Xiao Yang blinked, and he also felt quite mysterious.

"Han Shao, you read that right."

That's indeed a gentleman, I guess he was possessed by something, right?

"Let's take a look."

Han Zhiyun got up and walked towards the courtyard.

Song Xingran and Lu Qingchen walked to the garden behind, and she realized that she was still holding Lu Qingchen's hand.

His hands are beautiful and warm.

She was reluctant to let go at all.

Suddenly, the man's deep voice sounded: "Enough? ”

Song Xingran was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and smiled at him innocently.

"You wait for me."

The little girl turned and ran to the other side.

Lu Qingchen stood in place, and after a while, he heard a bang.

A bunch of fireworks explodes in the air.

Illuminates the night sky.

Lu Qingchen raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him, his body slightly stunned.

Song Xingran trotted back to him and said loudly, "Look, fireworks." ”

Lu Qingchen looked sideways at her bright smiling face.

What a child.

"Lu Qingchen, you are usually so busy, you must not have let off fireworks, right?"

"No, I guess I haven't even looked at the fireworks carefully."

Her soft voice reached his ears, and there was a hint of certainty in her tone.

Lu Qingchen's thin lips pursed slightly, she was right, he really didn't have time to look at these things.

But he saw it once.

At that time, my father was still alive, and during the Chinese New Year, my father deliberately set off fireworks in order to make my mother happy.

He didn't want to think about that scene now, and there was no need for it.

That disgusting woman is not worth recalling.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xingran suddenly shook his arm, pointed to the sky and said, "Look! ”

Lu Qingchen looked in the direction she pointed.

Once again, a bunch of fireworks exploded in the air.

Those tiny sparks make up a few words.

I like you.

"Lu Qingchen, this is what I want to say to you."

"And then?" Lu Qingchen's expression was waveless, and his deep eyes seemed to be blended in with the night.

Colorful fireworks kept blooming in the air, and Song Xingran said with a smile: "Now even God knows that I like you, so don't worry, I won't pay the bill." ”

The man's eyes sank a little more, and he raised his eyes to look at the sky.

The little girl's voice continued to ring in her ears: "But you have to give me a chance, otherwise, others will say that you bullied the little girl." ”

I don't know if Song Xingran's words please the man, or if Lu Qingchen thinks this fireworks are good-looking.

The corners of his mouth went up, hooking up an extremely shallow amplitude. It's fleeting.

Seeing him laughing, Song Xingran was completely stunned.

Lu Qingchen actually laughed?!

He smiled.

Although it was only for a moment, Song Xingran felt that it was worth it.

This man is really good-looking.

Does this mean that she is one step closer to success?

Fireworks burst into the sky with a bang and were brilliant and colorful.

A little starlight reflected on Lu Qingchen's originally cold and hard face, adding a touch of softness.

Song Xingran plucked up his courage and took out the pink erotic book in his pocket.

She tugged at his sleeve, and Lu Qingchen looked down at her.

"You've seen my fireworks, so take this too."

"This is a gift with fireworks."

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the things in her hand, and said with thin lips: "What if I refuse?" ”

Hearing him say this, the little face that was so flamboyant just now suddenly collapsed.

She hung her head and looked sad.

"Oh~"

She replied with a wilt.

Particularly unhappy.

Look, look, people don't like you, they don't like you, and no matter how much you do, it's useless!

Just like Han Zhiyun said, Lu Qingchen and her are not in the same world.

looked at the little girl who was a little shorter than herself, her head drooping, and the pink envelope in her hand was pinched and deformed.

The mood is very low.

Lu Qingchen's heart softened.

"Since you don't want it, then ......"

Before Song Xingran's words were finished, the things in his hand were pinched by Lu Qingchen.

She looked at him in surprise, stunned.

Like ...... I don't know how to react.

The brain crashes at this moment.

"Let go." His voice was low and melodious, and his tone was strong.

Song Xingran let go of his hand.

The corners of the mouth slowly rise.

"You're so nice." The little girl's crunchy voice sounded, and she praised it without hesitation.

A helpless smile crossed Lu Qingchen's eyes.

Where the hell did she see that he was okay?

The man ignored her, took what he was holding, and turned to walk into the house.

Song Xingran stood in place, the cold wind hit, and she shrunk her neck.

said loudly: "Lu Qingchen, whoever received my love letter is my person." ”

Lu Qingchen's footsteps paused, and at this second, he had an urge to throw the things in his hand out.

He glanced at the pink thing in his hand with some disgust......

Never mind.

Han Zhiyun and Xiao Yang stood in the corner and witnessed all this.

Looking at the love letter in his brother's hand, the whole person is not good.

How could his brother receive Song Xingran's love letters,!

That's a little kid.

But Han Zhiyun had to admit it.

He lost.

-

Lu Qingchen looked at the fireworks in the sky, and the girl next to him seemed to be the same as five years ago.

She didn't know that before he met her, he had only seen fireworks once when he was a child.

Only one day could he see the happy smiles on his family's faces.

The same as the one on her face.

He didn't know when he fell in love with her, at least at that time, his heart was warm.

Lu Qingchen took the girl beside him into his arms.

Whispered in her ear, "Want to see the love letters you wrote?" ”

Song Xingran: "......"

In a word, Song Xingran couldn't help but feel cold.

Her Love Letters...... At that time, I was not officially eighteen years old, and I wrote some non-mainstream jokes on the Internet.

There are one or two sentences written by myself, and they are super sensual.

Now I'm going to let her see it...... That's a shame.

"No, I refuse."

"Keep it for yourself and watch it slowly."

Lu Qingchen looked at her embarrassed appearance and couldn't help laughing.

The man chuckled under his breath, and his handsome face became more and more charming and handsome.

Song Xingran looked at him, and began to commit nymphomaniac like before.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of what Ning Tongxi told her that night.

"Lu Qingchen did suffer from autism, and you brought him out. But after you broke up with him, he fell into that abyss again and his condition worsened. Psychological problems appeared one by one, and they pierced his body like thorns, torturing him to a bloody pulp. His mental condition is very unstable, even more terrible than what you see now. ”

"Song Xingran, only you can save him."

"How can I save it?"

"Open his knots one by one, give him a sense of security, and let him open his heart to the outside world."

"That'...... Will he be okay? ”

"If it's not going to be good, are you afraid?"

"He is my Lu Qingchen, why should I be afraid?"

Don't be afraid, even in the dark abyss, I will bring the dawn to your eyes.

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It's been too long to write later in this chapter, and emotional dramas are actually much more difficult to write than abuse scum or something.

If you like to watch women chasing men, don't worry, with the healing function of the heroine, memories are still interspersed from time to time.

Good night everyone.

(End of chapter)