Surrounded by a large number of cries around them, many people recognized what kind of sacredness this was.

This person, I'm afraid everyone in the whole Cannes City knows it.

It's just that after four years of absence, everyone thought he was dead, and now he would appear here in such a way?

"Oh my God, the corpse!"

……

Su Qianci stared at him with both eyes, and his steps approached step by step.

The Li Sicheng in front of him is becoming more and more real, closer and closer, and more and more familiar.

Li Sicheng was holding a big bouquet of flowers, a pair of cold and sharp deep eyes, dark and vast as the polar night sky, so dazzling that she felt like she was in a dream.

Su Qianci suddenly didn't dare to go over, holding the flowers sent by those people with both hands, the tears contained in them fell, opened her mouth, and Su Qianci asked in a trembling voice: "Is it you?" ”

The voice was not loud, with a thick temptation, with a choked tremor, cautious, for fear that if the voice was loud, he would be broken as before.

He had appeared in front of her many times, but if she moved a little, or breathed a little heavily, he would be disillusioned.

No matter how she looked for her, he never showed up with her.

She's afraid, so afraid......

What if it's not true, what if it's just an illusion, just a fantasy on her part......

When Li Sicheng heard this, his eyes were bent, he held the flower in one hand, and opened his arms to her with the other hand, his voice was cold and gentle, with a softness that could not be dissolved, and he said, "I'm back." ”

It's him, it's him!

It's really him!

Su Qianci's hands shook, a large handful of lilies and other flowers in his hand all fell to the ground, and with a single step, Su Qianci rushed forward.

Long hair, fluttering from running.

The petite and light figure, under the exclamation of a large area of exclamations around him, hit the tall figure hard, and fiercely, Su Qianci reached out and hugged him.

Li Sicheng's body was as steady as Mount Tai, and he took her around and clamped her in his arms.

Su Qianci only felt that her waist was tight, and an indescribable wonderful feeling made her choke and cry.

Real touch, real temperature, real ......

"It's really you, it's really you......" Su Qianci buried it in his chest, and couldn't hold back and cry loudly, "Li Sicheng, you bastard!" With his hand on his waist, Su Qianci slapped his back hard, and opened his mouth to scold, "Bastard, brute, big bastard, white-eyed wolf!" ”

Li Si hugged her waist, feeling that she was really in his arms, and the indescribable satisfaction in his heart, at the same time, there was also a long-lost sense of happiness, which wrapped him thickly.

Kissing her hair lightly, Li Sicheng whispered: "It's me, it's all me." ”

Su Qianci's tears and snot were all wiped on his new clothes, and he cried unscrupulously, like a child who had been wronged, and suddenly saw an adult who could be relied on, this sense of happiness is self-evident.

Holding him steadily and refusing to let go, Su Qianci didn't dare to let go, holding him tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter......

The voices of the surrounding people, I don't know who started it, the voices of men and women were intertwined, and they sang loudly: "Finally waiting for you, fortunately I didn't give up, happiness came hard, so I will cherish it even more......"

"Mr. Li......"

"Hmm."

"Li Sicheng."

"Hmm."

"Husband."

"Hmm."

(Po Sing Shek Academy)