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On the road of love, you may meet many people, stop, escape, laugh, and suffer, but suddenly looking back, maybe the person who should be by your side the most is close at hand.

The four eyes met, time suddenly froze at this moment, condensed the air, and stopped the heartbeat, but the fear of taking that step still broke such a moment of staring.

I took a step back and dodged his firm eyes, but I could still see the disappointment in his eyes.

"I—" I spit out a word from my throat.

He took a step forward, put his index finger to his mouth, and told me to stop talking.

"Actually, I—" I still wanted to continue talking.

He didn't wait for me to continue, he lowered his head and kissed my slightly parted lips. The warm touch made me stiffen subconsciously, even my heartbeat disappeared, and I just stared at him dumbfounded.

He stood still and looked at me with fiery eyes: "Meeting you is the best meeting in my life. I never thought that I would never forget you with just one glance. When your heart is not with me How sad I am, I feel as if my world has suddenly lost its color, but I am still willing to wait until your heart starts to find me and find that I am always by your side."

I opened my mouth, and he stopped me from speaking with his index finger.

"I know you are afraid, why am I not afraid, afraid of your rejection, afraid that my confession is just my wishful thinking, but I can no longer deceive my heart, one day is not enough, what I hope is forever."

"I know I'm afraid, why do you still say it, and how can I face you after you say it?" I turned around, turned my back to him and raised my head.

"It's 12 o'clock, everything is over."

Hearing his trembling voice getting farther and farther away from me, I suddenly turned around and looked at that lonely figure.

I hurt him time and time again, but got his care again and again.It's not that I don't want to love, but I dare not love, I'm afraid of hurting others and being hurt, but if I lose him like this, will I never be able to pick up love again?

The sky suddenly began to sporadic light rain, and even the night sky began to exaggerately pity us?

Raindrops slid down my cheeks, warm and cold, and even I couldn't figure out whether it was rain or tears.

His back is getting farther and farther away, as if he will soon disappear into the night. It seems that after leaving, I can no longer laugh in front of him, cry in front of him, and be brave in front of him.

It turns out that what I am afraid of is not that I dare not love you, but that I love you so much that I am afraid that you will slip through my fingers and never be by my side again.

I speeded up and ran towards the figure that was about to disappear, and took his hand.

He turned his head to look at me with sadness in his eyes, and I took two steps forward: "If I want to keep you, will you still love me as always?"

He froze in place.I stood on tiptoe and tapped his cheek lightly.

I pursed my lips, my cheeks were flushed and hot, I lowered my head and said in a low voice: "I don't want to deceive my heart anymore, I want to be by your side forever."

When I said these words, I felt that my hot cheeks were even hotter, and my whole body seemed to be burning hot like a fever. Even if the light rain hit my body, it couldn't dissipate the heat at the moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, did he go back on his word?

I raised my head, but he kept smirking, I pouted: "Did you lie to me?"

"This is your punishment for making me sad."

"You—" I let go of his hand angrily.

He hugged me into his arms and quickly kissed me. My head was dizzy, and I gradually forgot that I was still angry with him.

"From now on, you can only have me in your heart, and it must only be me." He hugged me domineeringly, whispering in my ear, but it was so sonorous and forceful.

"What about you?" I looked up into his eyes with a happy smile.

"Only you."

I smiled with satisfaction.

The drizzle of rain did not restrain itself because of our happiness, but went down with the wind and got bigger and bigger.

He held my hand and ran in the rain. The rain washed away my timid heart and brought me infinite courage. Even if I fell down, I wanted to just hold his hand and run forward.

We hid in his car, he started the car, turned on the air conditioner, and threw me a towel: "Wipe quickly, or you will catch a cold."

I was about to pick up the towel, but he took the towel away from me: "I'll wipe it for you."

I loosened my hair and let it fall on my shoulders. He brushed my hair lovingly, every movement was so gentle, and his eyes were full of love.

I "puchi" smiled.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at me curiously.

"We're in love, so you won't be able to match all kinds of things in the future." I pretended to be a little regretful and said, "Wouldn't that mean a lot of income loss?"

I held my mouth shut, wanting to laugh, but held back.He shook his head helplessly and flicked my forehead.

"Is that all you can think of in your head?"

"The matter of livelihood is a big thing." I still couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Then work hard and support me." He teased.

"I can't afford you." I sat up straight suddenly and accidentally bumped into his nose, he touched his nose sorely and looked at me in pain, "If you dare to mess around again in the future, this will be your punishment. "

"It's still quite light." He still rubbed his nose.

"You—" He actually felt that the punishment was light. I folded my hands on my chest and leaned against the backrest angrily.

He put his face in front of me with a playful smile and tapped lightly.

"How could I fall in love with other women, here." He patted his chest, "There is only you here, so no matter what happens, the only constant is my heart."

He held me in his arms, and I smiled happily.

I believe in him, believe in his heart, believe that he will always be by my side.

……

After I got home, I went to the room. Since my mother came these few days, I slept with Fangfang.Fangfang was still awake, lying on the bed leisurely following the drama, watching me come back, and smiling at me strangely.

"Don't laugh so scary, do you have any questions?" I said bluntly.

