Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

In the square, many people were walking, with children, or couples, people walking together in twos and threes, the noise and laughter kept coming to my ears.

Qin Jing's hand was wrapped in Wen Jili's palm, she originally wanted to slap her >

The street lamps are slanted down, through the towering trees on the square, occasionally casting scattered light spots of stars, the breeze blows occasionally, and the leaves are rustling, it is so peaceful, so peaceful.

Along the way, the two walked away silently, and the noisy crowd was also thrown far behind by them. Finally, the two stopped in front of an artificial lake.

The man let go of Qin Jing's hand, and put his hands on the railing by the lake, looking at the lake in front of him, as if dazed. [

In the dim environment, Qin Jing couldn't see the man's expression very clearly. The man bent slightly, with one foot slightly bent, and the other standing straight, with a posture>

Such an environment made people want to go up and hug the man's slender waist, and Qin Jing did exactly that.

She leaned directly behind Wen Jili, put her hands around his waist, put her face on his back, closed her eyes, and felt the warmth from the man, and the familiar and yet breathy breath of the man. Nice fragrance.

Wen Jili in front was just a little startled, looking down at the woman's folded hands in front of his waist.

This hand is very thin and thin, the nails are neatly trimmed, and the ten fingers are tightly intertwined>

The man withdrew his gaze again and looked towards the lake. The two of them were peaceful and peaceful, but they didn't feel embarrassed at all.

The breeze blew past, wrinkling the water waves on the surface of a lake, and it seemed that it also wrinkled someone's calm and multi-faceted heart...

The man turned around abruptly, and Qin Jing, who had been holding the man's waist, embraced him instead. The man straightened the woman's somewhat messy hair, then teased it behind her ear, and asked softly.

"Qin Jing, do you want to cry?"

The woman shook her head, "I don't want to."

Not pretending to be strong, nor deliberately selling>

The man's hand patted Qin Jing's back lightly, and he seemed to sigh a little, "Don't be afraid, I will be with you in the future."

Don't be afraid, there will be me in the future.

Qin Jing, who had no intention of crying, suddenly burst into tears.

She has always been used to face alone, how many years and how many times she has been ridiculed, she can't remember, and she can't count. She didn't cry, and she won't cry.

When the man's familiar smell and his gentle voice came from the nose, tears could not stop streaming down.

For many years, no one has ever said a word to her, don't be afraid, there will be me in the future.

That means that someone will accompany you through the wind and rain in the future; someone will bear with you the pain in the future.

What should I do, I can't keep my heart...[

Qin Jing cried in Wen Jili's arms for a long time, did not let out any sobs, only shed tears silently, and the man didn't say anything, his warm palms brushed the woman's thin back over and over again.

After a long time, the woman broke away from the man's arms and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

Noticing that the man took out the handkerchief from his pocket and waving it in front of his eyes, Qin Jing was about to raise his hand to take it, but saw that the man had already gently wiped the water droplets on her eyelashes with the soft and warm handkerchief for her. .

The action seems to be full of pity.