The surrounding scenery is very blurred, but the light is very good. There is a little red in gold, which is a warm tone. Han Sicheng was a little green in front of her, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, and stretched out a beautiful hand like a jade shoot to her. Ye Qingxia is very happy. She reaches out to hold his hand, but she can't hold it. He was getting farther and farther away from her, and the smile in his eyebrows gradually turned cold. Then he turned and strode away... "Han Sicheng! Han Sicheng! " Ye Qingxia cried and shouted behind him. She tried her best to chase him, but he left without looking back. She cried and shouted, chased him all the way, and finally woke up. She sat up and curled up on the bed with her knees in her long sleeved red checked pajamas. Even in the dream, the heartache is very real. Until now, it can't return to God“ Dong Dong... "Lin Yuanming stood at the open door and looked at her. If she hadn't hummed Han Sicheng's name twice just now, he might not know that she was... Having a nightmare again. Or, I'm thinking about Han Sicheng again. She looked up at him. Tears rolled down her face, like two streams flowing continuously, and her eyes were dense. The beautiful face was full of extreme pain, but she cried silently“ Help me get the paper towel, thank you! " He sighed leisurely. Seeing a packet of napkins on the desk, he went over, took a whole packet, went to the bedside and sat down. He held her gently in his arms. He could only hold her gently and politely, and could not do anything to comfort her. Her tears soaked the clothes on his chest in an instant. She cried sadly and trembled all over, which made him heartache. In addition to the faint pain in his heart, there was a trace of despair growing stronger and stronger. He even had a trace of doubt. He didn't know the significance of his persistence and stubbornness? He has lived in Ye Qingxia's house for more than a month. He thought he would have a chance to get close to her and always have a chance to go to her heart, but there was no room for him in her heart. If... If she could have a little space in her heart and give it to him, how nice it would be. He promised to be good to her. Lin Yuanming knows that ye Qingxia has worked very hard to put Han Sicheng down, but he also knows that she can't put Han Sicheng down in her life. Even during the day, she could completely forget him, but at night, especially when she was asleep, Han Sicheng would suddenly jump out of her dream, which caught her off guard and cried bitterly. He patted her on the back, both distressed her and himself. The pain was too painful to speak. After using half a packet of napkins, ye Qingxia finally cried enough. Her eyes were red and swollen. She looked at him stunned and suddenly thought of going to the audition today. She was silly. She touched her crying face with both hands. With a bad look, she asked Lin Yuanming, "are my eyes swollen?"“ Well, it's red and swollen, and there's blood in your eyes! Although Nie Xiaoqian is a female ghost, others are...... "Ye Qingxia knows that Lin Yuanming's mockery mode is turned on again, and quickly covers his mouth with her hand. Her palm was slightly hot and printed on his lips. There was a faint sweet smell in her palm, which made him in a trance. Lin Yuanming stopped talking, but his lips had a soft and wet feeling from her sensitive palm, which made her feel like she was scalded by boiling water and hurriedly stopped. She stared and said, "please go out for a while. I'm going to get dressed." Seeing her like this, Lin Yuanming knew she was well now. Smiled at her, got up and went out, and helped her close the door. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.

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