After listening to Lin Xin's words, Chi Ran became even more determined in his heart.

She does...... It should no longer live up to the beginning of the Qing Dynasty.

Only the beginning of the Qing Dynasty can bring her a new life.

Chi Ran sat alone in the café for a long time, and when she stood up and wanted to leave, she found that her feet were a little numb, so she propped her hands on the tabletop and slowed down for a while before she got better.

She walked out of the café and found the car changed and the Bentley parked.

She suddenly stopped, the rear door opened, Fu Sicheng got out of the car and walked to Chi Ran, stood in front of her, thin lips pursed slightly.

Fu Sicheng opened his palm towards her, and Ji Ran looked at his wide palm, but there was no response.

"The ground is slippery." Fu Si accepted an excuse.

Chi Ran's rejection of him, he saw in his eyes, he could no longer use forceful means to push her farther and farther.

Chi Ran stared at Fu Sicheng's palm and thought to herself, once upon a time, how she wished he could hold her hand all the time and not let go, but he not only let go, but also pushed her out with his own hands.

Now that he stretched out his hand again, she didn't want to.

Chi Ran bypassed Fu Sicheng and walked straight, Fu Sicheng's fingers were slightly bent, and finally clenched into a fist, and then reluctantly let go.

Fu Sicheng hugged Chi Ran from behind, and his voice was hoarse, "You haven't spoken a word to me for a whole week." ”

Ikezome stood still.

"You have to protest with me in this way?"

Chi Ran still didn't respond to Fu Sicheng, Fu Sicheng was silent for a long time, he came to Chi Ran, took her hand, and looked at her seriously: "I will definitely warm your heart again." ”

Chi Ran withdrew his hand from Fu Sicheng's palm, and Fu Sicheng held it again, "Compared to losing you, you don't talk to me, ignore me, and refuse to look at me, I can accept all of this." Ikezome, don't leave me, or I don't know what I'm going to do. ”

Fu Sicheng hugged Chi Ran into his arms, holding the back of her head with his palm, "I can promise you anything, I can satisfy you whatever you want, but you can't leave me." ”

Fu Sicheng emphasized again and again, and hugged Chi Ran very tightly.

Ji Ran didn't have any expression, listened quietly, and quietly ignored Fu Sicheng's words.

The snow was falling heavier, but Ikezome remembered the scene where she was building snow in the front yard before.

At that time, she and her mother stood next to her and shouted cheers, Dad and Qing Chu were competing to build a snowman, although the snowman built by Dad was very big, but it was very ugly, and the snowman built by Qing Chu was very cute, but it was very cute, and after building a snowman, she and her mother would vote.

She votes for Qing Chu every time, usually her mother will vote for her father, but this time Mom, Dad's snowman is too ugly, and she also likes Qing Chu's.

Dad was very jealous at the time, so Mom would "mutiny" and vote for Dad again, and Dad smiled.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, she taught her to build a snowman, and the two of them had a snowball fight.

Ikezome looked at the snow in front of him again, there was no snowman, no laughter, nothing was welcomed...

The sight in front of him was hazy, and Ikeran's tears flowed unconsciously.

She wanted to go back to the old days, and she wanted to think about it......

Fu Sicheng let go of Chi Ran, he saw that Chi Ran's tears were like pearls with broken threads, big drops fell, he reached out to wipe her tears, and there were tears on his fingertips.

The two stood in the snow, one weeping incessantly, and the other tirelessly wiping for her.

Both of them have wounds, one dares not touch and chooses to escape, and the other chooses to ignore and ignore automatically.

Such a wound can never be healed.