Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Perhaps the sunset outside today is extraordinarily brilliant, like a rising orange head.

Or maybe the atmosphere at that time was just right, together with the refreshing floral fragrance in the air, it made people linger and nostalgic.

Or maybe it was because he had a twitch in his mind, he always felt that something was said, maybe it would reverse the situation and produce a chemical reaction.

So he said.

Hid that sentence for a long time-

"Yan Xiaonian, in fact, I have always liked you."

Speak up.

Yannian stopped watering the flowers in her hand and turned to look at him.

She was surprised but not so vigorous, perhaps because Ding Baoyi had vaccinated her before.

A distance of about one meter away, He Huaiguang shrugged his shoulders. Since he had spoken, it was not bad for the next sentence.

"...I have liked you since I was in junior high school, but I know that you are meaningless to me, so I pressed this feeling in my heart and didn't say it to you. By the way, do you still remember Jiang Ting? The senior who did your tuition."

Yannian thought about it.

A tall and thin but vague outline emerged in his mind.

Then he closed his eyelids lightly and said, "What happened to him?"

"he--"

He Huaiguang just said a word, and a cold "Niannian!" suddenly sounded at the door, blocking He Huaiguang's remaining words.

Between the lights and nights, Yannian saw Jiang Beiyuan approaching, a person who had resigned, his aura was still so strong, he wore a black shirt with two open buttons on the front of the placket, and the curve of the neck and the arc between the collarbone, Perfect without casting.

Yannian discovered that Jiang Beiyuan's collarbone was really beautiful and absolutely gorgeous.

Her collarbone is not as delicate and beautiful as his.

So, she wished that he would wear a turtleneck every day. No, it would be better to wear a mask and hide his face directly, so as not to be missed by the salivating little girl.

"Why are you here?"

Looking at Jiang Beiyuan standing in front of her, Yannian asked, she had completely ignored what He Huaiguang said just now, but her right eyelid kept blinking.

She persuaded, for fear of revealing any flaws, because she hadn't considered how to tell Jiang Beiyuan about reselling the flower shop.

"I went to the supermarket to buy some things and put them in the car to pick you up for dinner."

After Jiang Beiyuan explained the same sentence, his eyes fell on He Huaiguang.

The eyes are deep and sharp, and the eyebrows are cold.

Just like the glacier in Alaska, it makes people feel cold and terrified, and the eyebrows are a touch of determination.

"you like her?"

"..."

He Huaiguang pursed the corner of his mouth, and stared at the man in front of him in a daze.

This slender figure, with frosty eyebrows, overlapped perfectly with the rebellious figure in memory.

The man at that time raised his eyebrows at him with the same attitude, and his tone was also unbelievably cold:

"you like her?"

He Huaiguang stood silently.

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan in front of him, his thin lips moved again, his words faint.

"She treats you as a friend, but she is my wife now, so I don't want your words to burden her."

"She treats you as a friend, but she is my girlfriend now, so I don't want your words to bother her."

The two voices completely overlap, the clear voice is like wine that has been brewing for many years, and the curvature of the thin lips is surprisingly consistent!

He Huaiguang gasped, and couldn't say a word for a while!