The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Let's go home, shall we?"

He didn't even dare to get close to her.

Pan Shu sighed and looked at He Jiali's pale face, "As you can see, although I didn't mean it, I did betray our relationship."

"So, that's it for now."

He Jiali's eyes were slightly red. He tried his best to hold back his sobs and tentatively touched Ban Shu's fingertips: "I don't care, sister, I don't care at all. Don't separate, don't..."

Pan Shu gently rubbed the young man's soft and thick hair.

Her favorite.

Because it feels good.

It is said that men’s hair should not be touched, especially the hair of rebellious teenagers.

But He Jiali is very well-behaved.

He is really well behaved.

Every time I let Pan Shu touch me obediently.

After touching her, she would nuzzle her, ask for a kiss, or hug her.

This is the most outrageous thing he can do.

My sister is the gentlest person in the world.

How could he not like her.

"We are all adults, He Jiali." Pan Shu paused and took out a card from her bag, "There are 3000 million in the card... and the house, all belong to you."

He Jiali twitched his lips in embarrassment: "What is this, breakup fee?"

Pan Shu was silent for a moment and said nothing.

Pei Jing was happy to watch the excitement.

It's best if it's browned.

He is the fisherman who makes a profit.

He is very evil-minded.

He Jiali's fist seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact it didn't please Pan Shu.

Pei Jing is forcing him.

Force him to take action.

Put him at a disadvantage from the beginning.

"I don't want it, sister, I don't want anything." His hands trembled and he wiped his tears helplessly, "Position, status, all that mess... I don't want them all, you... don't want me..."

"He Jiali."

She bent her lower lip, seemingly helpless by his childish words, "We have already said that this relationship can end at any time."

He lowered his head, retorted in a low voice, and said stubbornly: "But I don't agree, sister... I don't agree..."

I caught a glimpse of Pan Shu's cold face.

This made his heart flutter with the girl who had been attracted countless times but still felt that it was not enough.

He leaves her.

Sooner or later he will die.

"How can I... keep you? Sister, tell me and I will do it."

"Feel sorry."

She said calmly, "That's it."

Pan Shu was carrying the latest diamond bag from the C family, stuffed her bank card into He Jiali's sweater pocket, and turned around for a moment.

Snowflakes like broken jade flew and fell.

Pressing the dark clouds.

Gray weather.

Just looking at it makes people so sad that they can't breathe.

Pei Jing drove slowly behind Pan Shu with satisfaction, "Get in the car?"

He made no secret of his gloating.

Pan Shu glanced at him casually and didn't give him a good look.

"Mr. Pei is very calculating."

"Award."

Pei Jing is a profit-oriented guy.

Just get the results he wants.

It doesn't matter if the process is above board.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, gradually covering the asphalt road, covering the young man's heart like death.

He Jiali stiffened and remained motionless.

For a long while, he pursed his lips and followed Pan Shu's direction.

That long, cold road seemed to have no end in sight.

The street lights are in disrepair, dilapidated and dim.

Pan Shu was wearing a black coat today and was not cold at all. She dismissed Pei Jing and wandered aimlessly on the street.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for today's incident, she wouldn't have separated from He Jiali so soon.

She sighed and put her hands in her pockets. She saw a stooped old man selling roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside, but the place was deserted and no one was patronizing the business.

Pan Shu asked, "Uncle, how much does a roasted sweet potato cost?"

Seeing the guests coming, the old man said hurriedly, "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, only five yuan each... I grew these sweet potatoes myself, and they are guaranteed to be sweet and delicious..."

"Well, I want them all." Pan Shu said calmly, "I'll go home early when everything is sold out."

The old man is a simple and honest man, "I'm afraid you won't be able to finish all these little girls..."

"It's okay. There is an orphanage in front of me. I can feed the children there."

Pan Shu felt that white holy light was emitting all over her body.

The kind that blinds people.

The slightly melancholy feeling in my heart relaxed a little.

She curled her lips.

"Young lady has a kind heart. Just by looking at your face, you can tell that Guanyin Bodhisattva is protecting you."

Guanyin?

I don’t know which official position is higher, that of the teasing god or Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Pan Shu smiled.

The old man finished roasting the sweet potatoes in a hurry, "I'll help you take the things to the welfare home in front. The little girl has thin arms and legs, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to carry them."

"No, I'm here."

Pan Shu was surprised to hear that this person had always come.

But she looked into the man's gloomy and gentle eyes.

He Qi smiled slightly.

His facial features and He Jiali are naturally similar.

He doesn't smile often.

With such a smile, Pan Shu was shocked to realize that He Qi and He Jiali's facial features were very similar.

The old man smiled knowingly: "Is he your boyfriend?"

Pan Shu felt there was no need to explain.

He Qi didn't want to explain.

The old man smiled happily, put the sweet potatoes into the bag, packed the gas tank, and went back on the tricycle. The wheels of the tricycle swayed and rolled on the snow.

He Qi effortlessly lifted two full bags.

“I didn’t expect that Artist He Da would be so helpful.”

"Well, after all, I'm in front of you."

It’s about performing well.

Pan Shu smiled coldly, "You are quite well informed."

He rushed over as soon as her front foot broke off from He Jiali. If it was a coincidence, she didn't believe it at all.

What's more, people like Pei Jing don't like to cause trouble for themselves.

So it can only be said that He Qi's ability is greater than Pan Shu thought.

But she didn't care either.

Just happy to have someone working as a coolie.

Of course she won't refuse.

"Wait a minute, I want to take one to eat too."

He Qi opened the bag with both hands and let her pick, but the eldest lady, whose fingers were not wet with spring water, would not know which sweet potato was softer and sweeter. She was afraid that even touching the skin of the sweet potato would make her fingers dirty.

He resigned himself to his fate and knelt down, picked a moderately warm, soft and sweet sweet potato and placed it in her hand.

"this."

Panshu didn't answer.

He Qi then peeled off a small half of the sweet potato skin, revealing the yellow sweet potato flesh with sweet syrup, which was pleasing to the eye.

Ban Shu happily took it.

He Qi reluctantly bent his lower lip.

"It's delicious." Her eyes lit up.

"Yeah." The smile on He Qi's lips deepened.

"I thought Artist He Da didn't like the fireworks of the world, but I didn't expect that he was quite good at eating." Pan Shu said unintentionally.

She walks slowly.

He Qi also matched her pace, walking slowly and in step with her.

On this snowy night.

It's actually very romantic.

"I've been hungry since I was little." He paused, "It was a long time ago."

What he didn't say was that when he was about to starve to death, he ate tree bark and fought with dogs for food. Even a dead mouse was a delicacy that could satisfy his hunger.

Forget it.

Still don't tell her.

The squeamish young lady deserves to be held in the palm of one's hand and pampered.

His cowardly past would make her sick.