"Ling Han, do you still want to pretend?" He Yumo took a sip of the coffee in the cup and looked at Ling Han with a smile.

Ling Han was a little flustered, should this dead woman debunk him with a sharp shot? No, you can't let her get stuck.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ling Han's eyes looked out the window, trying his best to act as if nothing had happened.

He Yumo pursed her mouth, looked at Ling Han seriously, and said, "Why do you want to do this?" I know you still like me, don't you? "Tsk, it seems a little direct......

Ling Han pursed his lips, everything he had thought about before was all messed up the moment he saw this woman.

said that it was good to clear up the relationship and make her die, why can't she say it now?

Seeing Ling Han's hesitation, He Yumo leaned over, "Ling Han, you can't fool me." ”

"What about being responsible for me?" He Yumo's eyes burst out with a strange light, and he looked at Ling Han with a confident expression.

From the very beginning when they came in, she had already seen that Ling Han was doing it on purpose.

What is his girlfriend, there is no feeling of a couple at all, right?

Don't say it's a lie to her, even if you just pull a passer-by, you will feel that she and Ling Han are a couple, tsk.....

It's not that she's talking big, she has a factual basis, from the moment she entered the door to the present, Ling Han didn't dare to look into her eyes at all.

"Ling Han, are you pretending to be fake, okay?" He Yumo, who was speechless at Ling Han's silence, spit out this sentence uncontrollably.

The corners of Ling Han's mouth twitched a little, this dead woman, who gave her so much confidence?

"Ling Han, can we stop making trouble, it was my fault that day, can I apologize to you?" He Yumo scratched the back of her head, "Actually, I'm also self-defense, what if I anger those gangsters and you can't see me?" ”

The more He Yumo spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and I felt pity when I heard that voice.

Ling Han's eyes flashed with a touch of unbearability, his love made him almost lose her, what qualifications did he have to dare to continue to love her!

"Han, I've thought it through the past few days, and I feel like I'm hopelessly in love with you." He Yumo said it without reservation.

She has been snubbed by him for the past few days, and she found that he has become her habit and lingers.

Ling Han's pupils tightened, this was the most touching confession he had ever heard, although it was just a simple sentence.

"Hey! I'm coming. In the midst of her indecision, Chen Si came back from the bathroom, feeling that the atmosphere was even more depressing, and she wondered if it was the wrong time for her to come out again.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Ling Han got up, grabbed her hand, and gently hugged her thin waist.

The close distance made Chen Si's heart jump to his throat all of a sudden, what was he going to do?

Ling Han's eyes moved slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he still printed that red lip.

He Yumo's widening eyes instantly became hollow, and his half-up body sat down again, originally full of confidence, but now he was splashed from beginning to end by a basin of cold water.

She confessed with confidence, and was trampled by one of his actions.

He Yumo struggled to support her body, stood up, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly: "I wish you happiness." This time it was true, and she had no reason not to believe it.

She stubbornly stared at Ling Han's eyes, and finally ended it all with a decisive gaze......

When she got out of the café, she felt that the air instantly became unusually fresh, and her heart was still stuffy and a little painful.

She thought that after telling him, everything would be better, but she didn't expect everything to get worse.

"Forget it! Just do your best, maybe he really doesn't belong to himself. He Yumo pulled out a wry smile at herself.

Glancing at the café again, she left without any attachment.

She thought that if he wasn't what she wanted, she would have been able to turn around in style.

In the café, Ling Han immediately let go of Chen Si after seeing the figure disappear.

His heart was still imprinted with the decisive gaze she cast when she left, and he was a little afraid.

He was afraid that he would lose her forever, and he had already thought about protecting her silently, but he was afraid that she would not even give him this opportunity.

"Mr. Ling, is this really good?" Chen Si, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly asked.

Ling Han sat down in disappointment, unable to see what the expression was on his face, but Chen Si still twitched a little in his heart.

From the moment she turned around, the loss in Ling Han's eyes, how could she not see that Ling Han had a strong love for that woman?

They've known each other for five years, but he's never paid attention to himself, and that girl seems to have only recently appeared!

Is it really in response to that sentence, love knows no time, and it is never too late to meet the right person......

"I'll send you back!" After half a ring, Ling Han returned to his usual indifference and said lightly.

Without waiting for Chen Si to answer, he had already left the café, he was always so domineering, like an ancient emperor, a sentence could make a person's life and death order.

