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Uncomfortable being stared at by him all over, Cong Yufan subconsciously followed his line of sight, shit, this bastard was actually looking at his breasts!

Because the white shirt was soaked, the red underwear inside was exposed, Cong Yufan was so embarrassed!

"It's quite predictable!" Jian Yihan smiled casually. It was hard to see any obscene look on his smile with a faint smile like cherry blossom petals, but Cong Yufan could tell at a glance that he was uneasy and kind.

"Asshole!" Jian Yihan was very angry at first, but now hearing his words, Cong Yufan stood up abruptly, walked over, and kicked Jian Yihan's thigh hard again!

Afterwards, Cong Yufan hurried to the locker room to change, and Jian Yihan behind him screamed in pain.

When Cong Yufan finished changing, Jian Yihan was already waiting for her outside.

Although it hurt to be kicked by Cong Yufan, Jian Yihan knew that Cong Yufan was really angry, so he waited there early.

"Little confused, I'm sorry!"

"Cong Yufan, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, Cong Yufan, I was wrong about what happened just now, OK?" Seeing that Cong Yufan kept walking forward and ignoring him, Jian Yihan hurriedly followed.

"Hmph, you fucking knew you were wrong, why should you have gone!" Cong Yufan stopped, glared at Jian Yihan angrily, and then punched him in the chest and said as if venting his anger, "How do you think I met Jian Yihan?" You? Every time I meet you, nothing good will happen!"

"You said, every time we met before, I either fell to the ground or tore my skirt. Forget it. This time, I was chased by the **** and fell into the swimming pool. I almost died of lack of oxygen!"

"Big star Jian Yihan, I've made it clear, I don't want to have anything to do with you, lest I don't know how I died!"

"So, Mr. Jane, you should stay away from me!"

After Cong Yufan finished speaking bitterly, he turned around and left after making a please-please gesture.

"Hey, Cong Yufan, it's too heartless for you to say that!"

"Have you ever heard that when you know a person, you may have to look back thousands of times in your previous life before you pass by..."

"You said that we are so destined, maybe you broke your neck in exchange for it in your previous life, Cong Yufan, you have to cherish it, otherwise..."

"Jian Yihan, you can't stop talking!" Cong Yufan didn't want to listen to Jian Yihan making up nonsense anymore. There are so many legends, why hasn't she heard of any of them!

"Also, I want to ask you, how do you know that it was me who broke your neck in the previous life, not you?!"

The atmosphere seemed to froze all of a sudden, but Jian Yihan didn't expect Cong Yufan to ask himself such a question, which made him startled.

Afterwards, he raised his hand to stroke his hair, and smiled coquettishly, "Actually, I don't know..."

Nima, you still have a bright smile on your face!

Cong Yufan was really angry, seeing him smiling like an idiot, he wanted to punch him unconscious!

But after hesitating for a moment, he turned around sensibly and left angrily, dammit, I can't afford the medical bills!

"Little Misty, don't be angry, I'll take you to a place, and you will calm down!" Jian Yihan said, following closely behind her.

"I don't want to go, I want to go home!" Cong Yufan refused without looking back.

"How about taking you there to relax, and then sending you home?" Jian Yihan tried to persuade Cong Yufan in order to apologize.

"I'm not going!" Cong Yufan continued to refuse.

"Oh, it's raining..." The passers-by around suddenly shouted, and the crowd became a little confused for a while.

Everyone ran away from each other, looking for shelter from the rain.

Not far away was a beautiful building with bright lights. Cong Yufan originally wanted to run in the direction of the flow of people, but when she was about to arrive, she suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze.

Passers-by around are running hard, and the building in the distance is emitting a leisurely "City of Angels" nocturne at this time!

Cong Yufan listened blankly to this familiar piece of music, and the child's joyful laughter came from there bit by bit.

The dazzling lights almost illuminated the room, and a series of dots of light illuminated the Pearl Paradise.

Cong Yufan stared blankly at the carousel hall in the distance, which was a merry-go-round specially for children to play.

At this time, the wooden horse with one high and one low was spinning along with the music, and the children were sitting on it laughing and playing, their childlike smiles were bright and innocent.

That is every child's childhood fairy tale, a fantasy paradise, and Cong Yufan once laughed like that, carefree.

It's just that once the fairy tale conflicts with reality, she never thought it would be so cruel.

At this time, the drizzle gradually became heavier, and she couldn't tell whether the liquid on her face was tears or rain, only a strong sourness welled up from the tip of her nose.

What resounded in my ears was the song I heard when I was a child, floating over the wooden horse hall over and over again, and also lingering and passed into the bottom of Cong Yufan's heart.

The memory that had been buried in the bottom of my heart for a long time and was unwilling to recall, flooded into Cong Yufan's mind like a flood that had been opened.

