Happiness came too suddenly, and Mu Danchen froze in place with his arms outstretched.

After being stunned for a long time, he suppressed the excitement in his heart like waking up from a dream, and pulled his open arms inward, wanting to hug the petite her in his arms.

But the moment he was about to hug her, he paused his arms in the air again.

He really wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, but he was afraid that he was suspected of taking advantage of others.

Clenching his fists, he fought the fiercest self-fight in his heart, and in the end, he still lowered his arms.

looked down at her who was crying like a tearful child on his chest, and his heart was uncomfortably clenched.

Pursing his lips, he swore in his heart that if they could really get together in the future, he would never let her cry again.

Just because of her crying, his heart was like a knife.

Unable to bear the pain in his heart any longer, he finally stretched out his arms and pulled her closer into his arms.

"Cry, cry well, just cry out."

Since he met her, he has seen all the incomparably strong side of her, but he can't see the fragile side of her hidden in the bottom of his heart.

So with such a her, it is easy for people to classify her into the ranks of strong women and women, but as everyone knows, her pretending to be strong armor can only make her more tired.

She didn't make timely adjustments and vents, so that the pain hidden in her heart accumulated more and more, and only now on the verge of collapse can she completely release these negative emotions.

And in this total release of hers, fortunately he is.

In the darkness, Roy's pain was completely released, and the sobbing gradually turned into a low whimper.

Mu Danchen grabbed the placket of the clothes he had been holding on to tighter, and he half-wrapped the petite woman in his arms under his coat, blocking out the cold wind that whistled through her one after another.

It was late at night, and the wind was stronger.

"I'm sorry... Thank you. ”

Wiping away tears, Luo Yi's obviously unsteady breath voice came out of his arms. She has cried long enough, so long that her previous brightness has become dull, and for a long time, she has gone through a phoenix pannia and has broken out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

Her sudden excuse of thanks and thank you made the tacit Mu Danchen understand what she was referring to.

"It doesn't matter, whenever you want, my arms will lend you."

There was a slightly mischievous tone in the sincerity, which made Luo Yi sneer and burst into his first smile of the night.

His good intentions, she understood.

"Your clothes... I'm all wet, I'll wash it for you. ”

The plain white hand caressed the light blue sweater on his chest, leaving an obvious water stain on it.

"No need."

Rejecting her guilt, he took her shoulder and proposed:

"Tired? Let's sit down. ”

His legs were a little numb from standing still for a long time, and she must not be much better.

"Hmm."

My legs did feel tingling, and even a little stiff.

Careful to let her lean lightly on the railing, Mu Danchen leaned over to blow away the dust from the steps, he helped her to sit down, and then sat down beside her.

"Luo Luo, are you feeling better?"

Raising his hand to naturally brush away the few strands of hair that fluttered lightly on her cheeks, his watery eyes overflowing with tenderness in the darkness.

"Much better."

With a sniff, she lowered her legs.

"Luo Luo, whether you are happy or unhappy in the future, I welcome you to come to me and spit out this trash can."

He is her exclusive trash can, the trash can for emotional venting.

"Heh, thank you."

Opened his second smile of the night to him again, and there was a murmuring warm current in Luo Yi's heart.

"By the way, Luo Luo, how long are you going back?"

There are only 4 short days left before the day of the competition, and although "Huiying" has completed all its adjustments and modifications today, after all, this competition is related to her future, so it is better to be careful and cautious.

"Two days."

Going back for two days was her original plan.

Of course, she knew the urgency of time at the moment, but she couldn't ignore her instincts, which were never wrong, and gave her a strong premonition.

She hoped that it was really just her heart.

Two days... Mu Danchen pondered carefully in his heart.

"Then you be careful on the road, I will do my best to do the company's affairs, and you don't have to worry."

He will be her strong backing.

Raising the corners of his lips, Mu Danchen held her soft and boneless little hand, letting the warmth in his hand wrap the coldness of her hand.

"Well, I believe you."

Not withdrawing her hand back, she let his warmth iron her heart.

Invisible feelings quietly surged in the bleak night, and the dense and long love threads tightly surrounded them.

"Muzi."

Looking at him, her eyes twinkled with starlight.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

He replied softly, and he looked at her.

"I want to know, what do you like about me?"

She suddenly wondered what he liked about her.

"As long as it's you, I like everything."

Like a person, you will like all she (him) has.

"If I... Do you want to give me a clear answer? ”

Staring at her crystal clear eyes, Mu Danchen slowly turned around, wrapped her two small hands into his warm big hands, and said in a low voice:

"I like you, everything you have is the reason why I like you, and among the countless reasons, the first thing that attracts me is your initial melancholy eyes."

Holding her hands tightly, the affection in his eyes gradually spread:

"The first time I saw you, I saw the melancholy in your eyes, and I immediately had a very persistent feeling, I like you, I want to give you the happiness you want. I want to replace the melancholy in your eyes with my full happiness. ”

Raising her hands to her lips, he gently branded a kiss that revealed his true feelings, and continued to dissect his heart, showing her the most sincere love in his heart.

"Lolo, you may not imagine how lucky I felt at that moment, because in the middle of this vast sea of people, I finally met you, my girl."

The cry that seems to come from the depths of the soul, like the rib that has been lost for thousands of years, finally returns to the emptiness that is omnipresent at all times.

"What if... What if I'm not as good as you think? ”

The hurt caused by that past relationship still haunts her to this day.

Wasn't she so compatible with him at that time? But why, in the end, did he say that she was too cold and not warm enough?

The painful past has invisibly become a knot in her heart.

"I said I liked anything as long as it was you."

Whether you're good or bad, whether you're perfect or not, as long as it's you.

Is it? Can she choose to believe it again?