"Sister Jinhuan, your hand ......"

Zhao Yu walked on the front foot, and Ah Cheng came in on the back foot, looking at Zhou Jinhuan's somewhat red and swollen hands, and tears stuck to his eyelashes.

"Ah Cheng doesn't cry, my sister is fine. ”

One must build on a firm foundation?

Even if Zhao Yu lets Ah Cheng go, how should he live?

Seeing Ah Cheng staring at his hand and seeing that tears were about to fall, Zhou Jinhuan was distressed, if time could be turned back, would he be able to endure it?

The most boring and catchy word in the world is if, but unfortunately there is no if.

Zhao Yu said that he would not let go of himself that day, but he didn't do it for a long time, just like a cat that catches a mouse, it will not eat it immediately, but keep playing.

Zhao Yu may be enjoying the pleasure of torturing her.

On this day, Zhou Jinhuan went to the Qingyuan Pavilion alone.

The lotus flowers in the Qingyu Pavilion are still a decadent scene, except for the occasional lotus leaf or two bright green, indicating that spring is coming.

Zhou Jinhuan sat on the stone steps, leaned on the stone pillar, stared at the evergreen tree, and suddenly became very calm.

Stretching her legs, lying flat on the stone steps, her long black hair hanging casually in the turquoise pool water, inexplicably enchanting, while she basking in the sun, very lazy.

Later, when the sunlight was obscured by the shadows, she reflexively touched her eyes and slowly opened them.

Time is like an hourglass, slipping away silently.

Until he reached out to her, his voice was as unreal as a dream: "It's cold on the ground." ”

She had seen those hands in her dreams.

Obviously, she was going to get up and hold those hands, but she didn't expect that the hair in the pool was wrapped around the lotus leaves, and under the action of the reaction force, she lost her center of gravity and fell into the flower pond.

And he was still slow to react in the end, and didn't hold her hand.

The flower pond is not deep, but Zhou Jinhuan is afraid of water, and the whole person is blindfolded, until a pair of strong hands hug him, and he is at ease.

She didn't choke much water, she couldn't pretend to be drowning, she twisted the water on her clothes, and was about to leave.

In fact, she wanted to see him, but she didn't want such an embarrassing and embarrassing scene.

"Miss Zhou. ”

She wanted to pretend she couldn't hear it, but it was his voice, he was calling his name, how could she not hear it?

"Lord Xiao, long time no see. ”

Now she's covered in water, too embarrassed, otherwise she'll really turn back.

"Miss Zhou, thank you for that day......"

"Lord Xiao is fine, I'm still worried about it...... A day or two. ”

"That day, I was always there, watching you leave ......"

This sentence made Zhou Jinhuan turn around in surprise, with an incredulous expression: "You have always been there, why are you ......?"

"That's because ......"

"Of course you don't show up because you don't want to see me, you should always feel that I like you as a burden to you, look, I know everything, why don't you want to face it?"

Zhou Jinhuan felt colder on her body, and turned around to leave, but she didn't expect Xiao Jingzhi to hold her wrist again, just like that night.

This time she wasn't so excited, she just gently broke his hand away and smiled bitterly: "Let me go, it's such a cold day, and it's very uncomfortable to wear wet clothes." ”

There was no sound behind her, but when she took another step, he hugged her from behind, gently, without any strength, but she could not take another step.

"Xiao Jingzhi. It was the first time she had called him by name, and the three cold words were a lot more tactful.

"My name is Xiao Jingzhi, and I am a down-and-out royal family who fled from the Southern Liang, do you accept me like this?"

Xiao Jingzhi's words were like a pebble, falling in Zhou Jinhuan's heart lake, rippling in circles.