Until the moment when Yin Han picked up his schoolbag and was about to walk out the door, the little shadow behind him was still there.
Yin Han turned his head helplessly: "I have to go to work now, you go home."
As soon as Nan Sheng heard that he was leaving, he hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes, and came next to him: "I want to go with you, is that okay?"
Nan Sheng didn't want to go back, and there was no him at home.
"I'm going to work late."
If there is no rejection, then there is still a chance.
Nan Sheng tugged on his sleeves, her tone was a little softer than before, and she looked at him with bright eyes: "It's okay, I just want to be with you. I promise, I'm very good."
After he finished speaking, he shook Yin Han's sleeves.
"Um."
After saying that, Yin Han didn't look at her to open the door and go out.
Damn, she is so good, I really hope she can keep acting like a spoiled child with him.
After receiving Yin Han's consent, Nan Sheng jumped up and walked beside him.
As soon as she walked to the door, Nan Sheng seemed to remember something: "Wait a minute!" Then she turned back and took out a piece of clothing from the pair of bags she had just brought.
To be precise, it was a black down jacket. Nan Sheng walked up to Yin Han with it.
Today he was not wearing a school uniform. It was a very ordinary cotton coat, but in her opinion, it was also very thin.
"Yin Han, lower your head." This is what she saw in the mall. It is very similar to the one she is wearing now, one black and one white.
Yin Han glanced at the clothes in her hands and did not lower his head.
"Yin Han, do you really not want to wear it? The new clothes I bought for you, and look at it, does it look similar to the white down jacket I am wearing? A couple's outfit!" Nan Sheng looked at his expression, fearful Miss any information.
Sure enough, she raised her lips and smiled and said tentatively: "You really don't want to wear it? Well, you can't return it if you buy it. I'll go down and see who is short of clothes later, so I can give it to them, otherwise it will be a waste."
As he spoke, he was about to put away his clothes, but when he turned around, someone grabbed his hand.
"Yes, it's cold." Yin Han said extremely awkwardly. He looked at the girl and turned his head unnaturally, but he already lowered his head and bent over.
It's a sample. I obviously want to wear it, but I also deliberately pretend to be nonchalant.
After being dressed, Nan Sheng nodded with satisfaction. He was tall and wearing a long black down jacket. He had three-dimensional and cold facial features, slanting handsome eyebrows, and slender, sharp black eyes, which were thin and lightly pursed. Her lips, angular contours, tall and slender but not rough figure, she didn’t know what words to use to describe it, she only knew that he was so handsome!
He nodded with satisfaction, deliberately hooked the boy's finger and walked out, then secretly took out his mobile phone and took a photo.
This community is relatively old, and the stairs are smaller and steeper than ordinary ones.
Nan Sheng took this opportunity to hug Yin Han's arm tightly, since he wouldn't refuse anyway.
Suddenly, when I was going down the stairs, I met a middle-aged man with a bottle of beer in his hand and a black and red face. The man stumbled up.
After seeing Nan Sheng, his drunken eyes became a little more excited.
This naked gaze made Nan Sheng very uncomfortable. Just as he was about to call Yin Han, he pulled her into his arms and she lay on his chest.
Yin Han looked at the man with sharp eyes like an eagle, as cold as an animal, which made people shudder.
The man met Yin Han's eyes and suddenly trembled subconsciously, mad, isn't he just a brat? Why is this look like the King of Hell?
"This little girl is so pretty, I couldn't help but look at her twice." The man said this with a smile and continued to go upstairs.
It was only then that Nan Sheng raised her head from Yin Han's arms, but then she had reason to stick to Yin Han's body. It could be said that the boy's entire arms were in her arms.
After leaving this dilapidated community, Yin Han took Nan Sheng for a while, hailed a taxi and went to the restaurant where he worked.
Usually, he just walks directly and then takes the bus to the place. Taking the bus only costs 1 yuan, but he doesn't want the girl to squeeze into the bus with him.
Nan Sheng followed Yin Han to the restaurant where Su Chuanlin brought her to eat when she first arrived in Beicheng last time. Only now did she notice the name of this restaurant, Yuhe Cang. The name is quite good. It has high-end ingredients and is available from many places. gourmet food.
Yin Han took Nan Sheng to a seat close to the kitchen and the window: "You are here, I am right behind, you can't run around, wait for me."
"Okay!" Nan Sheng nodded obediently.
Yin Han felt relieved and went to the kitchen.
Nan Sheng sat alone at the dining table and looked at the street outside through the window. Even in the cold winter, there were still people coming and going outside.
After a while, she saw Yin Han walking up to her side carrying something and putting it down: "Eat, if you want to eat anything else, just order it."
Nan Sheng looked at it and saw a strawberry cake and tiramisu, a glass of red bean milk, and a small plate of strawberry fruit.
The desserts here, she noticed last time, were not cheap.
Nan Sheng subconsciously wanted to refuse. These were enough to equal Yin Han's salary for one day here.
"No! I'm not hungry. We just had dinner and I can't eat it anymore. Can you please return these?"
"No, I can't finish the food. Just pack it up later." After saying that, someone left.
His back showed a sense of anger and stubbornness.
Nan Sheng had no choice but to pick up the spoon. After taking a bite, he didn't know what he thought of, got up and left, and sat back down a few minutes later.
Then enjoy this dessert happily.
Yin Han ordered too much for her and she couldn't finish it. Then she rolled her eyes around the restaurant and quietly walked to the door of the kitchen. She secretly leaned on the edge of the door to look in.
The young man stood there, holding the cooking pot in one hand and operating the spatula with the other. He would lift the pot and stir-fry from time to time. It seemed like a simple action, but Nan Sheng knew how heavy it was. She didn't know before, but today she fried tomatoes. She discovered it when she was laying eggs.
Not to mention a young man who persisted for several hours.
Even in winter, the kitchen was terribly hot. The boy was wearing a short-sleeved white coat, and there seemed to be some sweat on his forehead. Maybe there were too many dishes, and the boy had no time or hands to take care of the sweat on his body. Let it flow.
Nan Sheng couldn't describe how she felt. The sourness in her heart made her ache, and then she walked back to her seat silently.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Nan Sheng gradually became sleepy. She had been sitting here for more than three hours, and she didn't take a nap this afternoon, so her eyelids had begun to fight.
"Leave." Yin Han didn't know when he appeared in front of her.
Nan Sheng, whose eyelids were still fighting just now, suddenly became more awake: "Yin Han!"
"Well, let's go back."
Nan Sheng stood up and directly touched his face and forehead. Well, the sweat had already dried.
Yin Han didn't know why.
"Are you tired?" Nan Sheng looked at him lovingly, with heartache in her eyes.
