Yin Han looked at the silent girl walking in front of him, kicking the pebbles on the roadside from time to time, his little head hanging down, revealing that he was very unhappy.
He didn't understand for a moment why the girl suddenly acted like this.
When she asked herself if she was tired just now, he saw her distress, so he said she was not tired, and everything was fine except for the hot spots.
However, after he finished speaking, the girl had nothing more to say, and that was it after she came out.
Yin Han walked to her side in two or three steps, but still didn't respond and didn't come up to hold her hand. He was a little disappointed.
"Shengsheng?" Yin Han called out cautiously.
"Huh?" Nan Sheng didn't look up.
"What's wrong with you? Are you angry? I know my working hours are a bit long. I originally planned to leave early, but I didn't expect there were too many customers, so I kept you waiting for a long time."
Yin Han saw that she had already fallen asleep waiting for him, so he guessed this was the reason.
Nan Sheng paused when she heard his anxious and uneasy tone. This was the longest sentence he had said to her since she came to Beicheng, but he thought she was angry, and she felt even worse.
"It's okay, I'm not angry. Don't you still have a part-time job? Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
Nan Sheng smiled faintly and tried to control his emotions.
Yin Han didn't expect that the girl would continue to accompany him to work, so he stopped and pursed his lips: "No, I'll take you back first."
"No, you promised me before you came out that you would like me to accompany you. You can't go back on your word now. I am willing even if it is very late." Nan Sheng did not act coquettishly this time, nor did he have a soft tone, nor was he gentle.
Yin Han only knew that he was very tough and she had to go.
"I won't go, I won't go."
He stood up straight, his voice was dry and hoarse, and he looked at her without knowing what he was thinking.
"Okay, let's go back."
After Nan Sheng finished speaking, she walked in front, and Yin Han followed her two steps behind.
Looking at the thin and slender little figure under the moonlight, she seemed particularly lonely under the light, and who could detect the forbearance and love in the young man's eyes?
Yin Han walked as slowly as Nan Sheng walked. He didn't take a taxi because the restaurant was not far from where Nan Sheng lived, just twenty minutes' walk.
Nan Sheng looked at the road ahead and paid attention to the footsteps behind her. She suddenly didn't know how to face him.
Thinking of her attitude just now, she was afraid that the boy would think too much, and her expression was uneasy when she spoke. Just when she was about to turn around and explain, her body suddenly felt light.
Nan Sheng's eyes widened in shock, and in a blink of an eye, she was already being held in Yin Han's arms. It was the princess.
He lowered his head. Under the cool moonlight, Nan Sheng could not see his expression clearly.
"You're just sick and haven't had a good rest today. I'll carry you away." Then he thought of something and licked his lower lip slightly: "Is that okay?"
She was originally in a complicated mood and suddenly wanted to laugh. She hugged him and asked him if it was OK when he was in his arms.
Nan Sheng didn't speak, but put his hands around his neck and put his face close to his chest.
Seeing her actions, Yin Han took steps forward.
"Yin Han, are you tired?" Nan Sheng believed in her weight. After all, the boy had just finished work. She was a little worried, but she didn't want to come down. His arms were so warm and his breath smelled so good.
After he left the Nan family in the last life, she had not been hugged by anyone, neither her father nor the big dog.
Because in her previous life, she always wanted Yin Han to hug her. Even after she got engaged to Lu Zhicheng, she never let him hug her.
"You're not tired, you're light."
After ten minutes of walking, Yin Han could still walk freely while holding her in his arms, not breathing at all.
Nan Sheng just looked at his angular chin. If she looked carefully, she saw that he had a thin beard. She reached out and touched it.
"Shengsheng..." Yin Han froze.
Nan Sheng smiled evilly, hugged her tightly, raised her head, and kissed her.
"Brother Han, I like you so much!"
Nan Sheng had said this sentence many times. In her last life, she did not admit her feelings for him deep down in her heart, so she never said it to him until her death.
In his previous life, he didn't even dare to touch her tombstone.
It was like this again. Even though it was not the first time for a secret kiss, Yin Han's heart was still throbbing. He suddenly quickened his pace and walked downstairs to Yi Nian's apartment in a short time.
Yin Han put the person down.
The two people just stared at each other without speaking.
"Yin Han, I wasn't angry just now. I just feel sorry for you and hate myself at the same time. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this now. And I got your forgiveness without paying any price. You are so good. So good that I dare not face you.
And everything I said about liking you was not to tease you, nor was it a joke, nor was it because of guilt. During the time you left, although I hid it from everyone that I didn’t care about you, and erased everything about you, But only I know the thoughts in my heart that I dare not admit..."
Nan Sheng explained to him word for word, and she saw that the young man's deep and gloomy eyes were slowly filled with a thin layer of smoke, making them blurry and bright, shining.
He suddenly evoked a smile, charming, deep and beautiful.
In fact, he also wanted to ask, what about Lu Zhicheng? He was never angry with her, he just wondered why she believed him instead of me?
After all, he still didn’t ask.
"Shengsheng, have you ever thought that if you hadn't brought 8-year-old Yin Han home, he would have ceased to exist in this world."
Yin Han is serious. The 8-year-old Yin Han has no desire to live at all.
Nan Sheng was startled, and the heartache spread densely in her heart, like a vine, tightly binding her heart, even breathing hurt. In her previous life, her youth died in front of the cold tombstone because of her. In this life, she There is no repeating the mistakes of the past.
She almost choked with tears and said: "Hug..." and then opened her hands.
This time Yin Han did not hesitate and held the person in his arms: "Okay, hug."
Maybe it was because Nan Sheng slept very soundly tonight, and she also dreamed about what happened after she brought Yin Han home. He was so obedient and listened to her in everything... As she fell asleep, her lips showed a sweet smile. smile.
But the person downstairs who had left early was still standing in the moonlight, looking at a certain window, his eyes full of stars, his hands in his pockets, his back leaning against the tree, murmuring, and a tear falling from the corner of his eye uncontrollably: "Good boy, don't leave me behind this time, otherwise... I really can't control myself... and drag you to hell..."
Because you will never know how much I love you.