Fangfang put down the mobile phone in her hand, let me sit beside her, and pretended to smell it: "I smell the smell of love."

"What is the taste?"

"Sweet."

I ignored her and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came back, she still asked relentlessly: "It seems that your second spring has arrived."

"Fangfang, can you speak properly?"

"Is the fake show really done?"

"I'm in love." After saying these three words, my face turned red.

"It seems that Aunt Shao's assist is absolutely strong. If it weren't for this one, you don't know when the ink marks will be?" Fang Fang secretly laughed.

"What did you say?" I picked up my phone and saw the WeChat message Yin Zihao had sent me.

"Obviously I feel it all, but good friend Dong good friend Xi, I'm exhausted watching it." She pretended to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

"I'm just scared—" I said.

"Yin Zihao has done everything, only you, a fan of the authorities."

"Isn't this a happy ending?" I turned around and ignored Fangfang, but replied a WeChat message to Yin Zihao.

"I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning to go to work." Yin Zihao replied a WeChat message.

"No. I can go by myself."

"Rest early, good night."

I said "good night" to him, and I didn't know why I was holding my breath. I obviously beat him up to tell him not to pick me up for work, but he said good night without being polite again. What's the matter, I felt uncomfortable .

I turned around and asked Fangfang: "Fangfang, does it mean that men will become indifferent after falling in love with you?"

"Indifference so soon?" Fang Fang laughed, "You are doomed to die alone."

I despised and ignored Fangfang's silly joke, turned over again, and couldn't fall asleep looking at the wall.

Am I too nervous or am I not confident in myself or in him?My heart is always uneasy, such a happy thing should not be met by me.

……

I fell asleep in a daze of wild thoughts, and Fangfang was no longer in bed when I woke up.I walked out of the room sleepily in my pajamas, and I saw Yin Zihao and his mother sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

"How could you?" I rubbed my eyes and looked at Yin Zihao.

He just smiled slightly, but his mother took a step ahead and said: "You still can't change the habit of sleeping in. Fangfang has eaten and gone. Look how good Xiao Yin is. He has breakfast with his mother early in the morning. "

"He is rubbing rice." I said unconvinced, and then went to wash up.

After I finished washing, I saw that it was running out of time, so I hurriedly grabbed a deep-fried dough stick and wanted to catch the scheduled bus.

Yin Zihao grabbed me: "Isn't breakfast delicious?"

"It's too late." I picked up my watch and showed him the time.

He pulled me to the dining table unhurriedly: "You can eat as much as you want. I'll send you off later."

How did I forget about him, the habit of driving made me forget that there was such a free driver here.

Mom looked at Yin Zihao's actions and smiled, even with a deep smile in her eyes.

……

When I came to the magazine office, I looked at the time, and sure enough, there was still plenty of time for car owners.

"Thank you!" I unbuckled my seat belt.

"What about the reward?" He touched his cheek and smiled ghostly.

I leaned over to lightly touch his cheek, and he suddenly tapped my forehead lightly, and my face turned red again unsatisfactorily.

"He looks good now, and his face is rosy." Yin Zihao said.

I subconsciously touched my hot cheeks and glared at him: "It's time to go to work." Deep down, I was extremely happy.

"I'll pick you up after get off work." Yin Zihao rolled down the window and shouted to me.

……

As soon as I stepped downstairs in the building, Li Qin looked at me and smiled at the elevator entrance. I guessed that he saw Yin Zihao and I were together.

"Morning." I said.

"It seems that last night's dinner was very harmonious." Li Qin said and entered the elevator with me.

"Must." I lifted my jaw slightly and said happily.

"Hey, look at how you look. I'm afraid that others won't know that you're in a relationship."

Li Qin's voice was a little high-pitched in the closed elevator, so I covered his mouth and told him to keep his voice down.

"Morning, deputy editor Lu." A colleague greeted Lu Songze.

I turned around and looked at the innermost corner of the elevator. My eyes met the cold light in his eyes. My heart that would have been afraid at first was much calmer now. I smiled at him and turned back to look at the elevator. Jumping numbers.

Li Qin gave me a thumbs up with his hand on one side, and whispered into my ear: "Sure enough, one relationship can forget another relationship."

I stomped on Li Qin hard. In this closed environment, can't I stop talking?Besides, Lu Songze didn't hear well.

When the number on the elevator jumped to the 21st floor, the colleagues behind rushed out, and I, who hadn't reacted yet, was almost pushed away. Fortunately, I supported the wall nimbly.

Lu Songze came out of the elevator, frowned and looked in my direction.I ignored his eyes and followed Li Qin to check in.

Editor-in-chief Ma asked me to sort out the hottest and most influential people this year. This year, the head office wants to invite celebrities to participate in the tenth anniversary of the magazine next month.

I came out of the editor-in-chief's office, and Lu Songze's voice sternly reprimanded his subordinates came from the deputy editor's office next to me.

The office was still lively, but was instantly quieted by his voice.Several colleagues poked their heads out to look at Lu Songze's office.

Li Qin waved to me, and I walked up to him.

"This is the first time I heard Deputy Editor Lu swearing at someone. What's going on?" Li Qin asked in a low voice, looking at Lu Songze's office from time to time.

I just smiled.

Why, what's going on?These things have nothing to do with me.

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