Jiang Hanchen can always suddenly appear when she is most helpless.

For example, now, seeing the caller ID - Jiang Hanchen, Tang Luoran was stunned, she didn't expect him to call at such a time.

You know, she's still speaking in a low voice, and she'll be noticed if she's not careful—it's a fact that she's just been sad.

In order not to let Jiang Hanchen, Tang Luoran decisively refused the call, but then Jiang Hanchen's text message was followed - I heard that you went to meet Fu Zichen, are you okay now? I'm worried.

When did she tell Jiang Hanchen that the person she wanted to meet was Fu Zichen?

Just as he was puzzled, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his mind, if he remembered correctly, Tang Luoran only told that person about it.

"Zheng Xiaoying, this stupid person, is really- who is she?"

Angry and funny, Tang Luoran also tapped the steering wheel twice to relieve his anger, thinking that he would settle accounts with Zheng Xiaoying the next day.

But at the moment, she has not replied.

After hesitating for a moment, she still called Jiang Hanchen's phone back, and spoke as soon as she connected, "I think Zheng Xiaoying told you everything, then I won't say more, I didn't succeed." ”

mentioned it again, undoubtedly revealing her scars, but she still had to pretend that nothing happened.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, only a calm breath reminding him of his presence.

After half a sound, Jiang Hanchen asked with a slight hesitation, "Miss Zheng, she only told me that you were going to meet Fu Zichen tonight." There's nothing to say, so you don't have to be nervous. ”

So that's the case, it seems that Zheng Xiaoying still has a bit of a conscience.

After being a little relieved, Tang Luoran was not relieved by this, she was silent, her hand holding the phone was clenched tightly, and her fingertips were slightly white.

After a while, Jiang Hanchen tried to ask again, his attitude was always cautious, "Are you okay now?" I'm not qualified to say that, but I'm really worried about you. ”

Never received such attention, the wall that Tang Luoran had managed to build collapsed in an instant.

"In that case, let's meet." She hurt her heart again, but in this way, her tone of voice was even lower, but she thought that Jiang Hanchen should have known that she was in a bad mood early on.

Jiang Hanchen agreed with her at his house, where his residence happened to be in the center of the city.

Driving, Tang Luoran galloped all the way, she also opened the windows of the car, let the cold wind pour in, whistling in her ears, blowing her face painfully, if she didn't do this, she might be tortured to death by heartache at any time.

Fu Zichen really hurt her so deeply that it was difficult for her to even forget it now, because the pain had been carved into her bones.

……

Parking the car in the underground parking lot of Biqing Yuan, Tang Luoran got out of the car and walked out of the parking lot, Jiang Hanchen stood at the gate of the community waiting for her - he was wearing a woolen coat and black jeans, and the woolen collar exposed the high collar of the sweater.

He beckoned to her and smiled, as the snow fell slowly on his shoulder, still unmoved.

For a moment, Tang Luoran thought he was Fu Zichen - after all, she had also hoped that that person could wait for her in the heavy snow, and when he saw her appear, he would smile regardless of his mood or not.

Her head began to feel groggy, and without even thinking about it, she rushed straight up and reached out to hug him.

The moment he made physical contact with him, Tang Luoran came back to his senses - the person in front of him was not Fu Zichen, and it could never be.

And Jiang Hanchen, who didn't know why, was undoubtedly taken aback by her sudden action, he was stunned for a moment, but instead of pulling away her hand holding his back, he reached out and rubbed her soft hair.

Under the bleak light emanating from the street lamps, his delicate countenance was mysterious, but gentle, because of the shadows.

"What's wrong? He's been too much for you? Jiang Hanchen whispered softly, hugging her back, his strong arms wrapped around Tang Luoran's slender waist, and gently pressed her head on his shoulder.

Although it is very quiet as a high-end apartment community, it does not mean that there is no one on the road, Tang Luoran is still Fu Zichen's wife outside after all, and he can't let her fall into an embarrassing situation.

What's more, he liked the feeling of being close to her.

After a moment of silence, Tang Luoran shook his head and said sullenly, "I don't understand what he thinks?" He's been punishing me for five years, and he still wants me to be widowed for the rest of my life? ”

Although he was confused, Jiang Hanchen still tried to give her as much comfort as he could, and he patted her on the back.

"Let's go in first and talk about it, otherwise it will not affect you well if someone sees it."

With her as the first consideration in everything, Jiang Hanchen let go of Tang Luoran, and then he reached out and shook her hand that was red from cold.

Tang Luoran was stunned for a moment, but still accepted it, she knew that if she didn't have someone to support her, she might fall down at any time.

Walking into the community and walking down the marble-paved path, Jiang Hanchen opened the floor door with his fingerprints, and then led her all the way to take the elevator to his apartment.

