Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

After lunch, Wang Jiulong and Ling Pan went for a walk to digest food.

After the two left the community, they saw a sugar painting seller head-on.An old man with a white beard was pushing a convenient cart, sitting by the wall, and various sugar paintings were placed on the shelf of the cart.

On a whim, Ling Pan dragged Wang Jiulong over.

Looking at these sugar paintings, Wang Jiulong lowered his head and asked her, "Do you want it?"

Ling Pan nodded: "Well, I want your name."

Wang Jiulong chuckled lightly, rubbed her head, and said to the man selling sugar paintings, "Master, can you draw our names?"

The uncle smiled and said: "Yes! Anything can be done!"

Ling Pan watched Wang Jiulong lower his head and write down the names of the two of them, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

The two of them stared curiously at the grandpa's sugar painting.

After a while, the uncle picked up the two sugar paintings and handed them: "It's done!"

Ling Pan was the first to take the sugar painting with "Wang Jiulong" written on it, and Wang Jiulong took the other "Ling Pan", put his arms around her waist, and continued walking.

Ling Pan snuggled into his arms, looked at the sugar painting in his hand, and swallowed.Although she was very reluctant to eat "Wang Jiulong", she still couldn't hold back seeing the crystal clear sugar in the sun.

Wang Jiulong doesn't like sweets, so he always holds the string of sugar paintings in his hand.

Ling Pan ate half of "Wang Jiulong", and Wang Jiulong joked: "Are you so impatient to eat me?"

Ling Pan didn't think about his words carefully, and said casually: "You are not in a hurry to eat me."

Wang Jiulong looked at her with squinting eyes and a smile, and said in a low voice, "I'm in a hurry to eat you, don't you know?"

Ling Pan paused at the candy he handed to his mouth, and suddenly understood the meaning of what he just said.Then he raised his head and glared at him, his cheeks became hot: "Change!"

He snatched the sugar painting from his hand angrily, and swallowed the two sugar paintings in his stomach.

Wang Jiulong looked at her with a smile like this, the pampering in his eyes was about to overflow.

Unknowingly, the two came to the entrance of Liuxiang.

For some reason, when Ling Pan came here again, he still had mixed feelings in his heart.

Not only her, but also Wang Jiulong.

He took her hand and smiled softly: "Let's go."

Looking at his smile, Ling Pan felt an indescribable warmth and stability in his heart, so he let him lead him slowly into Six Alleys.

Liuxiang in the afternoon, like an old man half-closed his eyes, stands there quietly, quiet and peaceful.

I remembered that when they met, they were also in Liuxiang.In the same afternoon, they walked side by side in the deep alley.

At that time, they hadn't held hands yet.

"Wang Haonan, you promised me to buy back the house in Liuxiang, don't forget."

For some reason, in Six Alleys, she naturally called him "Wang Haonan".

Wang Jiulong looked down at Ling Pan and focused on her. His facial features were originally deeper than others, and his black eyes were more like lacquered, like thousands of pearls flowing in his eyes.

After a long time, he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Remember."

Hold her shoulders and walk with her in the deep alley.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is not dry.Ling Pan stretched out his palm, looking at the sunlight through the gap between his fingers.She suddenly found that time was very thin, and she would slip away inadvertently.

12 years, whether it is long or not, whether it is short or not. How much can be changed in 12 years, she dare not think about it.But fortunately, 12 years later, the boy in her heart can still appear by her side and rescue her from the cold world. God has already favored her...

Wang Jiulong raised his head and squinted his eyes, enjoying the rare sunshine.

Both of them were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke, but they knew each other that their hearts were the same.

"Hope."

"Ok?"

"...There are three more years."

Ling Pan turned his head to look at him, and what he saw was his glowing profile and upturned corners of his mouth.

She took a breath, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she turned her head silently, and smiled silently.

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Because Wang Jiulong still has a job, he and Ling Pan lived in Tianjin for two days before returning to Beijing.

It was already night after returning home, and Ling Pan was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Wang Jiulong came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Seeing that she hadn't changed into her pajamas, he stepped forward and flicked her forehead: "Go and wash up, stop playing."

Ling Pan hid for a while: "Oh, I'm not playing."

Wang Jiulong glanced sideways at her mobile phone screen, and found that it was all forms, and asked, "Then what are you doing?"

Ling Pan stared at the phone and said, "Our school's homework."

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows in surprise, sat beside her, and said, "Yo, are you enlightened?"

Ling Pan shot him a gouged look: "Cut!"

He climbed into bed, lay down next to her, and asked, "You pushed all the work, what are you going to do next?"

"Let's go to class."

Wang Jiulong was silent for a moment, then said, "Have you decided?"

Ling Pan nodded: "En."

Wang Jiulong smiled, grabbed her mobile phone, and carried her out of bed: "Since we have decided, let's wash up first, and then study slowly."

Ling Pan suddenly lost weight, and subconsciously put his arms around his neck: "What are you doing? I can walk by myself."

"Even if you can walk, you have to hold it!"

"You just want to hug me, right?!"

"Correct!"

"..."