Deep love only for you

At this time, Han Xiaochi came over and frowned slightly: "Xiyan, how can I step on Yuchen brother?" Han Xiyan bit his lip: "brother, you always help others speak, and you don't hurt me."

Han Xiaochi naturally spoiled his sister. He went over, hooked Han Xiyan's shoulder and rubbed her hair: "stop it, be good."

Then he said to Fu Yuchen, "brother Yuchen, thank you today."

"Nothing." Fu Yuchen smiled: "take her back. You'd better accompany her on such occasions in the future."

"HMM." Han Xiaochi nodded and said goodbye to Fu Yuchen.

The little girl may suddenly feel that she has left. She may not see Fu Yuchen for a long time. She turns her head from Han Xiaochi's arm and looks at Fu Yuchen, which is quite flattering.

He waved to her and said nothing. Just then, Duman came out of the hall and came to him.

Han Xiyan's eyes stopped and saw that Fu Yuchen had left with Du Manman. He didn't say goodbye to her before he left.

Overhead, a gentle male voice sounded: "don't look, people are gone."

Han Xiyan was depressed and pushed Han Xiaochi.

He sighed, "I shouldn't agree with you to come to Ningcheng."

She was in a slight state of mind and looked up at her brother. Brother and sister are connected. It seems that although she didn't say anything, he knows everything.

But what can be done? Even if everyone says they are not suitable, she can't control her heart!

Han Xiyan whispered, "brother, I'll stay here with you during the summer vacation, okay?"

He looked down at her and said, "I hope you really left it for me."

*

This is Han Xiyan's first semester at Nanjing University. In order to make a good impression on her teachers, she attaches great importance to other courses in addition to her professional courses.

Therefore, in the days before the exam, she was almost buried in reading.

In mid July, Han Xiyan finally finished the last subject, and then she completely relaxed.

Because she liked those children when she was in the welfare home, she took the drawing board and bought some things to see the children that day.

Last time, the activities of their news society were very successful, especially the paintings painted by Han Xiyan. After the exhibition, it aroused great repercussions in the society, and the welfare home also received a lot of donations.

Therefore, the Dean specially used the funds to build a playground for the children and bought some musical instruments.

When Han Xiyan passed, many children were playing in the playground.

She went over to play with them for a while. A little girl argued that she wanted to play the electronic piano, but today's electronic piano teacher was not in. She was hesitating, and Han Xiyan offered herself.

Fu Yuchen came by himself today, because Du Manman has a concert tour recently and has left Ningcheng since last week.

Before he came in, he didn't say hello to the dean. However, the security guard at the door recognized him and told him that Xiaolu was in the playground.

He walked over and played with Xiao Lu for a while, when he heard the faint sound of a piano in the music room.

He has been here several times. The music teachers here have limited repertoire, almost the simplest grade examination music. However, the sound of the piano at the moment, he can hear, is the difficult Turkish March.

Fu Yuchen leads Xiaolu to the music room.

When the door of the room was open, he saw the sunlight pouring in along the window lattice. Under the light and shadow, the girl sat in front of the electronic piano and was playing seriously.

Her fingers are white and slender, flying on the keys, very skilled.

The corners of her lips rose slightly, and her smooth skin was plated with a layer of shallow gold by the sun. It seems that you can imagine that because she was young, there must be a layer of baby like fluff on her cheeks.

Around her, a group of children are carefully listening and gesticulating, their faces are full of smiles, and their eyes are full of worship.

Beside her, Xiao Lu shook Fu Yuchen's arm: "Uncle Fu, that sister plays better than our teacher!"

Fu Yuchen nodded and rubbed Xiaolu's hair: "well, you should practice well in the future."

Xiaolu nodded and continued to listen to Han Xiyan playing the piano.

Seeing that it was almost over, Fu Yuchen squatted down and whispered to the little girl, "Uncle Fu has something to do. You are obedient here. Uncle will come to see you another day."

Xiaolu is a little lost, but she is also a sensible child. She knows what to want and what not to want.

She nodded, "well, uncle Fu, I'll wait for you to come next time."

Fu Yuchen patted Xiaolu on the back, stood up and said goodbye to her.

The little girl watched Fu Yuchen leave, and then turned her eyes back to the music room.

At this time, Han Xiyan just finished playing. When he turned his head, he saw Xiaolu at the door and asked, "little sister, why don't you come in?"

Xiao Lu pointed out: "Uncle Fu has just left."

Han Xiyan was stunned: "has he been here?"

"Yes, he just heard his sister play the piano!" Xiaolu was envious and clapped her hands: "my sister plays very well!"

