Chapter 4 The Man Who Secretly Missed His Life
The familiar figure, exuding a youthful and energetic temperament, and a handsome face covered with fine beads of sweat, walked towards her like that.
When Song Yan saw Ye Jue, her eyes were covered with tears.
It's him......
How did he come here.
Song Yan stumbled to her feet, even though her body was in pain at this time, she still ran towards Ye Jue desperately.
"Plop!"
"Yan'er." Song Yan's foot stepped into the pit and fell uncontrollably.
Ye Jue ran quickly in distress, helped Song Yan who was lying on the ground up, and then hugged him in his arms, with anxiety in his voice: "Yan'er, Yan'er, it's okay, I'm here." ”
The mellow voice brushed close to Song Yan's ears, and the feelings that Song Yan had accumulated for many years were brought out at once, she spread out her hands and hugged Ye Jue tightly, choked up, and spit out two words with difficulty: "Ye, Jue!" ”
Ye Jue, she's back!
She has to protect herself and be his bride!
Song Yan's tears flowed down like the floodwater that opened the floodgates, soaking through the short-sleeved shirt on Ye Jue's body.
Her hands grabbed his hot arm and she didn't dare to let go for a moment, she was afraid that as soon as she let go of him, everything would disappear.
Just then, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Song Yan heard Ye Jue call her, and was protected by him in the blink of an eye, and when she looked up ahead, she saw that the beggar man was kicked away by Ye Jue.
Ye Jue roared: "Get out!" ”
The beggar man rolled around the mountain path with his stomach in his arms, and finally stopped when he was blocked by a tree.
Seeing Ye Jue's violent, he didn't dare to rush in Song Yan's direction, got up, and ran away as if fleeing.
Ye Jue's eyes were like fierce beasts, staring coldly and bloodthirstily at the beggar man who ran away, the hands on his side clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands raised hideous lines.
For a moment, even Song Yan was frightened, as if he was possessed by death, and he could bring back the beggar man who had just left and kill him at any time.
Song Yan looked at Ye Jue's back in a daze, he was a soldier, his muscles were strong and powerful, his skin was healthy wheat, he was one meter eight or nine tall, his shoulders were wide and his back was straight.
This man, whom she had secretly missed for a lifetime, was standing in front of her alive at the moment, and Song Yan's heart was twisted together, painful and sour...... At the same time, it is overflowing with rich sweetness.
She took a step forward and used her bruised right hand to wrap Ye Jue's clenched fist.
The back of his fist was hot.
Her hand was so small that she couldn't wrap Ye Jue's fist, but when her hand held his fist, Ye Jue's five fingers subconsciously let go, and she held Song Yan's hand, turned around to look at her, raised her other hand to clasp her head, pressed her into her arms, and her voice trembled slightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can touch your finger." ”
Song Yan was stunned, forgetting the pain on her body, and was moved by his words and hot embrace.
She looked up at him with those tearful eyes.
In her previous life, such a thing happened to her, Ye Jue was not in Songjia Village at all, and he went to the field with the large army.
How could it be here now!
When Song Yan was in a daze, her body was suddenly picked up by Ye Jue, she subconsciously hugged Ye Jue's neck with both hands, and suddenly blurted out a sentence in her heart: "Ye Jue, why are you here, ...... just now"