She gritted her teeth, even if her eyes were blurred with tears, even if she was sad as if she was about to die, she still stubbornly refused to let herself make any sound.

Now, the feeling of grief struck again, but she felt that the feelings of despair and hesitation that were slowly gathering in her body were about to swallow her consciousness.

She prides herself on her superior endurance, but at this time, even the consciousness of patience has been swallowed up.

Hoarse cries burst out and filled the narrow carriage.

She didn't know how long she had been crying, maybe for a long time, maybe not soon, but all she could vaguely remember was that she had fallen asleep when she was conscious again.

The curtain of the carriage was blown open by the wind, perhaps it was the biting coolness that made her dimly conscious.

She was dimly trying to open her eyes, but at this moment, a slender figure came in from outside the carriage.

She subconsciously slowed her breathing, trying to keep herself still asleep.

After the figure came in, perhaps because her body was trembling slightly, he sat down beside her, and lowered the curtain to block the cold wind that kept drifting in.

A little warmth hit, Hua Tian Tian sighed, and deliberately took this opportunity to turn over, facing the other side, coincidentally, with his back to the figure.

Although she was shocked in her heart, even if she didn't open her eyes to see the person sitting next to her at this time, she could know who it was just by the familiar smell.

Why, is it Feng Jing?

If she was under Feng Jing's gaze, her fake sleep would definitely be exposed, so she chose to turn her back to Feng Jing.

She didn't know why she was pretending to sleep, maybe it was because she was uneasy, or maybe she was afraid.

Suddenly, a pair of slightly cool jade hands touched her head.

Just like Su Ri, gently stroking her head.

She was suddenly a little curious, what kind of look Feng Jing would have at this time, and what kind of eyes would be like with those eyes that were always cold.

But even if she was curious, she didn't dare to expose her own fake sleep, so she could only continue to pretend to sleep.

When her heart went up and down, the jade hand that caressed her head suddenly turned around and gently turned her body over.

The movements were so gentle that she almost forgot that she would soon be exposed to Feng Jing's cold gaze at a glance.

Hua Tiantian was breathless, if she hadn't suppressed it desperately, she was afraid that she would soon expose her fake sleep.

What does Feng Jing want to do?

She thought to herself.

Just when she was puzzled, the cold jade hands touched her cheeks.

She was secretly panicked in her heart, but she didn't know what Feng Jing was going to do.

It wasn't until the gentle rubbing of those jade hands on her face that she suddenly understood something.

"Don't cry so badly, you're not alone."

Feng Jing's words were a little hazy, so she couldn't guess what Feng Jing meant when she said this.

But even Feng Jing left her, and she was already alone.

Why, to tell her that she is not alone?

Or did Feng Jing not really want to leave her?

Could it be that everything before was a dream, that she had been dreaming for too long, which made this dream seem too real.

If she sleeps, these things will turn into nothingness.

As long as she wakes up, Feng Jing will still laugh and tease her, but no matter what happens, he will still be by her side.

She was secretly looking forward to it, and a little joy instantly swelled up in her heart.

However, the next moment, Feng Jing's cold voice came from his ears, with a slight sigh and a little helplessness.

"No, expect anything from me anymore."