As soon as he entered the door, Tang Luoran changed his shoes, turned his back to Jiang Hanchen, and asked, "Where is the bathroom?" ”

"You'll see it when you go down the hallway on the right hand side of the kitchen." Calmly showing her the way, Jiang Hanchen changed into slippers and walked to the kitchen as soon as possible.

And Tang Luoran followed the corridor and did find the bathroom.

She walked over to the washbasin in her slippers and looked at herself in the mirror—as she thought, looking haggard.

Fortunately, I brought sunglasses when I came out, otherwise I would have to lose face.

When she looked closely, the funny makeup made her look like a clown. Tang Luoran smiled bitterly at the mirror, then lowered his head, turned on the faucet, and prepared to wash his face.

When she finally washed her face and turned around, she saw Jiang Hanchen standing at the door, because her eyes were still covered with water droplets, so she couldn't see how close she was to him, she could only vaguely see his curled eyelashes fluttering.

Jiang Hanchen grabbed the door frame with one hand and a dry towel in the other, he handed her the dry towel and hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "Sure enough, it's still the best without makeup." ”

However, his smile seemed a little awkward, as if he was trying to calm down.

"Thank you." Tang Luoran also smiled reluctantly, took the towel and wiped his face clean.

When she opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that the distance between Jiang Hanchen and her was almost less than ten centimeters, and the tips of her noses almost touched each other, she subconsciously took two steps back, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly just now." ”

Jiang Hanchen shook his head with a smile, not caring.

Following his steps to the living room, Tang Luoran sat down on the sofa and watched him busy in the kitchen - she didn't know what he was tossing with her head down, and she couldn't see the dishes blocking her.

The heating was turned on in the room, and when she took off her coat, Tang Luoran felt embarrassed again, after all, she was still wearing an off-the-shoulder dress.

Sensing her discomfort, Jiang Hanchen raised his head, pointed to the cardigan placed next to the sofa, and said, "You can put it on, I just took out that dress and haven't worn it yet." ”

"Hmm......" Tang Luoran put on the cardigan and dared to move around freely.

She walked around his spacious living room, and down the hallway to the rooms on either side—bedroom, guest room, bathroom, study, and a room with a hidden door.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Tang Luoran pushed the door open, and the smell of advertising paint rushed to his face.

If you look closely, there are many paintings hanging in the room, there are also piles of paper on the floor, and the easel in the center of the studio is covered with a layer of white canvas, and the window is opened, and the cold wind pours in, blowing open the curtains and blowing up the corner of the canvas.

Feeling puzzled, Tang Luoran walked to the easel and carefully lifted the canvas......

She didn't expect her portrait on the easel!

Tang Luoran in the painting smiled lightly at the virtual camera, her eyes were clear, but she could see that she was very happy.

Looking down at the distinct colors, Tang Luoran found a line of words in an inconspicuous corner - "I like you".

No way?!

Although she didn't feel it at all, she really didn't expect Jiang Hanchen's feelings for her to be liked, she thought that at most, it should only be a good feeling, and it would soon wear off.

But now, the situation seems to be far beyond what she imagined.

When he was stunned, Jiang Hanchen's calm voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Where are you?" I've got it done, you can come over quickly. "Footsteps followed.

Tang Luoran suddenly panicked, she couldn't be found out by Jiang Hanchen that she had seen this painting, since that was the case, then she had to walk out of the room quickly before he came in.

Fortunately, when she opened the door and walked out, Jiang Hanchen was still waiting for her at the entrance and exit of the corridor.

Seeing her come out of that room, he immediately panicked and hurriedly asked, "What did you see when you entered that room?" ”

knew what he was asking, but Tang Luoran just pretended to know nothing and blinked. Rhetorical ask, "Can I see anything?" After all, it's your stuff, don't worry, I'm not messing around. ”

Hearing her say this, Jiang Hanchen breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, "I didn't mean that, it's good that you didn't see it—you come with me." ”

With that, he took Tang Luoran's hand and walked out of the corridor.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Tang Luoran realized what Jiang Hanchen was just doing - he had prepared a delicate dessert for her.

Looking at the snow white, she turned her head to look at Jiang Hanchen beside her, "You did this?" ”

"Well, I thought about becoming a pastry chef before I became a doctor, but unfortunately my family didn't agree, so I had to give up - don't talk about this, you can try it quickly."

Suddenly, the conversation changed, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

Even though he felt inexplicable, Tang Luoran still accepted his gift gratefully.

Pick up a knife and fork and puncture the white chocolate ball placed in the center of the delicate plate, and in addition to the ice cream slowly melting inside the chocolate ball, there is also a cardboard note placed on the ice cream, and you can clearly see the font on it - "I want to be your dependence".

"Luo Ran, I want to be your dependence." Jiang Hanchen whispered in her ear, and the warm breath sprayed in her ear, and she suddenly felt unnatural.