Su Hongshan did not speak. After looking at Han Dazhuang quietly for a long time, she nodded and said calmly:

"it's not too early. Go back to have a rest."

Han Dazhuang looked at her back as she turned to close the door. Suddenly, he felt worse than before.

He stepped forward and quickly blocked the door that was about to be closed. He looked at her with heavy eyes, and his tone was firm: "are you still angry?"

Su Hongshan rolled her eyes but did not speak.

Angry?

Not all of them.

Or, to be more precise, she is fighting against herself.

She didn't want to put her feelings into, but she had already put them into them unconsciously. She would care, worry and want to know him.

But reason told her, these should not appear in her body again.

She has suffered a loss once, hasn't she.

When she decided to get along with Han Dazhuang, she clearly decided to treat him as a fierce leg that could intimidate the old Su family. Even later, she just wanted to make do with him and become a couple who respected each other.

But now...

she even worried about him and couldn't sleep for half a night.

I can't help but think back to what happened during this period.

I didn't think about it before, but now when I look back, I find that they are so close to each other unconsciously. She has already forgotten her initial idea.

"I'm not angry." Su Hongshan took a deep breath and said indifferently.

"Then you..." Han Dazhuang also looked at her worried.

"I said, I'm not angry." Su Hongshan said again.

After looking at her for a long time, Han Dazhuang had to withdraw his feet and watch her close the door. His inexplicable loss made him want to open the door and tell her everything about himself, including his two children.

But in the end, he just sighed and sat down on her doorstep.

Su Hongshan knew that he had not left. She sat alone by the fire, held the cup in her hand, looked at the direction of the door, and kept silent.

From her direction, we could see the outline of him sitting at the door with his back to her. On a cold day, she had just stood outside for a short time. She was cold, but she clearly saw that he was only wearing a single garment.

"This guy is not too cold." Su Hongshan whispered.

Outside, Han Dazhuang suddenly said, "it's not cold."

Su Hongshan: "forget that this guy is a smooth ear.

"If it's not cold, I won't sleep in the middle of the night? When people get up and see you, they think it's a ghost. " Su Hongshan murmured discontentedly, but the corners of her lips unconsciously picked up a smile.

Outside, Han Dazhuang did not speak, nor did he move for a long time.

Su Hongshan pondered whether she should take a coat to put on him. At the moment when the idea rose, she rejected it.

What about him? He's not too cold himself, no matter how much others say.

Su Hongshan finished her last sip of water in her cup and turned to go to bed. Just then, Han Dazhuang outside the house suddenly said:

"I promise you that I will come back in two months at most, and you can ask me anything you want to know."

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