When Kim Jun-ho woke up from his nightmare, it was raining heavily outside the window. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The boredom in the info air made Kim Junhao, who was thinking back, extremely depressed. Rubbing his sour eyes, he got up and walked to the bathroom, where the pink toothbrush that was originally next to his blue toothbrush was gone, and the white towel hanging next to him was missing.

I remembered that the day after he moved in, he got up in a daze to brush his teeth, and she jumped out of nowhere and brushed his teeth next to him. Bubbles covered the corners of her mouth, and her eyes crooked. If he had before, he would have smiled and pinched her cheek, but that day, he just frowned in disgust and turned away. Deliberately ignoring the frustration in the corners of her eyes. She never stood beside him in the early morning, basking in the sun, grinning at him with her foamy mouth.

In the mirror, Kim Jun-ho bent his eyes, and there was a warmth under his eyes.

Taking out a somewhat wrinkled shirt from the closet, Kim Junhao's eyes paused slightly. I remember that one day he opened the closet and saw that the shirts inside were all ironed and hung neatly on it. originally wanted to blame her for messing with his things, but the neat clothes made him unbearable to blame her.

Slowly buttoned his shirt, his eyes falling on the large bag beside him. Kim Jun-ho squatted down in confusion and took out the contents of the bag, and a long army-green down jacket stretched out in the air. The smell of new clothes filled the air. If he remembered correctly, he had seen Su Ziyu wearing the same clothes. They went back to his parents' house for dinner that day, and she was wearing this dress. She wrapped herself in a large down jacket, revealing only a tiny face. Because she was born prematurely, she was very weak since she was a child, and she would wrap herself very bloated when she went out in winter, and he used to make fun of her for being a bloated bear, not only did she not get angry, but she also deliberately ran into his arms to hold him, and then raised her head scoundrelly, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, "Then is my hug a bear hug?" ”

There was also a brand new tag on her clothes, which should be her intention to dare not give it away. Maybe he knew that even if she was kind enough to give him something, he would still maliciously misinterpret it. Just like that day, she cooked a table full of food for him to come back, but he told her coldly, "Don't try to impress me in this way." But he forgot that he should hug her, because she was a little daughter who didn't touch the spring water, and her father would never let her into the kitchen, but for him, she did so much.

That's why she didn't dare to deliver those well-prepared lunches directly to him personally, because she knew that he would only misinterpret her kindness and embarrass her.

Jin Junhao put on his coat and looked at himself in the mirror, slightly stunned. Imagine her right next to her, dressed in the same clothes as his, holding his arm, leaning her head against his arm, and smiling sweetly. I remember when we used to go to the street together, she always had a wave of envy in her eyes when she saw those people in couple clothes passing by. His eyes glanced at him secretly, but he accidentally caught him. Then he would make fun of her, saying that she wanted to be in love, but she would smile and not speak. Then when she passed by a shop that sold glasses, she would buy two pairs of identical sunglasses and let him wear them with her. At that time, she didn't care, thinking that it was a friend, so she didn't pay attention to it, but maybe she just hoped that they would have a token that could be like a couple.

Kim Jun-ho's thoughts were pulled back by the doorbell outside the door. He raised his hand and wiped his face, then turned to open the door. Outside the door, the security uncle downstairs was holding a small wooden box, and when he saw him come out, he hurriedly raised a polite smile and said, "Mr. Jin, hello, I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

"Is there anything wrong?" Kim Jun-ho smiled politely back.

"Oh, yes. Didn't Mrs. Kim give all the furniture to the nearby orphanage yesterday morning, and then the director saw the box when she was sorting things, and the box was locked, and she didn't dare to move it for fear of something valuable, so she sent it over early this morning and asked me to help return it to Mrs. Kim. Handing the box in his hand to Kim Jun-ho, the security guard explained with a smile.

"Well, I'm really bothering you." Taking the box handed over by the security guard, Jin Junhao nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, that's nothing, I'll go first."

"Thank you." Looking at the figure of the security uncle disappearing in the elevator, Jin Junhao turned around and returned to the room with the box.

Holding a somewhat heavy box, doubts climbed up his eyebrows. He had no impression of the box. Looking at the heart-shaped lock hanging on it, his brow sank deeper and deeper. There's always a hunch that what's locked in this lock is important.

It's just that he hasn't opened the box yet, but he has received a call from his mother.

"Junhao, Ziyu, she will fly back to the UK in a while, and she will never come back, do you really plan to let her go like this?" Before his mother could finish speaking, he had already picked up the car keys and ran out. The deafening sound of slamming doors and his anxious footsteps echoed in the hallway, then calmed down.

The majestic rain soaked the whole city, speeding cars, splashing water, hurried crowds, moving sea of umbrellas, hazy fog, beating signal lights, lightning exploding in the sky...... And eagerness......

When Kim Jun-ho arrived at the airport, the crowd at the airport was crowded and noisy. Because of the weather, the flight was delayed, and the scolding people passed by him, but Kim Junhao breathed a sigh of relief. Pushing aside the crowd, his eyes searched around in the sea of people.

She stood in the crowd, surrounded by people, and she stood quietly next to the tall Shaw, looking at the information of the flight in a slight daze. Reach out and hold her hand from behind, interlock your fingers, wrap her slender hand in the palm of your hand, and then pull her towards the less crowded place. Shaw on the side wanted to catch up when he realized it, but Kim Jun-ho's mother grabbed him, and then only heard him shouting plaintively behind him. Her fingers were as cold as the weather outside. But he felt her pulse, as eager as his heartbeat. knew that he was the one who took her away, so Su Ziyu didn't struggle too much. With his steps, bypassing the sea of people, his tall and steady back is still reassuring. His palms were still so warm...... It's just that the hand he held her was so strong that it made her hand a little numb.

"Where are you taking me?" There were fewer and fewer people around him, and Su Ziyu suddenly remembered that she should stay away from him now.

"Go home." Kim Jun-ho didn't stop, but continued his somewhat flustered pace. I just want to take her away, and I can't let her go. The hand holding her tightened, but his heart was a little sour.

"Wait a minute, I said, we can't go back. We ......"

Her words were cut short by his sudden hug. Stunned to stay in his generous arms, she was tightly held in his arms. His embrace, so warm. The cold wind blew, but all I could hear was the sound of his rapid breathing, and the thin sound of her fluttering hair.