Chapter Seventy-Nine: Hugs
Ding Xiaoran, and the man in a black down jacket next to her.
Seeing the man's side face, Xiao Luo's heart was stabbed hard.
It was the man who went on a blind date with Ding Xiaoran.
Complex emotions were like a thick fog in her heart, she blinked, a little unable to control her gaze, Ding Xiaoran held the man's arm in the square, his hand was raised very high, and he was taking a selfie, and both of them had bright smiles on their faces.
Especially the man, looking at Ding Xiaoran with a sideways smile on his face, the affection in his eyes was almost written on his face.
suddenly remembered the confident appearance of the man on the blind date, and he was strategizing in every word and deed, as if he had already seen through the future and their ending.
She didn't dare to look at Lu Hanchuan's expression at this time, but she couldn't help but be curious, her eyes swept over, fortunately, Lu Hanchuan was facing away from her, his back was straight, like a tree in the Gobi Desert, upright, stubborn, and lonely.
Another passer-by walked past her, the backpack brushed her shoulder, the scarf around her neck slipped off her shoulder, she raised her hand to arrange the scarf, and only then did she realize that her hands were shaking.
Her eyes were a little sour, and she covered her face, wanting to cry but couldn't hold back her tears.
She told herself that she wanted to let go of all the unhappy things in the past and be happy again, including Lu Hanchuan.
But...... Why did she feel so sad that she wanted to cry when she saw this scene?
With a heavy shoulder, followed by a warm breath belonging to men, Xiao Luo raised his head, and the range of movement was so large that the clothes on his shoulders almost fell off.
Yi Zeran held on to her clothes, and the arm on her shoulder took her to her.
Xiao Luo's eyes were red, and his dark eyes were staring at the man in front of him.
Yi Zeran lowered her head, her lips were pursed tightly, and her black eyes were like endless tunnels that sucked her in, then devoured and split......
Xiao Luo's heart began to beat wildly, as if it was being grabbed by a pair of big hands, beating chaotically and out of order.
She thought he would be angry, sneering, and even more likely to leave without saying a word.
But he didn't, and just quietly took her in his arms.
Xiao Luo moved, then quietly pressed against his chest.
The clean scent of his body in his nose, the sound of his steady and powerful heartbeat in his ears, and his hot body temperature, like a stove enveloping her.
She closed her eyes, and the heart that had just driven through the stormy waves found a harbor to perch in, and this feeling fascinated her, a bit like the broad shoulders of her father in memory, a little like her mother's warm embrace.
Or rather, it's a home away from home.
After a long time, she raised her head, facing his clear jawline, her lips were a little dry, and there was a slight tingling sensation in her skin as she spoke.
Yi Zeran lowered her head, and there was emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand.
She said: "Yi Zeran, do you know what love is? ”
It was the first time she had called his name so seriously, standing on an equal footing with him, asking questions that were exclusive to the sexes.
Yi Zeran looked at her, and the emotions in his eyes gradually collapsed.
He let go of his hand, took a step away, and looked up at Lu Hanchuan across the road.
Following his gaze, Lu Hanchuan was also looking in the direction where they were, while Ding Xiaoran and the man had disappeared.
"Love is a poison, a poison that makes people happy." Yi Zeran glanced at Lu Hanchuan deeply, and then turned his head to look at Xiao Luo, "It's like you know that Lu Hanchuan has a heart, and you will feel sorry for him again and again." ”
It's like I'm crazy with jealousy when I see you sad for other men, but I still have to be careful to comfort you.
Xiao Luo's pupils flickered, and a stunned expression flashed on her face, subconsciously, she wanted to deny it, but her lips opened, and the "no" was still not spoken.
Yi Zeran is right about one thing, her emotions will indeed be affected by Lu Hanchuan, but even she can't tell what it is for.
Yi Zeran did not continue the topic, his dark eyes stared silently at the rose held in the arms of the girl on the street, very bright, like a fire, silently burning somewhere in the heart.
It seemed that he couldn't eat today's meal, he subconsciously touched his pocket, only to find that his coat was draped on Xiao Luo's body.
"Are you cold?" Xiao Luo noticed his movements, and had already taken off his coat as he spoke.
Without waiting for Yi Zeran to stop her, she stood on tiptoe and draped her clothes over his shoulders.
Yi Zeran's body shook and didn't move, and when he lowered his eyes, his fair face was flushed, so tender that he wanted to lower his head and take a bite.
He looked at the men across the road with bad thoughts, Lu Hanchuan was still looking at them, his expression was serious, and there was a dark tide surging in his eyes.
There was a hint of easing from his terrible mood, and he raised his arm and slowly put on his clothes.
"Shall I invite you to dinner?"
In a deliberately flattering tone, Yi Zeran glanced at her cautious expression, and then stretched out a hand in front of her.
Xiao Luo was stunned, and looked like an ignorant child.
"Warm your hands."
Xiao Luo opened his mouth, and after a moment of surprise, he still put the frozen red palm into his palm.
Then Yi Zeran smiled, the smile was too gentle, the same as the hot temperature of his palm, penetrating the cold to the tip of his heart.
The two walked slowly side by side, and a girl selling flowers stopped them just a dozen meters away.
Very beautiful little girl, dressed in a pink down jacket, with a furry hat on her head, and half a basket of roses neatly arranged in a flower basket on her arm.
Without waiting for the little girl to speak crisply, Yi Zeran took out her wallet from her pocket.
Xiao Luo was a little flustered in his heart, and subconsciously stopped him.
Yi Zeran gave her a reassuring look, then opened her wallet and pulled out a few bills.
The little girl's eyes were bright at first, but she was a little flustered when she saw so much money, and the free hand shook it twice, and her tone was a little anxious: "If you don't need so much money, five yuan a flower." ”
Yi Zeran smiled very softly, and just stuffed all the money into her hands, "Sister likes roses very much, I'm afraid one is not enough, so can you sell me all the flowers?" ”
The little girl glanced at Xiao Luo timidly, then looked down at the banknote in her hand and nodded.
Xiao Luo pulled the corner of Yi Zeran's clothes, "It's not easy for me to take it if you buy so much." ”
The little girl spoke first: "It's okay, I'll tie it for you." ”
After saying that, the girl put down the basket in her hand, raised her arm and pulled off the red hat, and her soft hair was exposed to the cold wind.
Neither of them moved, quietly watching the little girl's methodical movements.
She reached behind her back with one hand and grabbed the braid at the back of her head, tearing off the red ribbon tied to the braid in the blink of an eye.
A large bouquet of roses was neatly folded into a bouquet by her, and then a crooked bow was tied with a red ribbon.
The girl's movements were very clumsy, and it took a lot of effort to make every step, but she didn't allow Xiao Luo to help, raised her head and said seriously: "Mom said that you have to complete your own things." ”