His intimate gesture made Ji Yi's fingertips tremble slightly, and he subconsciously lifted it up.

Before she could touch his body, the words he had just told her rang in her ears again, and her hand stopped in the void.

Although she didn't know what Han Zhihui said to him on the phone, she could see that he was very sad, and the reason why he hugged her like this was because he wanted to find someone to comfort her......

Ji Yi's fingertips bent and clenched into fists, as if he was struggling with something, and after a while, he finally hung back to his sides, not resisting his ambiguous hug.

As in her memory, her hair was still that sweet scent.

It's the sweet fragrance he has dreamed of countless times over the years.

For a moment, He Jichen was in a trance, thinking that this moment was an illusion.

He subconsciously pressed her back with the force of his fingertips, and the real and soft touch made him feel a lot more steady.

Unexpectedly, he still had the opportunity to hug her so truly and firmly in this life......

A powerful emotion swept over He Jichen's whole body in an instant, and there were countless hearts and contentments, he gently rubbed her hair with his cheeks, and then hugged her deeper and tighter in his arms.

The room was very quiet, and the quiet Ji Yi and He Jichen could hear each other's heartbeats and breathing.

Such a soft and delicate scene made He Jichen's heart, which had been aching after receiving Han Zhihui's call, gradually calmed down, he smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her, and began to seriously remember everything between himself and her.

He always thought that he loved her, until tonight, after he received a call from Han Zhihui and felt such piercing pain and remorse, he knew that he was not in love with her in the past, but liked.

Only if you like it, will you love and kill each other, will you be unwilling, will you think about asking for something in return when you pay, will you hurt yourself a thousand times, think about her and make her hurt, and he will make her hurt.

Only if you like it, will you have such childish and extreme thoughts.

True love is not like this.

True love will not be like liking, thinking about each other and thinking about yourself at the same time.

True love is that as long as she is good, he is good.

It's a pity that he was confused for too long and understood too late, causing her to suffer so many grievances and suffer so much.

Thinking about it, He Jichen couldn't help but gradually tighten the strength of his arms, and his posture was reverently as if he had never owned her.

I'm sorry, Ji Yi, I know too late about deep love.

I'm sorry, Sister Coke, I said I would protect you well, but in the end I hurt you the hardest.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, on the road of your growth, in the journey of forcing you to mature, I have also given you such a heavy injury.

The two of them didn't know how long they hugged each other quietly like this, until Ji Yi's legs were sore, and he couldn't help but lift his feet and move slightly, and He Jichen, who was holding her motionless, slowly removed his head from her hair.

His palm, resting on her back, continued to stay for a moment, and then slowly released the strength of his fingertips with a thick reluctance, and gradually withdrew his arm from her back.

When his hand completely left her body, He Jichen took a step back, widening the distance between the two people.