"I've got her money out!"

A domineering voice came, and everyone around them turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. Yi Xiao and Yi Sheng couldn't help frowning, just listening to this voice, I'm afraid this person is not a good match. Because Yi Xiao also heard the full neutrality and displeasure in his voice.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the person who spoke, but no one noticed, and when they heard this voice, one person's body froze instantly, and the corners of her eyes were already silent tears.

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know...... Haven't seen it. ”

"He's so good-looking!"

"I can't see that I'm very rich, I'm dressed so plainly, but my face is worthy of Miss Huang."

In the eyes of everyone talking and scrutinizing, the man got closer and closer. His body was motionless, only the steps under his feet were step by step, steady and firm.

His eyes kept looking in the direction of Huang Wanwan, the center of the noise, and the pupils were imprinted with that petite figure, and there seemed to be no space for other things in heaven and earth.

When he got closer, there was apology, happiness, heartache, and happiness in his eyes, and finally they were all filled with affection that was softer than water.

"Ho......" he opened his mouth, realizing that he couldn't say anything. He didn't dare to speak again, for fear that it would be another dream, and as soon as he opened his mouth to call her, the dream woke up, and then only the endless cold night remained.

It was the first time Huang Wanwan saw this man with such a gentle expression, she never knew that she could have such a gaze. She felt like her heart was going to jump out, and she didn't know where to put her hand for the first time. But she didn't want to bow her head to be shy, she wanted to watch him come over and hug her.

She was also waiting in place to watch him, watching her be surrounded and melted by the tenderness in his eyes. And then involuntarily took a step: "Head...... Qianmo! ”

"Thousand Silences"

Who shouted these two words in her ear that she had been afraid to shout.

She thought it was another dream, and in the dream she heard his voice and felt him approaching her.

She felt the tears creeping up her face again, sliding down her neck and burning her heart.

She turned her head to touch him, or call his name,

"Thousand Mo ......"

In exchange, she looked at the rope passage again, his rapidly falling figure, and his eyes full of reluctance......

Gradually, she didn't dare to look again, she didn't dare to shout again, she was afraid that she wouldn't even have a chance to look at his shadow.

She knew she might be dreaming again. But even if it was a dream, she finally heard his voice again, don't wake her up, don't let her dream for a while. She wanted to think back to his voice, so real, with trembling and rejoicing.

He was also very happy to meet him in a dream and say a word.

"I hear you, Qianmo, I hear your voice." She said to him in her heart.

"Qianmo!" Someone shouted again, and the voice was so familiar.

Huang Wanwan watched the people approach, her eyes slowly staggered, and she kept looking behind her to pass by, and then stood one step behind her.

"You ......" The affection in Huang Wanwan's eyes retreated little by little, turning into surprise, into doubt, and finally when he slowly stretched out his trembling hand towards her, there was only a coldness left in her eyes.

She seemed to hear people around her constantly pointing and laughing at her, laughing at her for not being self-conscious, laughing at her for throwing herself into her arms, laughing at her for being worse than an ugly monster with a scarred face. Humiliation, jealousy, and anger were about to overwhelm her, and she felt her hand cover the stall that had been cleaned up, and pinched a long hairpin.

"It's all her!" All the humiliation today is because of this ugly bastard! She's going to get revenge, she's going to kill her!

Huang Wanwan moved, no one could have imagined that such a delicate woman would suddenly rise up and hold a hairpin to the woman beside her.

"Ahh In the midst of everyone's exclamations, they heard an extremely slight but piercing "poof".

Bright red blood splattered and sprayed onto Huang Wanwan's face, her pupils were imprinted with a broad back, and the tear-stained face behind her back. The frost on her face made her seem to feel the sensation of grasping the ice chips in the palm of her hand again, and her whole body was cold.

"You ......" her hand quickly retracted, "I ......" she didn't expect him to use his back to block the damage to her. She didn't believe that he would be able to avoid it.

"Wanwan!" Jiuqing squeezed in, just in time to see Qian Mohou's heartache, and the front of his body was already half of his body looking at Huang Wanwan's outstretched hand. His pupils shrank violently: "Don't ......"

Almost the moment he shouted, he flashed to Huang Wanwan's side and hugged her, but his eyes were fixed on the hands, and his eyes were firm and pitiful pleas to die.

"Moon!" The voice that went straight to the bottom of his heart sounded, and a warm hand covered his wrist, and Qian Scarlet Yue's body shook violently.

He...... He was calling out to her, so close and so close, right in her ear, and she could feel the breath of him on her face.

He...... He grabbed her wrist, the calloused palm he had worn out for years of lying on the ground. And the warm sensation that reached her skin, something she had never felt in her dreams.

"Qian......" She turned her eyes little by little, and first saw the resolute side face, and the shallow scar, which was caught when saving Weifeng.

Then she saw the high bridge of the nose, she once joked that a high nose bridge like him was prone to rhinitis.

Her chin was gently pinched by two fingers, then lifted, and she met the eyes that had only her shadow on them every time. She saw herself in his pupils, looking at him nervously. She was so afraid to look at him, she was afraid that it would be empty again.

He saw the dodging and fear in her eyes, and he was afraid, but he really caught her and touched her. She didn't disappear from his fingertips, he held her palm, and there was still a trace of pain that burned him from the sporadic flames that were about to jump out just now.

Pain! He felt the pain! It's true, it's true...... At this time, the tears could not be controlled anymore, and he put her hand on his face and rubbed it gently. It's her hand, it's her temperature, it's not a dream, it's real, it's real......

"Hmm......" Qianmo whimpered, his tears dripping down his white hands, but they burned into her heart.

The hand—slowly raised, the fingers trembling as they moved closer to his face, stopping when the fingertips were about to touch his. I hesitated for a long time, and I didn't stretch out a single point.

Suddenly, a large palm grabbed her hand, letting her palm touch his face.

"Hmm!" The hand startled, and the fingers almost jumped away, but the moment it touched the skin, it froze there.