He Yumo walked on the street, the warm afternoon sun shone on his body, warm and comfortable.

At a casual glance, I saw a ragged old woman on the side of the road, staggering forward, groping for something in her hands, it seemed that her eyes were not very good!

The old man stopped at He Yumo's feet, and the old man's voice sounded: "Girl, can you lift your feet?" ”

Just when He Yumo was puzzled, she looked down and saw the grandmother's hand, reaching for the plastic bottle under her feet, and she realized that she was here to pick up the plastic bottle.

He Yumo immediately jumped up, bent down to pick up the plastic bottle, patted the dust on it, and then handed it to the grandmother.

"Thank you, girl! You're such a good, kind boy. The old grandmother's chaotic eyes looked at He Yumo without blinking, and said in a kind tone.

He Yumo stretched out her hand curiously and shook it in front of her eyes, only then did she confirm the doubt in her heart, she was really blind......

"Girl, my eyes have long since been blind." A smile curled into the corner of the old woman's mouth.

He Yumo had more doubts in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "Then how do you know that there is a plastic bottle under my feet?" ”

"Hehe, my eyes are not good, but my ears are smart!" When the old grandmother said this, the light smile on the corner of her mouth made He Yumo feel very warm.

"Aren't you afraid of getting lost?" He Yumo didn't know what was wrong with her, but she had a strong interest in a stranger she met on the road.

After the grandmother pinched the plastic bottle He Yumo handed over in her hand, she put it into the bag and replied casually: "If you go too much, the road will naturally be in your heart." ”

"Yes, the road is in my heart." He Yumo couldn't help but repeat the old grandmother's words with emotion.

The old woman's chaotic eyes blinked, but there was still endless darkness in front of her, and she groped her way to the stairs on the side of the road, and sat down naturally.

"Girl, do you have something on your mind?" The old grandmother turned her head and said to He Yumo.

He Yumo also followed, sitting on the stairs casually, as if he had forgotten that this was the street, and also forgot how much the clothes he was wearing cost Ling Han.

She just wants to think about nothing, ignore nothing, and return to the most primitive nature.

"Actually, seeing you like this, and living such an independent and strong life, I don't think anything I've encountered is a problem." He Yumo laughed dryly.

The old grandmother waved her hand, "Girl, if you don't say it, I know that at your age, the thing that troubles you the most is feelings!" ”

"Alas, old man, you can guess it!" He Yumo muttered in a low voice, and a trace of blush flew over her face unconsciously.

Could it be that her face has been written with the words "broken love"?

"I'm so old, and I'm from your age, how can I not understand?" The old woman said with a smile.

He Yumo sighed softly, lowered her head, stared at the fallen leaves on the ground, her heart was empty, but she didn't know what to think.

"At my age, I have long taken life and death very lightly, and one more day of life is a blessing from God. When I was young, I was also hurt, lost, and desperate for emotional matters, and in the end I didn't come to this point. The old woman said earnestly.

He Yumo nodded in agreement, yes, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be passed!

"I'm also downsized, in fact, it's myself who accompanies myself to the end in the end." The old grandmother patted He Yumo's arm and looked at her kindly: "So it's better to be kind to yourself." ”

"Mmmm, that's a good point, I know what to do." He Yumo replied with a smile.

Perhaps she had shifted her attention from Ling Han's body to something else.

As she has always firmly believed, living is not just about falling in love, she still has a lot of things that have not been completed, and her original dream, which has not yet been persevered, and she has no reason to stagnate.

"It's good to get it, I'm going to pick up the bottle, girl, remember to be kind to yourself." When the old grandmother left, she didn't forget to explain.

She has lived most of her life, and she has seen too many young girls, who do not hesitate to give up everything for the sake of emotional matters, and even end their lives, so she wants to do her part to enlighten herself, so she can do more!

"Thank you, I will love myself well." He Yumo smiled and beckoned to the old woman.

Seeing the rickety back gradually disappear into the crowd, she retracted her gaze and suddenly felt inexplicably better.

stood up, patted the numb buttocks of the sitting, and smiled.

She stretched out a hand above her head and looked up at the sun, which passed through her fingers and was mottled on her little fair face.

What is there for her to lose, at least she can still feel the brightness of the sun, the warmth of the sun, and the prosperity of the world.

Grandma lives in such a dark world, and her heart can be filled with sunshine, what reason does she have to be decadent?

Instantly full of strength, life is still so good, she is ready to go......