Chapter 335: The Eyes Are the Most Expressive
Jiang Han's footsteps retreated suddenly, and his heart suddenly nagged, as if something was being forcibly peeled off, and he couldn't see or catch it.
The moment all the emotions came up, his eyes burned with anger, the anger of ignoring her rules, the anger of telling her to let go, and the anger when she was gentle with Jiang Yu, the feeling in his heart was just clear, and he was blocked back by her, with a sharp sword, and poked it fiercely in his heart.
For the first time, he stared at her eyes seriously, those eyes were the most beautiful, and after four years of "sharpening" her eyes could still remain clear, but she lacked the confidence and eagerness when chasing him in the past, and when facing him, she was indifferent without the slightest emotion, such as a person without feelings, yes, there was no emotion.
He hadn't even discovered before, whether a person loves or not, her eyes know the answer best and can express the most.
He was suddenly afraid to look into her eyes, afraid to see that indifferent emotion, and he didn't want to listen to her, not a word. Breathing the same air under the same sky as her, he would feel ...... Heart-wrenching, irrepressible ...... Pain!
He turned away in a panic, his messy steps faintly visible.
Night Chess stared at his back in amazement, until the sound of the car honking off sounded, and Night Chess suddenly collapsed on the ground.
She has been rehearsing the heartless words just now, and today she finally mustered up the courage to say it, is this a kind of ...... What about relief?
Xu is night chess is desperate, Jiang Han didn't come over the next day, and Ye Chengye didn't come over, after all, she is a child of the night family, and her current identity is so embarrassing, they should not let Ye Chengye contact her more.
In the summer, the sweltering night chess in the house was very irritable, and the night chess could only take a book to the bottom of the tree to read, but her heart was always empty, and many things made her feel confused, and she didn't read a word of what was written in the book.
Jiang Han is right, she is just a forgotten child with nothing, and Jiang Yu is the treasure in the palm of their family, what capital does she have to be worthy of Jiang Yu?
Even if Jiang Yu doesn't care and treats her well, what about her? What did she have to repay Jiang Yu?
Sometimes she would give up on herself, if she hadn't come back with the deputy housekeeper more than half a year ago, wouldn't she be so distressed?
She did the most ordinary job in that hotel, and as long as she could support herself with a meager income, she spent the rest of her life like that.
But this person, after being lonely for a long time, will fall into an inexplicable fear, longing for someone to bring light and warmth.
Night chess, who has not felt the warmth of home since the age of five, is the most eager for warmth, even if she has lived in the first ten years of life willfully and chicly, and everyone is envious of the glamorous and beautiful, it is just a layer of disguise under loneliness, but no one can read her loneliness.
Jiang Yu's appearance brought her the warmth she had been looking forward to for more than ten years, and she didn't want to let go as soon as she grabbed it.
She couldn't help but smile sadly, maybe the sun was too dazzling, the tears in her eyes were stimulated, she couldn't stop, she raised her hand and wiped it randomly, and the next moment there were bigger tears falling on the paper, she simply didn't care, let the tears flood.
"Night chess, why are you crying again?"