Jian Fan broke free from Han Cong's arms and looked at the light from the window of the computer room building, "I want to go back." ”

Han Cong's heart tightened, I was hiding my thoughts, and Jian Fan seemed to be hiding my thoughts, "Jian Fan, why are you so preoccupied, do you have anything to tell me?"

Jian Fan avoided Han Cong's eyes, I never lied to you, and now I don't want to hide it from you. Jian Fan's pink lips opened slightly, and his voice was so weak that he could almost only hear it, "The people in the house suddenly liked the scenery outside. ”

No matter how weak his voice was, Han Cong could hear it very clearly. Looking at Jian Fan's sideways face and lowered eyelashes, Han Cong suddenly felt nervous, and just now he found that Jian Fan's expression was not right when he looked at Jiang Shuai. But, Jian Fan, even if you tell me explicitly that you are leaving, I will not let you go.

Han Cong stretched out his hand and pressed Jian Fan's shoulder, "Jian Fan, can you look at me?" The people in the house will be attracted by the scenery outside, and they will be attracted by countless beautiful scenery in their lives. But it's just attraction, understand?"

"Hmm. Jian Fan bit his lip.

"The scenery outside will also change, just as the budding of spring, the warmth of summer, the ripeness of autumn, and the coldness of winter. When the seasons change, we will be reluctant to leave the scenery. Only the house is the place that carries love. ”

"Is that really the case?" Since Jian Fan learned the news that Jiang Shuai had a girlfriend, his feelings for Jiang Shuai have changed, and he has become more attached and reluctant. Jian Mao also hopes that someone can give a reasonable explanation for this feeling.

Han Cong leaned over and pressed his forehead against Jian Fan's forehead, "Believe what I say." ”

"Hmm. "Is it just because Jiang Shuai is leaving that I have a reluctant feeling for him?

"Little girl, take it easy, okay. I don't blame you, I blame me, if I spend more time with you, you won't have time for anything else, right?"

"Hmm. Jian Fan believed that what Han Cong said was correct, and his heart was no longer entangled. My feelings for Jiang Shuai are normal, and I didn't fall in love with him. I just couldn't bear to let him go.

Han Cong gently lifted Jian Fan's face, "Can't I live without you in my house?"

Looking at Han Cong's eager gaze, Jian Fan pursed his lips and avoided shyly.

Han Cong's lips had already followed. It fell on Jian Fan's forehead, eyebrows, eyes, red face, and sweet and soft pink lips. Jian Fan's heart melted instantly, no matter how much I complained about Han Cong, my love for him did not change.

Han Cong hugged Jian Fan tightly, "I shouldn't have neglected you." It's all my fault that I gave you the opportunity to think cranky. Will you forgive me?"

"Hmm. ”

Han Cong's mobile phone rang harshly, Han Cong glanced at the phone number, it was Yan Min's phone, hesitated for a moment to connect the phone, "I'll call you later", and then hung up the phone.

Han Cong continued to hold Jian Fan in his arms, "Jian Fan, are you in a better mood now?"

"Hmm. ”

"How many princesses in fairy tales know?"

Jian Fan didn't know why Han Cong asked this question, but he still counted it carefully with his fingers. "Princess Pea, Snow White, Princess Ariel, Princess Auror"

Han Cong looked at Jian Fan and counted seriously, completely putting aside the unhappiness just now, and was moved. Jiang Shuai is right, Jian Fan is the best to coax. Jian Fan's mind is too simple, this simplicity is not the usual sense of simplicity, she has keen insight, has the ability to rigorously analyze logic, she just doesn't like to complicate things, she would rather believe that everything is beautiful.

"Have you finished counting?" Han Cong scratched Jian Fan's nose.

"I'm done. ”

"There must be one of the few. ”

"Which one?" Jian Fan looked at Han Cong suspiciously.

"And a princess. ”

"How I don't know. ”

"Right next to me, no matter what I said just now. It's just 'mmmmmmmmmm ”

"Hee-hee. You talk nonsense. ”

Han Cong hugged Jian Fan, "Mm-hmm, princess is the worst." Don't scare me anymore, I don't want anyone else to trick Princess Uh-huh. ”

"Hmm. ”。

"Look, yes. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

Yan Min's call came in again, there must be something urgent, Han Cong put Jian Fan down and hurriedly answered. "Okay. I can finish it tomorrow by 10 a.m., and it's okay to meet them at noon. ”

After Han Cong finished talking on the phone, his heart was full of contradictions. Just now, I have decided not to let Jian Fan go alone. However, tomorrow is Jian Fan's birthday, but he has to go to discuss the plan with the customer, and he will miss the appointment with Jian Mao again.

Jian Fan was very embarrassed when he saw Han Cong, "I happen to have something tomorrow, you don't have to worry about me." We'll get back in touch when you're done. ”

Han Cong asked, pretending to blame, "I said that I would accompany you for your birthday, why did you arrange other things?"

"Because I'm mad at you, I thought you didn't care about me, so I don't care about you too?"

"Who doesn't care about you anymore. Han Cong pinched Jian Fan's tender little face.

"You and Yan Min set up a company, and you still hide it from me, you just don't care about me, I'm angry. Jian Fan looked aggrieved.

"Jian Fan, you know everything?" Han Cong immediately panicked and wanted to explain, "I, the reason is this. ”

Jian Fan saw Han Cong's frowning slightly, and wanted to say goodbye, not wanting to persecute Han Cong anymore, "I know you're afraid that I'm making trouble unreasonably, I'm afraid that I won't agree, and I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you, right?"

"Jian Fan, I didn't discuss such a big matter with you, I know I was wrong. This matter weighed on my heart, and I couldn't hold it anymore. I'm afraid you'll be angry, I'm afraid you'll ignore me. ”

"It's good to know that it's wrong, I forgive you. Don't hide anything from me in the future. Jian Fan punched and kicked Han Cong, but every contact was a drop in the water.

"You actually beat me, this is domestic violence. Han Cong smiled and hid.

"Hee-hee. I'm tired, so I'm not going to fight today. I'm going back. ”

"I'll send you. Han Cong didn't expect that the matter that he had been anxious about for nearly a month would be solved so easily, and he was relaxed.

"You still have a plan to write, I'll go back myself. ”

"Jian Fan, you will always come first in my heart. The plan can not be written" Han Cong took Jian Fan's hand and walked outside the school.

"Lie to me again, I don't want you to complain about me affecting your work in the future. Haha, you can just put me in a taxi. When I get to the dormitory, I'll text you. Jian Fan tiptoed and touched Han Cong's face, "However, the plan can't be written too late." ”

"Okay, here's the car. ”

Han Cong sent Jian Fan into the taxi, and watched the taxi go away with great affection, before turning around and walking into the school gate.

Jian Fan returned to the dormitory and sent a text message to Han Cong to report his safety. Sitting on the sofa, he watched with a smile as He Aiyi tried on the newly bought clothes one by one.

"Jian Fan, there are many brands of clothes on sale today, it's a pity that you don't go. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Jian Fan, I was still restless in the morning, but now I am almost smiling like a flower. ”

"Hee-hee. Jian Fan covered his face, I thought I was really in love with Jiang Shuai, it was too shameful to empathize so easily. Fortunately, Han Cong solved all my doubts. (To be continued.) )