So he came and left when he saw her?

Han Xiyan's heart is filled with gloom. How much he doesn't want to be involved with her?

For a moment, I didn't seem to have the mind to play the piano. She took out the drawing board and said to the children, "how about I draw for you? The child is willing to be a model?"

At the end of the day, Han Xiyan drew pictures for many children. The children were enthusiastic. When the little girl who never spoke saw that everyone had them, she also looked at Han Xiyan with vigilant and expectant eyes. So she didn't leave the welfare home until evening.

When she came out, she didn't take a taxi, but walked on the streets in summer.

Thinking of the day, Han Xiyan still couldn't hide her loss. The thought of giving up surged up, but then it was pressed down again. She even thought, maybe it doesn't matter if he doesn't like her. It's enough to have her alone.

Anyway, she is still young. She still has a long time to wait until he notices her. If he really doesn't like it, if he gets married, then she will bury such a mood forever.

Walking, Han Xiyan's cell phone rang.

She looked down and saw that it was Han Xiaochi. She slipped and answered, "brother."

"Xiyan, why haven't you come home?" Han Xiaochi said: "I just came out of the company. I have an urgent business today. I have to go to Shanghai on business. I'm estimated to come back the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, brother, pay attention to safety all the way." Han Xiyan said.

"I don't trust you. Why haven't you come home? I asked my colleagues to pick you up." Han Xiaochi said.

Han Xiyan didn't want her brother to worry: "I'm almost home, don't pick me up."

"All right." Han Xiaochi told, "when you get home, report peace to me immediately. Be good at home these two days. Don't run around. Remember?"

"OK, don't worry, brother. I'll take care of myself."

After hanging up the phone, Han Xiyan was even more lost. When she got home, even her brother was not there. She was alone and missed her parents.

She sighed and continued to walk forward. However, her eyes inadvertently swept away, but she saw a familiar car.

Fu Yuchen's car has been refitted and the color is easy to recognize. Han Xiyan has sat several times and naturally knows it.

She looked at the license plate. The letter was the abbreviation of Fu Yuchen's Pinyin. It was his car.

However, there was a man dressed as a fool, holding a knife and going to row towards the car. On his left, several cars have been deeply marked.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Han Xiyan shouted loudly, which startled the man.

However, seeing that it was a little girl and there was no one around, the man was not afraid immediately. He took a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at Han Xiyan: "little girl, I'm very nosy?"

Han Xiyan was afraid after shouting. There was no one around. Fu Yuchen was obviously not in the car. If this person used force against her

So she forced herself to be calm, turned and left.

"I thought it was a little pepper, but it turned out to be a paper tiger!" the man ran after Han Xiyan and soon caught up with Han Xiyan. He grabbed her wrist: "you don't let me row the car, that's to let me row your face?"

He said, spitting out the smoke in his mouth. Because Han Xiyan was held by him, the smoke fell and fell on her shoulder.

In summer, she was wearing a suspender skirt. When she was so hot, she suddenly hurt. She screamed and struggled.

The man's hand was pulled up by her in the struggle. She bit it hard, and the smell of blood immediately filled her mouth.

The man felt pain, suddenly shook his hand and slapped her in the face.

She fell to the ground with his strength, and her palm rubbed the ground, which hurt a little.

The man was really cruel. He bent over and was about to grab her hair. At this time, a cold cry came: "let her go!"

Then, Han Xiyan felt a gust of wind passing by. Through her tears, she saw Fu Yuchen who had never been like this.

When he got into a fight, he greeted people exactly where they were deadly, unambiguously.

She was completely frightened and silly. She didn't react until the man on the ground was covered with blood. Afraid of causing human life, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull Fu Yuchen.

He was especially angry. He kicked the completely paralyzed man on the ground, and then stopped with gloomy eyes.

He turned his head and saw that half of Han Xiyan's small face was obviously larger than the other side. On his cheek, five fingerprints could not be clearer.

His anger surged up again. He went over and kicked the man several times.

After doing this, he looked down at her.

In front of the girl, her body was astringent and trembling. I don't know if she was too afraid and forgot to cry. There was fear in his big eyes, and looking at him made him think of small animals.

He walked over, pulled her into his arms and patted her on the back: "OK, it's safe."

For a moment, she was surrounded by a warm embrace. Her tears fell and wet his chest.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the blisters burning on her shoulder. His pupils narrowed slightly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm not going to the hospital." she grabbed his shirt, her fingers still shaking; "I'm going home."

"OK," he nodded, "then go home."