Lin Siwan wanted to pack up her clothes and some daily necessities, and to live in a different environment. Familiar things would give her a sense of security.
She and Cai Xukun are separated by a 38th line. They can communicate across the 38th line, but they cannot make an appointment. Such a transparent and safe feeling is the balance point of their relationship.
She was wearing a beige cotton dress, and it was about to enter winter. In the blink of an eye, she blew away the hot and dry summer without saving a bit.
The wind was so cold that she quickened her pace and stuffed her hand into her pocket again.
The address should not be exposed, and it should be safe to go back this time.
A cold sweat broke out in his palm, and Lin Siwan did not dare to delay, rejected the driver, and went upstairs by himself.
linsiwan"I'll call you up to help when I'm done."
The driver nodded. He was a very simple and honest-looking uncle. He looked very simple, and he was very different from a always shrewd businessperson.
She had already bought this house and had no intention of selling it. She herself did not lack the million or so, but it was just a string of numbers, and it was not even as hot as the house gave her.
There, she spent some time with her few friends, the system and Zhang Zhenyuan.
Although the scars from the last memory were too painful, at least staying could make her feel the joy and happiness she used to have, and the feeling of not being alone.
For her, the pain and happiness obtained are wealth, at least not the feeling of despair, which is better than anything else.
She walked upstairs with her head down, touching her cool ears, thinking that she would turn out the woolen hat and take it with her after a while.
zhangzhenyuan"Elder sister."
This familiar and unfamiliar call in his life, this word of reunion after a long separation, this familiar and trembling sound, Lin Siwan inexplicably thought of the beads that hit the ground, and the domino that suddenly fell on the domino.
She stopped, took a step back subconsciously, and ran back. Without even raising her head, she knew who was in front of her.
They are too familiar.
She was too familiar with Zhang Zhenyuan's voice.
zhangzhenyuan"Elder sister!"
There were rapid footsteps behind her, and the sound of her own rapid breathing echoed in her mind. Lin Siwan even felt like the world was spinning for a moment.
zhangzhenyuan"Are you alright, Sister Huanwan?"
He hurriedly supported Lin Siwan, who almost fell, and saw her pale face. Her hair was tied up casually in the morning, and the scattered broken hair, matched with her pale face, looked extremely anxious.
Zhang Zhenyuan suddenly realized that Lin Siwan was shaking slightly, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to look at him.
She seemed to say something, but Zhang Zhenyuan couldn't hear it, because her voice was too low, so she got close to listen, and then looked at Lin Siwan's mouth shape, and could barely distinguish a few words.
She suddenly shouted, pushed Zhang Zhenyuan away, and was rushed to the opposite wall, sliding down against the wall, as if those movements had exhausted all her strength.
Stop taking pictures, don't lie to me...
Lin Siwan wrote full of resistance.
She loved hugging and interacting with people, but... the last time she went to hug Zhang Zhenyuan...
No... don't come any closer...
