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It's not that she's forgotten, but it's the current Han Moo Joon that makes her become afraid.
Could it be that she's overthinking it?
Hoshio University.
Graduation meeting, filled with graduates.
There was a principal on the stage who spoke kindly, and Lan Xiangqing brushed past a few rows of seats and walked to the second row of seats to sit down. She wanted to look back to see where Han Mojun was sitting.
But once she looked back, she realized that Han Mojun was nowhere to be seen.
Her heart was uneasy, she wanted to sit down but stood up, and a classmate on the side asked, “Hey, the principal is speaking, sit down.”
Lan Xiangqing looked at the principal on the stage, then sat down, but a few minutes suddenly impatient.
Second floor corridor.
Ji Anran is cold on the surface, “Jun, if you really want to kick me out, I'll go and talk to Lan Xiangqing and tell her that you have a purpose for contacting her.”
“To think that Lan Xiangqing loves you so much that she would never think of loving someone like you, she would definitely go crazy, haha⋯⋯ Han Mu Jun, this is your retribution.”
Said, hideous expression a big smile, Ji Anran but said the excitement, suddenly time to freeze, in the air echoed the sound of clapping, Ji Anran a stunned expression to see Han Mojun in front of her, personally hit her face.
“You hit me...”
The fiery left cheek made it difficult for her to raise her head for the rest of her life.
“Ji Anran, I will not be threatened by you, don't forget that we are in the same boat, you can't escape me, when the time comes, you can't get out of it.”
Han Mujun coldly laughed and dumped a trump card, right, he hallowed Han young master, how can he be threatened by a woman.
Ji Anran's face was ashen, looking at Han Mujun who smiled smugly, cruel him, intending to push her into crushing time.
When she hears the end of the graduation party's answer curtain, Ji Anran rolls her eyes and resolves to take a risk, “Han Mujun, I'll have to go find her this time.”
“Ji Anran.”
Ji Anran's arm was pulled hard by Han Mojun, pulled to the wall, Ji Anran's back and the wall pressed together, Han Mojun's left hand propped up against the side of her cheek, “Stay by my side, Anran.”
This is what he calmly says to her.
Ji Anran's face reveals a triumphant smile, “Count on you to see good behavior, look behind you.”
Han Mo Jun turns around and sees Lan Xiang Qing looking at him with sad eyes, she didn't expect to see the scene again for the second time, the first one was last night, and now, it pushes her into the cold abyss.
Lan Xiangqing as wooden dumbfounded, the heart seems to become the kind of pain that is pressed by the carriage, but Han Mojun did not explain, rubbed her, easily stepped through.
Stepping through, a ground of heartbreak.
Ji Anran walked in front of her, like a good show, said, “Lan Xiangqing, either you are too stupid, too stupid, even men can not manage.”
After saying that, he walked around her and walked away easily.
The world became dark, so dark that she was so helpless that she couldn't find her way.
Suddenly...
It was raining, and the atmosphere was not suitable for a graduation party, so everyone had to leave. But when Lan Xiangqing reached the entrance of the political building, a driver approached her with an umbrella.
“Ms. Lan, Mr. Han asked me to take you home.”
“Go home?”
Lan Xiangqing snorted, “Leave me alone, you go back.”
After saying that, she rubbed her shoulders, along with the slow camera, rubbing past the driver, rubbing past ⋯⋯.
The rain soaked her to the bone, and she was dumbfounded, walking down the road one step at a time, the passersby not caring about her.
As the memories unfold...
The first time we met, she sweetly called him Jun's brother, and his eyes were nothing but cold seawater that he accidentally fell into and couldn't break out of. He hated her.
The second time we met, she chased behind him, became a little follower, bullied at every turn. But he was suddenly in front of her, “You'd better disappear in front of my eyes.”
Third time I saw him, she confessed to him, and he stomped her hard-earned chocolates on the floor.
⋯⋯...
How did she not realize that it was before, when she found Han Moo Joon around her, and as she grew up, each one changed.
In high school, Han Moo Joon suddenly confessed to her in front of everyone, saying he liked her and had a crush on her for a long, long time. Because of the crush grows a long time, dead heart, she suddenly burns up.
She accepts him and is treated with gentleness by him everywhere, very different from him before.
Along the way all the way, she suddenly in scoffed up, “Lan Xiang Qing, you fool.”
The rain falls heavily, soaking her up and down, then finds a wooden chair and sits down, shivering like a poor puppy.
Han Mojun stood at the skyscraper, looking at the rain turning the entire world into a blur, just like his heart.
He looked on proudly when suddenly Secretary Wu came in and reported, “Young Master Han, the phone is ringing.”
“Uh-huh.”
He turned around and picked up the microphone to his ear, “What's the matter?”
“Ms. Lan didn't come home today, is she still with you?”
“No.”
Han Mojun said indifferently, hanging up immediately, “Prepare a car for me, tell the staff to work overtime tonight to speed up getting Tianyi's project done.”
“Yes.”
Secretary Wu retreated.
The temperature of the air plummeted due to the relentless rain. Sitting bathed in rainwater, Lan Xiangqing's entire body cooled halfway down without her feeling it, soaking into her hot veins.
All she could do was stay, anything seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Hollow eyes filled with helplessness and sadness.
She sat there for a full hour, with no thought of returning to her home.
On this night, a teenager stood in front of a pearl milk tea store, calling out to a child begging for food, handing him a hundred dollars, while handing over the hot milk tea.
“Give this to the man across the street.”
The kid blinks in surprise, hastily puts the hundred dollar mess away in his pants pocket, grips the hot cup of milk tea, and runs across the street to the young girl sitting in the wooden chair.
Until, the kid handed it to her, “Sister, there's someone for you.”
Without waiting for her to respond, he immediately threw it in her empty hand and ran off.
“⋯”
Lan Xiangqing was thrown the milk tea cup suddenly, and wanted to call out to the child and ask who it was. Who knew that the child suddenly ran away.
She lowered her head and looked at it, her palms were hotly scalded as they exchanged hands with each other, “It's a simple warmth, isn't it?”
She said naively.
Not long after, the rain stopped.
She downed her cup of milk tea in one gulp and then fell asleep all over her reclining wooden chair.
She had long, long dreams of, in the backlight, her and his blurred figures.
A limousine slowly made its way along the curb, stopped at the wooden chair, and the teenager got out of the car and walked toward her, walking gently, then carrying her to the car.
Finally, the limo lifted its gray breath and left.
Standing in front of the pearl milk tea store, the teenager slightly raised the corners of his mouth, held up a long time umbrella then put away.
Blue to Qing, did not think that at this time, we come to see at a distance.
Blue home.
Han Mu Jun holding blue to clear into the room, this is his first time in his life to go in, when he was a child, he was often not allowed to go in, there will always be blue to clear mischievous huh, “Jun brother, this is my pigsty, stinks can not want to dirty you oh.”
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