Yan Haoxiang: Love comes slowly
  • "I hope you are safe and happy, not just on Christmas day."
  • -
  • Song Jin'an blushed slightly, apricot eyes looked at Yan Haoxiang and stammered,
  • songjinan
    songjinan
    "You... how can you do this?"
  • Yan Haoxiang raised his eyebrows and smiled softly when he heard the words,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "How am I?"
  • Song Jin'an lowered his eyes, as if licking the corners of his mouth shyly, and continued in a low voice,
  • songjinan
    songjinan
    "You are shameless."
  • Yan Haoxiang smiled shallowly, and the low laughter got into Song Jinan's ears, making her face a crimson again. Yan Haoxiang looked at her appearance and couldn't help thinking in his heart: His baby is too cute.
  • Yan Haoxiang propped his hands on both sides of Song Jinan, leaned over slightly to look at her, the heat of breathing lingered between the two, Song Jinan was stunned, his mind was only blank, and he would only stare blankly at Yan Haoxiang, his eyes were too affectionate,
  • Let Song Jinan think that they have returned to the past for a while.
  • But she had to tell herself clearly that they couldn't go back.
  • No matter what happens, they can't go back.
  • She lowered her eyes and licked her lips, a trace of loneliness and a little torn in her eyes, and finally pinched the sheet tightly and did not do anything.
  • Yan Haoxiang noticed her movements, approached her a little more, and opened his lips gently,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "I'm just shameless to you."
  • Hearing this, Song Jin'an suddenly suffocated his breath, and frowned very lightly, but Yan Haoxiang still caught this detail. He stretched out his hand and stroked her eyebrows, and the smile that rose from the corner of his mouth never disappeared.
  • It was the first time she had seen him laugh for so long.
  • Song Jinan squeezed the sheet tightly, dodging her gaze and daring not to look directly at Yan Haoxiang's eyes. She was afraid, really afraid, she was afraid to see Yan Haoxiang's loving eyes again, afraid that she would fall into Yan Haoxiang again. In the gentle whirlpool, I was afraid that I would be given hope by him again, and was sent to new despair by him fiercely.
  • She is even more afraid that their love will still be fruitless in the end.
  • Yan Haoxiang, let me go.
  • Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she finally lowered her head and stopped talking.
  • Seeing the action on his hand, Yan Haoxiang retracted his hand very slowly, and smiled calmly, but the loneliness in his eyes could not be hidden.
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Go to bed early."
  • He said.
  • Then he slowly turned around, walked to the door of the room step by step, pushed open the door, and then turned around and stood outside. The man was tall and straight, all covered in black under the light of the corridor, his hands hanging by his side, His eyes met with her in the air.
  • Song Jin'an's eyes suddenly stopped.
  • Speechless.
  • In a daze, she saw Yan Haoxiang close the door little by little, and then completely disappear from her sight.
  • She suddenly wanted to cry.
  • He lowered his eyebrows and stared blankly for a long, long time.
  • But ah Song Jinan, isn't that what you want?
  • He no longer takes revenge on you, he is willing to let you go, and then you are completely over.
  • There will be no intersection from now on.
  • Song Jinan raised his left hand and touched the place where Yan Haoxiang had stroked, and after a few seconds, he looked up at the door. There was the sound of the door twisting the lock open, and then the familiar tall and straight figure stood under the long lamp, with a shallow smile on his lips.
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to stay here with you. After all, it's Christmas, how can you be alone?"
  • He walked up to her a few steps, stretched out his right hand behind his back and placed it in front of her, then spread his palm, where there was a big rosy and beautiful apple, and he smiled,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Merry Christmas."
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "My present."
  • The last two words bite nostalgia incomparably.
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    Merry Christmas!!!
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    I tried my best!!
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    Ah, ah, someone really wants to hit me!!!
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    Know what I mean!!
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Merry Christmas