this summer

Chapter 89

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If she hadn't been drinking, if she hadn't been facing Song Han, she might never have said these words.

"Jing Fan..." Song Han had never seen such a thing before, and he was not good at comforting others, but now he was at a loss for words, feeling distressed but unable to do anything about it.

"It's much better now," Jing Fan looked at her, and his eyes, which often had a three-point smile, were covered with moisture. Song Han felt that he seemed to be wrapped in that thin layer of moisture, a little sour and glowing. Sweet, she was a little at a loss. "These days, I feel that you have given me everything I haven't had in so many years. Even the name Sifan, you have helped me find it back."

What you never had, what you gave up, are all in your hands because of you.

The light above his head was gentle, and there was heavy snow not far away. Jing Fan was wrapped in a blanket with only one head exposed, and his hair was scattered by the wind.

Song Han's eyes softened unconsciously, and he stretched out his hand to help her pin those strands of hair behind her ears.

In the eyes of others, the seemingly relaxed young mind, only those who have experienced it know how difficult it is.How many disappointments must be accumulated before a 15-year-old child can go away from home and stay alone for three years, put away all the publicity and thorns in his body, let go of all his love, just to become a parent How do you like it?

"Huh..." She lowered her head and exhaled forcefully to relieve the pain in her heart.

"Is that why you don't play the guitar?"

"Yeah." At this time, Jing Fan was already drinking, his eyelids drooped, and he lost his energy for speaking. "I want to stay here. My brother wants me to go back to China. I don't want to, unless..."

"Unless what?" Song Han asked.

Jing Fan snorted softly, and fell forward, Song Han quickly caught the person with his eyes and hugged him into his arms.

The warm and soft touch from the neck made her tremble all over, and the hand that hugged Jing Fan's back was tightened.

"Unless...you go back with me..."

After Jing Fan finished speaking in a low voice, she fell into a coma and leaned her head weakly on Song Han's shoulder.

Song Han hugged the person in his arms and took several deep breaths before his heartbeat calmed down a little.

When Tan Chen carried Lin Xiangxi up the stairs, he bumped into Song Han who came in from the balcony holding Jing Fan in his arms. He glanced at Jing Fan's hand tightly hugging Song Han's neck, swallowed and made a mouthful for himself. The action of sticking the seal, hurriedly fled the scene.

Song Han ignored him, carried Jing Fan into the room, put him on the bed, and the door that she had just knocked open with her shoulder slammed shut behind her.

Jing Fan didn't sleep well, Song Han leaned over, "Get up, wash your face before going back to sleep?"

"I don't..." In a daze, Jing Fan felt that Song Han's breath was sweeping across his face, and he raised his hand to wave it, but when he retracted it, it fell on Song Han's neck and couldn't move up and down. He felt quite comfortable, so he simply took the other One hand also went up and moved down.

Song Han was pulled down violently, and in an instant, their lips were less than a finger away, and Song Han could clearly feel Jing Fan's trembling eyelashes, almost touching hers.

She swallowed, and the small swallowing sound was particularly obvious in such a situation, which made her wake up instantly, and sat up with her arms propped up.

"Song Han..."

Song Han sat by the bed, propped his elbows on his knees, and breathed hard.

After a long time, she turned around and tucked Jing Fan up.

She couldn't see her fingers in the room. She pressed the phone on the quilt, and the light fell on the ceiling and was reflected back. Although it was still faint, she could roughly see the outline of the person in front of her.

If Jing Fan opened his eyes at this moment, he could see the tenderness and distress in her eyes, but she was already fast asleep.

Song Han leaned over, pressed a kiss on her forehead, and said "good night" in a low voice.

With the extinguishment of the last bit of light, the unclear voice scattered into the darkness, as if it had never appeared before, but it existed so real.

When the sky was bright in the morning, Jing Fan was woken up by the knock on the door. He opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the room. He didn't need to guess and knew that it was Song Han who carried her back. Thinking that he fell asleep like that last night, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

I don't know what happened afterwards.

When she opened the door, she saw Song Han, who was standing outside her door holding a cup of honey water.

"Wash your face and drink this after washing."

Jing Fan took the cup and said, "Last night..."

"Evidently, I can't drink very much, but I still insist on drinking, and finally get drunk and pass out."

"I haven't had a drink for a long time..." Jing Fan was a little shy, took the cup and hurried back to the door.

As the door closed, the people outside also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister?" Bei Xiaochi went downstairs to have breakfast, saw Song Han standing outside Jing Fan's gate, walked over suspiciously and called out.

Song Han was startled, and turned around, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing standing at the door of senior sister?"

"Call her to wake up."

"Then you call it."

"Called."

"What about people?"

"Go in."

"..."

At this time the door suddenly opened, Jing Fan held the doorknob, looked at the two people with big eyes and small eyes: "You... what are you doing standing here?"

The two turned their heads at the same time and said in unison: "I want you to wake up."

Tan Chen stood aside with a spatula in hand. As the only insider, he felt that he was in a difficult situation.

"Did He Cheng look for you?" Jing Fan asked Bei Xiaochi during the meal.He Cheng seems to be very busy recently, and hardly ever goes back to school.

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