"Xiang Weichen, do you know? It hurts, it hurts...... Xiang Weichen, what should I do if I still can't forget him? ”

Ye Yihan, you said that you were in pain, so do you know how much pain I felt when you said you couldn't forget him?

He suffers no less than you, and his love is deeper than his......

Ye Yihan, Ye Yihan, can't you see me......

Ye Yihan, the person who accompanies you is obviously me.

Ye Yihan......

As long as she cried, he stood and held her with lust for as long as he didn't say a word, because he really didn't know what to say.

Finally she was still sobbing, he had dried her body and put her on the bed, she seemed to know nothing, and muttered in a low voice, "Hmm...... Dongfang Hao, you bastard. ”

He lay down beside her and patted her gently, like a baby's posture and technique of putting her to sleep, coaxing her to sleep, "Good, sleep, sleep and forget." ”

He didn't withdraw his hand until her breathing was even, and the lights had already been turned off, leaving only moonlight shining through the curtains and sprinkling a clear glow.

He looked at her quiet childlike sleeping face, his eyes were complex and deep, and his big hand touched her delicate face.

Ye Yihan, what should I do with you...... He had asked himself this question more than once.

She was insecure, she painted herself over and over again, she pretended to be strong.

What should I do so that you can stand under my wing without any scruples.

Got up and went to the bathroom, it was the time when the man was in full swing, but she suddenly ......

Especially when he opened the meat.

Dousing the fire that was jumping up and down inside him, he put on his comfortable loungewear and walked out onto the balcony with a box of cigars and a small black thing.

The moonlight spread over him, his tall and long body leaning against the railing, the scarlet of his fingertips was a little strange in the dark night, and wisps of smoke lingered around him.

The little thing was opened, and a gentle and crisp sound came into the eardrums, as beautiful as a clear spring of flowing water.

"When I have long hair and waist, will you marry me?"

He had always carried this recorder with him, and listened to it almost every day for three years, until she reappeared and broke into his life.

"You can't escape."

The confidence he had worn out now, and he didn't even know what to do next.

"Wait for me for three years, and when I come back, I will marry you." This is the follow-up story, and that's what he promised in her ear at the time.

However, as if frightened, she hurriedly pushed him away, and her clear eyes looked at him with horror and took a few steps back, she didn't know what she was doing or why she was doing it, she turned and fled in embarrassment.

Leaving only that little voice recorder, this is ...... The only thing that sustained him for three years.

Obey the discipline of his superiors, train and practice day and night, sometimes lying motionless in the bushes for seven or eight hours, as long as he touches the pocket, he feels full of strength.

She had forgotten all of them, not to mention, she wasn't very conscious at the time.

The scarlet burn of his fingertips burned his hand at the end, and the cigar was extinguished on the ground, as if he rarely smoked, and the few times it was because of her.

So, all night, he smoked a cigarette on the balcony all night, and she slept restlessly in the bedroom.

She crunched himself into a ball, and he shut himself in the floor-to-ceiling window without hearing her uneasy muttering, and he didn't feel something was right until five o'clock in the morning.

Throwing away the freshly lit cigarette in his hand, he hurried to the bed to pick her up, so he quickly went back to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, and sucked his hands with hot water.

"Uncomfortable ......"