The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 198 My Little Ome

His eyes were moist, but the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, revealing the long-lost signature dimples on his lips.

"Alan..."

The sound seemed to come from behind.

Jiang Zuilan turned around following the sound, her mellow and hoarse voice was as soft as a cat tickling.

"Luo Han?"

That voice was less youthful than seven years ago, and more girlish and soft, but whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, it was a voice that would make his heart tremble unconsciously and move his heart when he heard it— —Even if there are only two words.

Jiang Zuilan frowned slightly and turned to look at him.

"How did you come?"

Luo Han was silent for a moment, then smiled brightly, sweeping away the haze of more than seven years.

Stepping forward to hug her tightly, a hoarse voice came, "I miss you, I want to see you."

Just a few words contain how much miss and hard work, and a shallow miss contains his deep love for her.

For a person whom she hasn't seen for nearly seven years, Jiang Zuilan doesn't have much fluctuation, and Luo Han is just a dispensable passer-by on a long road to her, and it doesn't matter whether he appears or not. .

Looking at Jiang Zuilan's reaction, Luo Han frowned. The person he was desperately earning money to find was like a lunatic, and now he is as calm as a normal person, and he never took himself seriously. That's fine, he Reluctant to let her toss and turn like himself in the past seven years, Luo Han only smiled lightly in the end.

He couldn't do anything with her, could he?

For her heartbroken and addicted love, he can only sink deeper from beginning to end, and there is no way to do it.

Jiang Zuilan pushed away his tightly hugged arms, looked up at him, her glazed eyes flickered, "What's wrong with your voice?"

Luo Han stared into her eyes silently for a few seconds, then shook his head, the dimples on the corners of his lips deepened.

The two were walking quietly on the path next to the school, when Jiang Zuilan suddenly asked, "Where do you live now?"

He pointed to the house at the entrance of the street on the left, and stretched out his hand to pull her to walk there.

Her hands are small and soft, still as warm as when she was a child.

The apartment Luo Han rented was not far from the university, and the two had a meal together, Jiang Zuilan said hello to Luo Han and was about to leave.

"Wait, put this on."

Luo Han took out a cup of wrapped coffee from the back seat.

He smiled at her: "I'll wait for you at today's gate after school tomorrow."

These years, how many times have I missed the opportunity to pick you up from school.

With Jiang Zuilan's pretty face, she nodded slightly: "Yeah."

In a light blue chiffon dress, she left briskly, and he suddenly felt that the current scene was as if she had never left. They have been like this for seven years every day, and she has never left him.

This is fine, although all these years until now, Luo Han has always felt that there is a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties in his heart, and he is often suffocated to the point of suffocation, but at this moment, he suddenly feels that this is actually fine.

Luo Han slightly curled his lips and shook his head, and when he was about to leave, his brows frowned again.

Telephone?

When he saw the small phone in a person's hand not far away, he decided to buy two.

This year, 2000, is the 12th year of their acquaintance. At this time, Luo Han is 21 and Jiang Zuilan is [-].

In the No.12 years of their acquaintance, the two childhood sweethearts who had been separated for seven years met again, and time made them miss too much.

Luo Han came to the newly opened mobile phone shop and bought two new mobile phones that are not available in China. One is black and the other is white. It looks like a couple model, but there is no such thing as a couple model these days. Looking at the small phones in his hand except for the different colors, He smiled softly so that he could contact her, my little green plum...

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