Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan pulled the door closed. Before closing the door, he heard a cry in the room. It was not a soft sob, nor a low sob, nor an intermittent cry, but a loud cry.

In his impression, it seemed that only when he was very young, he heard Shi Anuo cry like this.

It also seems that only children can cry so heartbreakingly and vent their dissatisfaction to the world.

She didn't cry all the time, it was how painful she would make such a mournful sound.

Shi Yuhan's handsome face was cold and pale, and a stream of heat overflowed in his chest, bursting open, and flowing slowly.

For some reason, his eyes became slightly hot and humid, and a bit tingling.

The heart is too, as if someone was holding a leather whip and was whipping one by one, and the pain was so hard that he couldn't suffocate.

Shi Yuhan stood still, did not close the door, did not move away, but did not turn around to enter.

He knows too well that if he enters by himself, what kind of huge waves will rise in the future, the long-awaited storm is coming!

So he can't help but hesitate.

The sound of the engine came from afar, Shi Yuhan's eyes sank, and his cold expressionless face instantly recovered, and he walked away.

Jin Lin came back and heard loud crying outside the door.

She was taken aback, and quickly opened the door, then she was horrified again, her face turned pale with fright, and she stood in situ at a loss.

I saw Song Qinghuan's slender figure kneeling on the ground, with his hands on the ground, crying with all his strength, as if the sky was about to fall, and the heart-piercing voice made people feel cold.

Jin Lin swallowed, and asked tremblingly, "You...what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Song Qinghuan ignored her, still crying, crying hysterically.

When she came back from nine deaths, she was frightened, but she kept holding back and pressed her heart down. She wanted to be happier, wanted to be warm from the cold, and wanted to forget the shadow that passed away with death. .

But in the end, Shi Yuhan not only did not comfort her, did not accompany her for a minute and a second, on the contrary, he hurt her again severely.

Her heart was torn apart, and those fears, grievances and pains swept through her like a tsunami. She was forced to the extreme and was about to collapse.

At an uncontrollable moment, it finally broke out.

"Oh, don't cry...Song Qinghuan, don't cry..." Jin Lin was at a loss, frowned and looked helpless.

She felt that she should ignore Song Qinghuan, but seeing her crying so sad, she also felt that she could not care about her. In case something happened to her, Shi Yuhan came back to find out, and could not push the responsibility to her.

But then again, is she crying like this because of Shi Yuhan?

Jin Lin sighed, took a few tissues, walked over to Song Qinghuan and handed it to Song Qinghuan: "Cry, cry, it's fine when you finish crying. I just need to trouble you to wipe it off. You cry so much that your tears and nose are stuck together. It's disgusting!"

She hardly knew why she was suddenly so kind, and she felt pity for her.

Song Qinghuan looked at her with red and swollen eyes, hissing and crying more fiercely.

She knew that Shi Yuhan heard her crying. As Jinlin who hated her, she would come forward to comfort her two when she saw her crying so sad. Why could he hate her so much that she was so bloodied that she would leave her without asking. go away.

In the end, Jin Lin was right, he was heartless!