Qian Jiao reached out in a panic and hugged his neck, raised her eyes to meet his eyes, and heard his deep voice coming from her thin lips.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Jiao saw the nervousness and worry in his eyes, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved in his heart, and his bright eyes instantly filled with a hazy mist.

She wanted to say, since you have someone you like, what do you mean by treating me like this?

But she couldn't say these words.

Finally, he pursed his lips, turned his face, and said sullenly: "I'm tired and want to rest." ”

When Nan Fan heard this, the light in his eyes dissipated, leaving only a deep dark light.

He sighed in his heart, gently put the person on the quilt, turned back to the fire in silence, and when he looked back at Qian Jiao, she had already turned sideways and turned her back to him.

Nan Fan's heart suddenly sullen, as if he was blocked by something, turned his head to look at the flames burning in the fire, picked up the leftover snake soup that Qian Jiao had drunk before, and drank it in a big gulp.

Qian Jiao was lying on her side with her back to Nan Fan, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep, but all the pictures about Nan Fan, good and bad, turned in her mind like a marquee, making her eyes sour, and tears couldn't help but overflow and slide down the corners of her closed eyes.

When she felt someone sitting down next to her, there was a low and gentle sigh, Qian Jiao turned her head violently, and her eyes that were still with tears just crashed into Nanfan's deep and loving dark eyes.

She quickly turned her head and reached out to wipe her tears indiscriminately, trying to hide the traces of her crying.

Nan Fan looked at her and only felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Jiaojiao, I don't know how to appease you."

Nan Fan's voice was dark and hoarse, and the unconcealable depression made Qian Jiao's heart tremble, and the hand that wiped her tears also paused.

Nan Fan seemed to have guessed that she would not answer, paused for a moment, and continued to whisper in a deep voice: "But don't worry, I will definitely not let you have any trouble." ”

As he spoke, his sexy thin lips pursed.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued: "I don't blame you for liking others, after all...... I haven't been with you for the past two years. ”

When Qian Jiao heard this, her teardropping eyes paused for a moment, and she couldn't reply to Nanfan's words for a while, he, what was he talking about?

I don't understand it.

She was stunned, but Nanfan's low and lonely voice continued.

"If you really like him, I'm ...... Just quit. ”

The last two words came out of Nan Fan's thin lips, and his voice was so low that it was like a sigh, and Qian Jiao clearly heard the sadness and gloom in the words.

She turned her head blankly, looking at Nanfan's dark eyes, deep as the sea, dark as a pool, and looking into it, the thick sadness in it seemed to drown.

Qian Jiao's heart trembled violently, her lips opened slightly, and then she blurted out two words with a confused tone.

"What?"

Nan Fan met her confused eyes, and a touch of calmness suddenly flashed in her deep eyes.

I said, I ...... Let go. ”

If that's what she wants, he'll let it go.

No matter how uncomfortable he is, as long as he ...... She's good.

Nan Fan's hidden hand clenched into a fist and slowly released it, with a doting smile in his eyes.

It's just that there is some astringency and helpless sadness hidden in the smile.

Qian Jiao's long eyelashes trembled, and a crystal teardrop hung on her eyelashes, trembling and trembling, and did not fall.

It's like her heart, as if a corner is suddenly missing, and that corner is still hard to dig out, and it hurts after all.

And this hurt emotion made her thinking sluggish, and her heart fell on Nanfan's last sentence of 'I let go'.

It turned out that he wanted to tell her in person that he had let go.

Qian Jiao's heart was sullenly painful, her eyes were sour, and she seemed to have tears about to rush out.

She stubbornly turned her head, not wanting Nan Fan to see her crying.

But obviously she already knew, but now that Nan Fan said it herself, how could she be so sad? How can you still not control your emotions?

Although Qian Jiao had turned her head in time, Nan Fan still caught the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes the moment she turned her head.

His heart ached violently, only struggling slightly for a moment, and the city defense that he had worked hard to build in his heart just now immediately shattered in Qian Jiao's tears, and then collapsed.

It was like the fierce beast that lived in his heart, and it had rushed out at this moment, and broke out of Nanfan's chest uncontrollably.

No, no, no, he doesn't want to let go, why should he let go? He never wants to let go.

He stretched out his hand violently and pulled Qian Jiao, who had turned around, into his solid embrace, his eyes were like torches, and his voice was low.

With the helplessness of gritting his teeth, he said hoarsely: "Jiaojiao, you are really a ruthless person, I won't let go, I will never let go, you obviously said that you would wait for me to come back, you clearly said ......"

How can she talk without words, she is really a ruthless woman.

He doesn't let go, even if she really likes that person, he won't let go.

Qian Jiao was startled by Nan Fan's sudden move, and was a little suffocated by his tightly wrapped arms, and forgot to cry for a while.

When she understood what Nan Fan said, the whole person was stunned all of a sudden.

So much so that she didn't hear a word of Nan Fan's words.

kept echoing in my mind, Nanfan's sentence 'I won't let go, I will never let go'......

Until the head leaned over at the neck, the rapid breathing that fell on her neck socket, and the man's low, beautiful and hoarse voice, fell into her ears one by one.

Qian Jiaocai seemed to have finally come back to her senses and understood the meaning of Nanfan's words.

He...... Don't want to let go again?

There is a corner in my heart that seems to shine into a ray of sunshine.

His mind suddenly became a lot clearer, and a few words that Nan Fan said earlier suddenly sounded in his mind.

'I don't blame you for liking someone else, after all...... I haven't been with you for the past two years. ’

'If you really like him, I'...... Just quit. ’

Qian Jiao couldn't help frowning slightly, as if a voice was telling her in her heart, it seemed that there were some misunderstandings she didn't know.

She suddenly remembered what Nan Fan said when she bandaged her wounds for the first time that day on the big boat, 'You care so much about him?' Do you care so much that you don't care about your leg injury, even if you may become disabled, you don't want me to bandage you? ’

She was also puzzled at the time, but she didn't have time to think about it later.

But now it seems that what is the situation of him that Nan Fan has been emphasizing, and who is he?

Qian Jiaohu looked up at Nan Fan suspiciously, just in time to meet his resolute and gloomy eyes.

Although there was a deep sadness, she clearly saw the firmness from there.

Determined the seriousness in Nanfan's tone, Qian Jiao's long thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and only then asked tentatively: "What did you just say?" ”