uncle, please, let me go!"

……

Her frightened words were now clear to her ears.

Thinking of the bruises and purple scars on her skin when she came to him that day, his heart seemed to be able to wring blood, and it hurt for a while!

How has she come over the years?

Perhaps, it was her experiences that made him have a special emotion for her, and he cherished her.

"Hao!" Gu Qianyu turned around and looked at Feng Hao, he was still in that posture, leaning back on his seat and smoking a cigarette, his lazy expression looked like an idle king.

In the car, the cigarette seemed to extinguish some kind of inexplicable emotion.

It's emotion, she sighed lowly, it's her Gu Qianyu's emotion alone.

"Hao, Hao......" Gu Qianyu then whispered twice.

Feng Hao turned his head to look at her, but said nothing.

Gu Qianyu's eyes showed a look of injury, but she didn't dare to show it, so she could only watch Feng Hao silently.

……

After sending Gu Qianyu home, Feng Hao instructed the driver to drive the car to the side of the street diagonally opposite the old building.

Zhu Huan got out of the car behind him and walked to Fenghao's car.

The window of the car slowly fell, Feng Hao glanced out the window, and said in a deep voice: "Zhu Huan, you all go back!"

He remembered that Xia Yucheng said that he didn't like people to follow.

Zhu Huan was a little embarrassed: "My lord, it's late......"

Feng Hao's face was gloomy, he got out of the car, stood in front of the body, and looked up at the old building: "Do you want me to say it a second time?"

"My lord, I know!" Zhu Huan hurriedly made arrangements, and sent them away together with Fenghao's driver, and he acted as the driver.

After arranging a qiē, he stood behind Feng Hao with confidence, doing vigilance.

A gust of evening breeze blew, and the small leaves on the side of the road made a sharf.

The cold and white crescent moon sprinkled the moonlight like water, enveloping a scene in the night. The hazy night makes people's hearts foggy.

"My lord, it's better to ...... Give Miss Xia a call......"

Feng Hao was still silent, habitually figuring out the silver cigarette case and lighter. Except for Xia Yucheng, he has very little to say in front of anyone, and he can generally save money.

At this time, a taxi drove slowly and stopped under the red brick house opposite.

His eyes lit up, and he subconsciously put the things in his hand back into his pants bag and took out his mobile phone.

Sure enough, it was Xia Yucheng who got out of the car.

He quickly pressed his mobile phone and dialed Xia Yucheng's mobile phone number.

The taxi drove away, and at a glance he saw the slender and somewhat unsteady back under the streetlight.

She pulled out her phone as she walked to the door of the unit and stopped.

"Orange, where are you?"

"I ......," her voice was visibly hoarse, "I'm at home!"

Feng Hao's heart sank suddenly: "Haven't you slept yet?"

"Sleep, didn't you wake me up again? Hao, I'm sorry, I'm very tired today, I didn't call you. Moreover, you didn't look for me, I thought ...... You don't need to!".

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