After the glitz, the love is deep, there is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to argue. He carefully helped her to sit down on a nearby rock, and asked, "Does it hurt?" as he crouched down, pulled up her trouser legs, and took off her shoes by the way.

"What are you doing?" Qingli instinctively shouted. She and Haichuan have always been incompatible, I don't know what he means. Haichuan smiled slightly, smiling so charmingly, under the dim light of the street lamp, there was a bewildering sense of staggered beauty. The night breeze blew gently, and the cries of unknown insects could be heard in the grass.

Haichuan didn't stop the movement in his hand, but said: "You be quiet, don't move! I don't do it, just take a look!" Qingli was relieved at this time, and after he took off his shoes, a large bruise on his foot was exposed, which made people unbearable to look at. "If you like to mess with me, it's okay, I'll see how you go back!" Haichuan said, looking up at her.

At this moment, there was no violent air in his eyes, but an extremely peaceful mixture of concern and pity. Qingli looked at him, turned his head awkwardly, and looked at the bright moon in the sky, not knowing why, for fear of bumping into his eyes. Accustomed to his fierce treatment, it is really terrible to be so gentle all of a sudden, it always feels very unnatural.

"You go, I'll go back myself, don't worry about it!" Qingli replied angrily, looking disapproving. Yes, it's not that without him, he won't be able to live, anyway, the person he likes is Zihan, not himself. Qingli smiled forbearantly and asked, "It's so late, if you don't go back, won't Zihan be in a hurry?" Don't worry, I'll leave by myself!"

She said unkind words on her lips, but there was a faint pain in her heart. Things in this world are always like this, the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes, very helpless!" Zihan should have arrived home, don't care about her for now, the most important thing now is you, your feet are injured like this, can you still walk? It's late, and you can't get a taxi here, what should I do?" Haichuan stood there straight and said to her.

looked around, there was really no car, Qingli bit his lip, stood up forcibly, and said: "You go back, who is my Qingli, I have my own way, you don't care about me!" At this time, Haichuan's mobile phone rang, and Beidou said that Zihan had arrived home safely, and asked himself when he would arrive. Haichuan just said that it was too fast, and he didn't tell him about Qingli's foot injury, for fear that they would worry.

"Forget it, who told me that Lu Haichuan still has a little bit of conscience, seeing that you are so pitiful, I will use your car today, for free!" Haichuan said, smiling so happily, that kind of laughter is a bit evil, it feels bad, but it is really charming, it is simply fascinating. He stretched out his hand to help Qingli, but Qingli pushed him away, looking unhappy.

What is she doing, she is kind enough to help her, she thinks she is something, and she always thinks about bad places. "You just go back by yourself! Just like you, you won't be able to go home tomorrow, and you still insist on being strong. If I didn't care about you, if I didn't treat you as a friend, I would have left a long time ago, and I would still be angry with you here. Haichuan said very quickly.

After speaking, Haichuan turned around and left, looking really angry. Qingli sat on the cold stone, and was about to shout "Hey" to turn him back, but thinking that he didn't accept his kindness, he left, and Oxfam didn't speak. The night was long, and it was terriblely dark, and the wind blew colder and colder, and the green centrifugation was like the Dead Sea, hugging its body in its arms.

She tried again, but it still didn't work, as long as she moved, her foot would hurt. As far as the eye could see, there was no one in the four corners, only the trees next to him and the faint light of the street lamps to accompany him. Qingli looked up at the sky above his head, the moon was like a bright flower, and the stars were shining, but he felt a loneliness that he had never felt before, and he was lonely to the heart of his soul.

Why did you get angry just now, it's okay now, stay here all night. Qingli regretted it a little, but what's the use of regretting, he was so angry when he left, it seemed that he wouldn't come back. He is always angry with him, always against him, and now that he sees his lost soul, he should feel very happy, where will he care about himself.

Suddenly, a leaf fell on it, Qingli grabbed it in his hand, it's spring, and it turns out that spring will also fall leaves. She felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart, feeling that she was really a failure, she obviously liked Haichuan very much, but she didn't dare to tell him directly, she wanted to forget him, but she couldn't let go. She smiled helplessly, laughing and laughing but crying......

The clear night, the moon is gone, the beauty is tearful, and the intestines are broken. watched her cry, although there was no sound, just the kind of silent tears, but the more this happened, the more pitiful it was, and unconsciously, Haichuan's heart was inexplicably uncomfortable. With a twitch of snort, he walked out from behind the bushes, walked in front of Qingli, and took Qingli in his arms.

At this time, Qingli was like a frightened bird, so fragile and pitiful, and Haichuan was greatly touched in his heart. This time she didn't reject herself, but cried in her arms, and no longer cared about those who broke her self-esteem and high posture. The two of them hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's temperature and breath, and were silent......

After a long time, Haichuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Look at you, and say that you walked back, no, only I care about you so much, although I am sometimes very improper, but I really regard you as my friend." Don't think about it, I just think of you as a good friend, and I have no other intentions or ideas, so you don't have to be afraid, I won't do anything to you!"

Haichuan's words are as free and easy, as if they are true, should Qingli be happy, or should he be disappointed? But why do you sometimes want him to be bad, hope that he is not serious, and hope that he will quarrel with him, and the more fierce the quarrel, the better? Now that he has made everything he wants to say clear, then he should stop cowering and treat him as a good friend.

"Friends should help each other, aren't they? Let's go home!" Haichuan said, scratching his head. He smiled softly, like the moonlight rippling, Qingli's heart also brightened.

With such a beautiful smile and such warm words, his heart, which made him fall to the bottom, suddenly floated to the clouds.

After being comforted, Qingli's heart felt a lot better, Haichuan stretched out his hand to help her wipe the tears on her face, still smiling.