It was still the same night, it was still the same laughter, it was still the same light rain. Cong Yufan, who was ten years old that year, was sitting on the wooden horse and smiling brightly.

At that time, her mother brought her here. She said that her father was too busy with work, so her mother took her to many interesting places. She was very happy because it was her first time to ride a carousel.

She sat on the castle-like wooden horse and smiled at her mother standing outside the window. She saw her mother waving to her, and she waved to her mother.

It was just that the moment her mother turned around, she saw an uncle not far away waiting for her mother, and she suddenly understood that her mother was saying goodbye to her.

She fell off the wooden horse in fear, and ran out of the wooden horse city crying to find her mother.

That night, it started to rain heavily, very heavily.

She chased and ran out, and saw her mother sitting in a black car, she chased after her in fear and called for her mother.

Until she fell, she knelt on the ground in panic and cried loudly, regardless of the rain soaking her heart.

The car stopped suddenly, and she happily thought that her mother had regretted it, and she no longer decided to leave with other uncles, but to her disappointment, her mother handed her an umbrella, then turned and left.

She tugged at her mother's skirt and begged her not to leave, but in the end, she just handed the umbrella into her hand and ran to the black car again.

Her eyes were already blurred, Cong Yufan gritted her teeth, and her memory seemed to open up the scar again. She thought that time had smoothed it out, but she didn't expect it to still be so bloody and painful.

She couldn't help squatting down, hugging herself and sobbing.

The rain began to grow heavier, like grains of hail hitting her body, a little cold and a little painful.

I don't know when, until this feeling disappeared, she suddenly felt like there was an extra barrier above her head.

The rain never fell on Cong Yufan again, and there were still chaotic footsteps all around, but there was an extra pair of white sneakers in front of him.

Before Cong Yufan raised his head to see who it was, his arm was still pulled violently by Jian Yihan.

"Are you an idiot? Can you squat here under such a heavy rain that you won't be able to get wet?" Jian Yihan pulled Cong Yufan up, holding an umbrella in one hand. Just now, the girl disappeared up.

When he found her squatting on the ground, he couldn't help being a little angry, how could such a big person not know how to take care of himself.

However, after seeing the tears on Cong Yufan's eyes, he couldn't help but startled.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Cong Yufan shook off Jian Yihan's hand and walked straight into the rain, but in the next second, he was embraced by Jian Yihan again.

"Are you crazy?" Although it was raining, Jian Yihan could still see that Cong Yufan was crying, and his tone softened involuntarily, with helplessness and reproach.

Cong Yufan nestled in Jian Yihan's arms. At this time, she felt inexplicably sad, and her voice was already a little choked up.

"What's wrong with you?" Jian Yihan lowered his tone. For some reason, seeing her crying so sadly made him feel very uncomfortable.

Cong Yufan wiped away tears, she doesn't need anyone's sympathy, she hates herself like this, she hates when she is weak.

Pushing Jian Yihan away, she said coldly, "I'm fine!"

After speaking, he took a step back and continued walking into the rain.

Jian Yihan grabbed her hand again, dragged her into the umbrella, and said angrily, "Are you crazy? It's fun to be drenched in such heavy rain?"

"I said you don't need to worry about it!" Cong Yufan struggled to break free from Jian Yihan's hand, and said in a cold tone.

"Okay. Then the umbrella!" Jian Yihan walked out of the rain, forcing Cong Yufan to hold the umbrella in his hand.

But Cong Yufan pushed away his kindness, "Thank you, I don't need it!"

Although Cong Yufan was a little surprised by Jian Yihan's actions, he quickly recovered and refused, and handed him back the umbrella in his hand, knowing that he meant well, and his tone was not as tough as before.

Jian Yihan didn't understand what happened to Cong Yufan, instead of taking the umbrella that Cong Yufan handed over, he looked at her and asked, "Why?"

"No reason!" Seeing that Jian Yihan didn't intend to take the umbrella, Cong Yufan also let go, letting the umbrella fall to the ground, then turned and left.

The rain fell quickly this time, but stopped in a few minutes.

Cong Yufan wiped off the rainwater on his face and walked straight.

"Is it because you hate me?"

"So you don't want to accept my umbrella because you hate me?" At some point, Jian Yihan had already come to Cong Yufan and grabbed her with one hand.

Cong Yufan raised his eyes and looked at Jian Yihan. Under the bright neon lights, she could even clearly see Jian Yihan's face covered with rain.

Under the neon street lights, one could see the drizzle spreading in the air like dense fog. At this time, Jian Yihan's hands were tightly clamping Cong Yufan's shoulders, and he bent down to watch her eyes quietly.

For a moment, Cong Yufan was stunned for a moment, as if she saw a slight injury in Jian Yihan's eyes.

Not because of him, she knew, she was in a terrible mood, just because of her own emotions.

Cong Yufan subconsciously wanted to back up, but Jian Yihan grabbed his shoulders and couldn't move.