In the late autumn season, the weather was cold, and Xi Zhihua was thinly dressed, and the tips of his ears were red from the cold.

Meng Chuan saw it in his eyes, he took off the windbreaker jacket on his body and handed it to Xi Zhihua, his face was expressionless, and his tone was cold: "Put it on." ”

He had never seen someone like her, stupid and not taking care of his body.

Xi Zhihua looked at the coat in front of him, his body stiffened slightly, his fingertips moved, he wanted to take it but didn't dare.

Because she still remembered in her heart that he hated herself......

Seeing that she was hesitating, Meng Chuan's hand holding the clothes clenched, and clear green tendons could be seen between her wrists.

"Why don't you pick it up?" He asked.

Do you feel sorry for your sweetheart when you pick up another man's clothes?!

Meng Chuan lowered his eyelashes slightly, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

Xi Zhihua's behavior reminded him that she had an intention to fall in love with someone, and the little girl who only belonged to him back then had long since disappeared cleanly.

Sometimes he also wonders if Xi Zhihua will be like him, like he likes her, deeply like him.

But on second thought, this is an extravagant hope after all.

Xi Zhi's painting to him is an unspeakable secret, and can only be hidden in the bottom of his heart.

And for Xi Zhihua, I'm afraid it's just a childhood feeling, an ordinary brother next door in her mind.

In her circle, there is never a shortage of excellent people around her, and people chasing her abound.

And even though he has his current status and reputation, he is a cripple who is missing an arm after all.

How could she possibly like someone as unbearable as him?

Xi Zhihua pursed his lips and wanted to explain, but he was afraid that saying it would embarrass each other.

She silently took her coat and put it on her body, looking up at the handsome and slender man in front of her.

Xi Zhihua has known that Meng Chuan is good-looking since he was a child, although he is cold and doesn't like to deal with people, but he is really good to her.

When she was a child, Grandma took her to live a poor life, sometimes she was not sensible, and when she saw that other little girls had candy to eat, she would also be greedy, so she cried and wanted to.

And although her brother Meng Chuan would dislike her and talk about her, he went to the shop to buy candy for her in the blink of an eye.

When she was happy, she would jump up and try to stuff the candy in his mouth.

Meng Chuan said that he didn't like it on the surface, but he would smile lightly, although the arc was small, but she knew that her brother Achuan was happy in his heart.

He is missing an arm, but he will try to give her the best, and what others have, she will have.

If the little girls of other families have an older brother or father, they will sit on the shoulders of their relatives and experience the affection and love that belongs to them.

And she was envious at first, but then she didn't.

Because her brother Achuan will also carry her up with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and then act as her umbrella and give her everything she deserves.

Xi Zhihua understood when she was very young that she liked her brother Achuan, not the kind of sister who was attached and dependent on her brother, but really liked it.

Meng Chuan couldn't stand Xi Zhihua looking at himself with this kind of eyes full of him, which would make him have an illusion.

There was a delusion that was ridiculous, but it was what he longed for.

He turned his head away and stopped looking at Xi Zhi's painting, and at the same time coldly warned her: "Don't look at me with such eyes." ”

Meng Chuan's hand hanging by his side was clenched, and there was restraint in his eyes.

There is a villain in his heart who reminds him all the time that he can't like Xi Zhihua, he is not worthy of her.

Xi Zhihua's eyes were a little uncomfortable, and her voice was weak, as if she had mustered up courage: "Meng Chuan, do you hate me very much?" ”