Drunk, her whole body was soft and weak, and she was pulled by him, and the mobile phone she was holding in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

She let out a low "ah" and wanted to bend down to pick it up, but he pulled it into his arms and hugged her tightly.

He sensed the doubts in her heart, wondering who he was, he hugged her arm and used force, hugged her deeper into his arms, and then buried his head in her neck, and his voice was a little choked: "It's me, I'm Su Zhinian, I'm here ......"

In her arms, when she heard the words "Su Zhinian", she was instantly stunned, and after a while, she asked slowly: "You say, who are you?" ”

"Su Zhinian, I said, I am Su Zhinian."

As if she didn't believe it, she put her head on his clothes, inhaled several hard breaths, and then she read her thoughts from the bottom of her heart: it was really the taste of Su Zhinian......

She blinked her eyes blankly, there was obviously joy shaking in her heart, and even her voice trembled: "Are you really Su Zhinian?" ”

"Yes, it's really me." Su Zhinian continued to reply without the slightest impatience.

"Are you really here?"

"Yes, I'm here."

As soon as Su Zhinian finished answering firmly, Song Qingchun suddenly cried out with "wow": "Why did you come, do you know, I've been waiting for you for a long time, a long time...... Why are you here......"

Su Zhinian listened to her accusation, buried his head deeper into her neck socket, and a tear stained her skin: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come so late, I'm sorry." ”

"Then you're here, will you leave?" She clutched his clothes tightly and asked pitifully.

He stiffened his arms around her, and when he sensed the panic in her heart, he pressed it to her ear and whispered assurances, "No, not leaving." ”

"Really? Are you really not leaving? ”

"Really." He replied without hesitation.

His apology and his assurances made her extra happy in her heart, but it also lifted out the grievances and sadness he had given her these days, her tears flowed even more violently, and even she stomped her feet in his arms: "Do you know, how much you hate it, since you have someone you like, why do you want to be good to me?" If you've been nice to me, why haven't you always been nice to me? You can't give me a lifetime, so why do you want to provoke me? Do you know that I really hate you, I hate your hot and cold...... How can you bully me like that? You big bastard, big badass......"

She seemed to be saying tongue twisters again, venting the sadness and depression in her heart.

He hugged her silently, letting her vent.

In the end, she lost her strength, and the scolding and complaining in her mouth gradually disappeared, leaving only the sobbing sound of nesting on his chest.

Her mood gradually stabilized, and she rubbed her tears and snot against his clothes, then slowly raised her hand and put her arms around his waist.

His body stiffened slightly, and he hugged her deeper into his arms.

The street lamp shone silently on the two people, and occasionally someone passing by on the side of the road would turn their heads to look twice.

He and she didn't seem to notice it, just like this on the street in late autumn, hugging each other as if no one was around.