Deep love only for you

His voice was very calm, the expression on his face was almost sharp, and his naturally smiling eyes were dark and deep, which she had never seen before. Han Xiyan looked at Fu Yuchen for several seconds across the water at the bottom of his eyes. In such a suffocating space, it was like a drowning man who couldn't find a driftwood.

At this time, her mobile phone rang a wechat reminder in time, breaking the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

She suddenly straightened up, hurriedly touched her mobile phone, and then smiled at him: "sorry to interrupt."

With that, the mobile phone was touched, and the album in his hand had slipped to the floor.

She picked it up in a hurry without looking at it. She put the album on his bedside table, opened the door and ran out quickly.

The girl's urgent voice came from outside the open door, gradually moving away until it disappeared. When the door was closed, everything was quiet again.

Fu Yuchen turned his eyes and saw that there was water on the photo album on the bedside table.

He stared for a few seconds, turned to open the quilt and lay down as if he didn't see anything.

At this time, there was a sound outside. Not long ago, there were footsteps from far to near.

"Yuchen." but it was the voice of mother Qiao youyou: "I just saw a girl running out of our house crying. I asked her. She didn't look up. Did you know her?"

"Well." Fu Yuchen rubbed his eyebrows: "I'm not familiar. Don't ask. I won't come in the future."

Joe youYou can almost guess what happened, but even if she wants to intervene in her son's emotional affairs, she can't find the direction at all.

So, she nodded, "deal with it yourself. Don't make other girls sad."

"I see." Fu Yuchen said, "Mom, I'm a little sleepy and need to sleep. Please help me pull the door."

Joe youyou left the room and brought the door. In the room, the light darkened again, and Fu Yuchen closed his eyes.

After that, he really hasn't seen Han Xiyan for a long time. Gradually, with his busy work, he almost forgot her in the corner of memory.

It suddenly happened that it was early summer. Han Xiyan's brother and sister received Fu Yubing's wedding invitation because of their parents' relationship.

On the same day, Han Xiaochi came back from the company and said to his sister with an invitation: "sister Yu Bing's wedding is on the 14th of this month. Shall we go together?"

Han Xiyan is drawing at the moment. When he hears Han Xiaochi's words, the nib is a little hard, and the strength is not consistent with the previous writing method.

She raised her eyes: "brother, we happen to have a club competition on the 14th. It's estimated that we can't go."

Han Xiaochi naturally had some doubts. He sat down, took a sip from his water cup and looked at Han Xiyan inquisitively: "what happened between you and brother Yuchen?"

"Ah?" Han Xiyan blinked, with a playful look at the bottom of her eyes: "nothing! Brother, why do you say that?"

"In the past, as long as I mentioned him and his family, your eyes lit up. But in the past two months, you never took the initiative to mention him. Now you say you don't have time for his sister's wedding." Han Xiaochi locked Han Xiyan's eyes: "Xiyan, what are you hiding from?"

"Brother, you have to change your profession to be a criminal policeman!" Han Xiyan shrugged: "it's all right. It's really important for the activities of the society! Besides, we don't know people very well, we've only seen them several times. We don't have to go to weddings. It's good if we have you as our representative!"

She seemed to say it naturally. Although Han Xiaochi didn't eliminate his doubts, he couldn't find another breakthrough.

So he went over and rubbed Han Xiyan's hair: "OK, I'll be the plenipotentiary that day. Xiyan, brother Yuchen is much older than you, and your experience is different, so it's not suitable. However, the family doesn't object to your falling in love. If your school classmates have good character, you can also observe and weigh more."

"OK, I see. If my father is not here, is he really like a father?" Han Xiyan pushed Han Xiaochi: "I have to draw. This manuscript is very important."

"OK, you know how to behave." Han Xiaochi said, taking the invitation back to his room.

When his footsteps disappeared, Han Xiyan looked up.

She bit her pen and looked into the distance, slightly distracted.

Yes, she's avoiding him. Or she wanted to see how long it would take her to get rid of that feeling in her heart.

Unfortunately, after two months, this feeling did not disappear at all, but intensified.

She was a little depressed, but more cheerful. It turns out that she really likes someone. It turns out that she really likes someone.

She gave herself three months. If she couldn't forget it for three months, she would try again.

However, less than three months later, she met him in an unexpected situation.

Before that, she joined the school news club. The vice president of the club is a senior sister of the journalism department, named Xia Junlan.

Because Han Xiyan likes painting since she was a child. Over the years, she has a solid foundation. Therefore, she is responsible for almost all the layout and illustrations of the press briefing issued by the club.

