"Don't come here!"

Her voice was sharp, as if it had come from the deepest part of her heart.

With a crying voice, it can be imagined that her tears have not stopped.

Distressed in his heart, even if Gu Yanshen heard her refusing to approach her, he still couldn't control his legs, he still walked towards her firmly, and at a distance of one step, he only heard the voice that was still sharp just now suddenly became very weak, as if begging, he said to him behind him: "Gu Yanshen...... Count me begging you...... Don't come, don't come! ”

'Gu Yanshen, count me begging you, don't come, don't ......

His Mrs. Gu said, beg him, don't go over.

Gu Yanshen's heart was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and his footsteps froze in place.

Only one step away, like the end of the world.

It's quiet, and the occasional car passes by and drives away quickly.

He stood there, his body still shrouded in the street lamp, and his whole person seemed to be surrounded by loneliness.

His Mrs. Gu squatted a step away from him, like a wounded little animal, holding herself tightly, her head buried deep in her knees, and her shoulders shrugged more and more.

He could hear heartbreaking whimpering whimpering from her knees, her crying breaking his heart.

The Adam's apple keeps rolling......

Such a cry......

It's so distressing.

……

Mu Wange didn't want to cry in front of Gu Yanshen, let alone cry in his arms.

She didn't want to depend on him, she didn't want to, she didn't want to.

She didn't want to owe him, she didn't want to owe, she didn't want to owe anything at all.

If she had just been in the car, and only softened it a little, she would have let her heart go, leaned into his arms, and found a temporary harbor where her tears could flow.

But what......

What about after crying?

What about after relying on it?

Gu Yanshen is not hers.

When grandma's surgery is over, they will be separated.

He didn't want that dependence, and she was trying hard to get rid of it.

But......

She's really sad......

She knew that the tears were useless, but she couldn't control them after being backlogged for too long, and the tears opened a floodgate, and she couldn't stop them.

……

On a cold winter night, a woman squatted on the side of the road, her body slender and tightly hugging herself, her shoulders swaying.

A man stood behind the woman, his tall figure enveloping her in his shadow, as if hugging her tightly from behind.

The clock is ticking......

The woman always maintains a squatting position......

The man also kept his last standing posture and did not move.

Until, the head of the woman squatting on the ground buried in her knees finally moved, and slowly lifted up.

As soon as she looked up, she saw a shadow, and the man held a handkerchief in his hand and handed it to her behind her. didn't reach out to take it, turned his back to Gu Yanshen, just took the paper in his pocket and wiped the tears and snot on his face.

He sniffed in, took a deep breath, and then stood up.

……

Because she had been squatting for too long, Mu Wange's legs were numb when she got up, and a sharp pain stabbed her, her body didn't stand firmly, and she almost fell.

The arm that had been stopped in mid-air pulled on her arm at the right time, buckled on it, and stabilized Mu Wange's body.

Mu Wange said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

I cried for too long, my voice was hoarse, and my voice was low. The eyes were swollen, so she didn't look at him all the time.

"No, you don't."

The same deep voice spoke in the night, and after seeing her stand firmly, her big hand was also withdrawn.

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