But in a way, it is also restrictive for him.

Restrain him to do something else.

Including, private life, emotions, etc.

Therefore, such a man, once a girl likes it, I'm afraid it will be very bitter......

……

……

There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The sound of military boots stepping on them was unusually clear and calm.

Although Yuan Yue is in the army all the year round and doesn't go home much, there will always be a place for him here, and he will always be waiting for him to go home.

His room is on the third floor.

It is a suite, the decoration is low-key and simple, and the design of black, white and gray is a little colder.

And Angel's room is also on the third floor, and the corridor between the two of them ends at one end, without interfering with each other.

It's just that when going up the stairs and going up to the last floor, Yuan Yue just raised his foot, and he didn't know what he felt, and he was slightly stunned.

He looked up.

A girl was standing at the top of the stairs in slippers and was about to come down, her yellowed hair was slightly curly, her hair was shaggy, her two braids hung down on her shoulders, her eyes were big and soft, and her little face was big with a little red lips, which was very beautiful.

She, grown up.

From that weak little girl back then, she became a fresh and beautiful girl.

Angel didn't expect him to come up, standing at the top of the stairs, she was stunned for a while, as if she didn't know whether to come up or go down.

She was still holding a red bag in her hand, and her eyes were a little flustered.

It's just that the man at the bottom of the stairs, after seeing her, his expression was faint, he withdrew his gaze and continued to go upstairs, bowing his head slightly and saying nothing.

Angel: "......"

Seeing him go upstairs without saying a word, her eyes flickered slightly, and she unconsciously clenched the bag in her hand.

She also lowered her head, didn't speak, and went downstairs.

At this time.

One goes upstairs and one goes down.

The two men faced each other head-on.

Angel lowered her head and looked calm, but her slender eyelashes that were slightly agitated betrayed her.

She was still holding her breath, as if she was about to say something.

But when he lowered his head and didn't even give her a look, the bright color in Angel's eyes slowly dimmed.

It also made her seem to lose even the courage to speak to him.

So, one went upstairs and the other went downstairs, and she didn't say anything, even if it was - the moment they passed by.

Passing by, a second, two seconds later.

Her tense body seemed to loosen slightly, but obviously, it also became a little weaker.

As if a little annoyed.

Angel slowly stretched out her hand, and in her palm was a red lucky bag.

When I was down there before, I didn't muster up the courage, thinking that there might be too many people, but at this time—wasn't it just the two of them?

But......

"Angel."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind him.

Angel hurriedly turned around, "Ah, brother, brother......"

She turned around and looked at him at the top of the stairs below, and for a moment she was at a loss, and stood there dumbfounded, looking at him.

Yuan Yue stood on the stairs at a high place, his hands still in his camouflage trouser pockets, perhaps because of the backlight of the corridor, so it was impossible to see his facial expression at this time.

But I could hear the words that came out of his mouth clearly.

He asked, "What is in your hand?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Angel was stunned, and then looked down at her hand.

What was that, of course she knew...... It's just, it's just......