This weekend, Xia Junlan organized a welfare club activity and invited Han Xiyan as a painter in advance.

The welfare society is a child care center, which has autistic children, some abused children and orphans who are not adopted.

Han Xiyan's job is to paint from life. Because some children are very afraid of the lens, it is best to record some moments in the way of painting and display them at a later painting exhibition to appeal to the society to care for these children who lack a sense of security.

Xia Junlan, Han Xiyan and others came to the welfare home early in the morning.

President Lin and Xia Junlan, who were in charge of the reception, knew each other very well. When they saw them coming, they warmly welcomed them in and said, "Jun Lan, little tiger, they heard yesterday that you were coming today. They were excited and couldn't sleep at night. Or did I say they wouldn't let you come if I didn't sleep again?"

Xia Junlan couldn't help laughing: "do they get up now?"

President Lin nodded: "just got up and was having dinner. I'll take you there."

She walked in front and Xia Junlan was behind. She stopped by to tell Han Xiyan and other students that Xiaohu was a child who had been traumatized. When she first saw him, she was very defensive and came more and more. The children gradually became friendly. Let's not get too close to the children at the beginning, and then communicate when they slowly accept it.

When they walked into the canteen, they saw the children sitting on their seats to eat from a distance.

Some can eat by themselves, and some are held and fed by the aunt of the welfare home.

Han Xiyan came to such an institution for the first time. Suddenly, she only felt a kind of sadness and depression in her heart.

She grew up in a healthy family. Her parents loved her and her brother loved her very much. It can be said that she had hardly encountered any setbacks since she was young.

If you want to say, the only time I liked Fu Yuchen was rejected by him face to face.

Now, when I see the vigilant eyes of some children and some children have been eating alone silently since they appeared. They haven't even raised their head, I suddenly feel that she should do more for them.

She found a place to sit down, took out the drawing board and began to draw.

First of all, the painting is a whole picture, that kind of silent and depressed atmosphere, and the defense naturally exuded by the children because of their lack of security.

Han Xiyan raised her eyes and looked around from time to time as she painted. But when the eyes turned, I saw a familiar face.

The little girl looks six or seven years old. Unlike some children, her eyes are much clearer and can communicate with the children around her.

Her face was beautiful and clever. She was the one Fu Yuchen met in the restaurant that day.

Originally, the little girl was sent to this welfare home? What a coincidence.

Han Xiyan took a deep breath and continued to draw. At this time, President Lin's mobile phone rang.

Because the hall was quite quiet, Han Xiyan heard it vaguely. President Lin smiled and said, "OK, come here. Xiao Lu is also having breakfast..."

She didn't care. She just thought that maybe another volunteer came, so she paid more attention to painting.

Until the sound of footsteps sounded outside, then there was the enthusiastic voice of President Lin, and the backward breathing voice of fellow students.

Han Xiyan raised her eyes and saw Fu Yuchen and Du Manman walking side by side in the early morning sun.

Today, he is wearing a light T-shirt with slim jeans and sneakers. He looks clean and sunny, just like a college student.

In particular, jeans are dark, looking at the two long legs slender and straight, very eye-catching.

Next to him, Du Manman is also dressed very casually. He has a T-shirt and nine point trousers. His exposed ankles are white and delicate. He wears flat canvas shoes on the soles of his feet. Walking next to Fu Yuchen, he feels the most cute height difference.

Du Manman is a regular guest of the entertainment version. Especially after Jane Shanshan faded out of the entertainment circle, many good resources fell on her. Therefore, none of Han Xiyan's classmates didn't know her.

"God, it's Duman!"

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet her! Is that her boyfriend next to her? So handsome!"

"It seems so. It should be the one in the previous photo. I'm more handsome than the photo!"

In the whispered discussion, Fu Yuchen and Du Manman have come to the dean. Just after they asked about Xiao Lu, the little girl has put down her chopsticks and ran towards them happily.

"Aunt Manman! Uncle Fu!" the little girl's voice was very clear and clearly spread to everyone present.

Han Xiyan hurriedly withdrew her eyes and continued to draw.

Fu Yuchen had already bent over to hold Xiaolu up, looked at the college students in the other corner of the hall and asked casually, "Dean Lin, are they college student volunteers?"

"HMM." President Lin nodded: "they are all students of Ningda News Club. They come to report today..."

At this time, Xia Junlan saw Fu Yuchen, so she got up and said to him, "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect to see you here!"

Fu Yuchen also smiled. He was searching Xia Junlan's name in his memory and found that a group of college students were looking at him, except the one sitting in the corner, who was buried in painting as if he were very serious.