Lu Huaiyu raised his eyes and stared at her.

He was a little unable to keep up with her changes without any signs.

He was obviously still sternly just now, and he was full of resistance to him.

The little girl's voice was soft and glutinous, like a milk cat.

She blinked her bright and ignorant eyes, her eyebrows frowned, and gently shook his hand, with a bit of pleasing.

The soft fingertips were slightly cool, rubbing unconsciously in his palm, like a feather passing by, itchy and numb, itchy all the way inside.

Lu Huaiyu pulled the corner of his mouth as if he was self-deprecating, and the three questions the little girl in the barbecue restaurant answered were still vivid in my mind.

Since he has a memory, what he wants has been easily obtained, whether it is academic, achievement, social status, or money and material things.

He didn't even have to take the initiative, it seemed to fall into his hands.

Only this time, he was not sure.

He never went crazy with jealousy at an imaginary enemy like he did today.

He wanted to snatch her away from that person despicable, and couldn't help but be greedy for the current relatives she showed, even if this relative was not just for him.

The barbecue restaurant's disrepair sign ended its mission at this moment and could never shine again.

The alley was completely returned to the dark night.

Seeing that he had not responded for a long time, Jian Qing felt more and more unsure. The courage he had finally plucked up continued to vent again.

She was about to let go of her hand when Lu Huaiyu suddenly held her back.

With his ten fingers in hand, his big hands were dry and warm, and there were thin calluses on his fingertips.

Cluster her little hands firmly in the palm of your hand.

Jian Qing's pupils dilated slightly, her cheeks were red all the way behind her ears. She subconsciously retreated gently, but he held her hands tighter.

The heart seemed to have a beat.

Jian Qing's hand gradually relaxed, letting him hold her like this.

Neither of the two spoke, it seemed like they were natural actions.

When I was in the alley, I didn’t feel it until I walked out that I realized that the whole city had been stained with snow.

The silver is covered with snow and the sky is filled with snow. Under the illumination of yellow street lights, the coldness is removed, which makes people feel warm and down-to-earth.

It seemed that Lu Huaiyu was walking unfastly to take care of her.

Although the Union Hospital outpatient building is not far away, Jian Qing felt that after walking for a long time, time seemed to have become very slow.

On the white ground, they stepped on two footprints, one big and one small.

The palms were heated by him, as if an electric current spread from the palms to the whole body.

Jian Qing couldn't help but secretly withdrew his five fingers and held him back.

The man paused slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The outpatient building of Union Hospital was empty at night. Even though the lights were lit everywhere, it was still full of gloomy and weirdness.

There was a clear smell of disinfectant in the air.

Jian Qing shrank his neck and almost walked with Lu Huaiyu. He didn't dare to look around, for fear of seeing something that shouldn't be seen.

Unconsciously holding the man's hand tightly.

Lu Huaiyu didn't feel anything. He seemed to have been used to it for a long time and his face remained unchanged.

He glanced at the pale little girl and smiled, "I'm really scared?"

The man's voice was low and heavy, very magnetic, as if he threw a stone into the ignorant and calm lake. In the empty hospital, it seemed particularly clear and abrupt.

Jian Qing held her breath, as if she was afraid of something, lowered her voice and complained carefully, "Oh, don't talk."

Even she herself didn't notice it. Her tone was soft and slim, as if she was coquettish.

Lu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, feeling it was a little funny, but he stopped teasing her and obediently refused to speak.

He took Jian Qing to find the bathroom with familiarity.

"Go."

Seeing the nervousness on Jian Qing's face, he added: "It's okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Jian Qing looked into the bathroom door, hesitated for a long time before slowly letting go of his hand holding him.

"Don't leave, I'll be quick." She reminded her inconveniently.

Lu Huaiyu lowered his head, met her clear eyes, and after a while, he spoke, "I won't leave."

His voice was low and slow, and his eyebrows were extremely serious.

It seems to be comforting, but it seems to be making a promise.

Even if the person she likes is not him, she will not leave.

I am willing to be a despicable villain and also want to grab her from others.

After waiting for her, Lu Huaiyu opened WeChat in a bored manner. At the top was the WeChat phone call from Pei Hao.

He pursed his lips and tapped in. What caught his eye was the photo of the little girl being entangled in Xia Jue's arms. It was dazzling and once again reminding him.

Lu Huaiyu's eyes looked dark and he was confused. Then he pressed the message to delete it.

My eyes went up the chat interface and saw the message Pei Hao sent a long time ago.

Pei Hao: [Weibo Share: Appreciation of the winning works of Fenghualu Game Art Original Painting Design Competition...]

Pei Hao: [This is what you said earlier than me???]

Pei Hao: [TMD, were you two pretending to be reserved in the car that day?]

Lu Huaiyu frowned slightly, not sure, so he clicked on the Weibo link.

The bathroom was as empty as outside, with a window not closed, and the wind passed through the hall made a whirring sound.

Jian Qing's scalp tingled, and her mind was uncontrollably rushing into various horror movies.

She held her breath, finished the toilet at a very fast speed, and then rushed to the sink.

From the perspective of the bathroom, you can see the man standing outside the door clearly.

Jian Qing's heart was originally holding down, and she leaned under the faucet that automatically sensed the water out, and quietly observed him while washing his hands.

Lu Huaiyu leaned against the white wall, lowered his head slightly, and looked at it with his cell phone.

The screen emits a blue light, reflected on his face, outlining his deep facial features, delicate eyebrows and clear and profound jaw lines.

He looked very seriously and devotedly. His dark eyes seemed to be filled with cosmic starlight. The corners of his lips were gently curled up, and he didn't know what he saw, which made him so happy.

Jian Qing curled her lips and withdrew her gaze.

The foam rubbed by both hands was washed away by the fine flow of water.

The touch of his right hand being held by him was still clear, as if it was burned and hot.

She stared at herself in the mirror and pinned the black hair on both sides behind her ears.

Exposed red and bloody ear roots.

The people in the mirror have a lot of eyes and spring, and the expression on their faces is deeply powerless.

——There is no way to stop the loss in time.

I don’t know where the possessiveness comes from, and I want to take him as my own, regardless of whether she is worthy or not.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, Lu Huaiyu's eyes moved away from the screen of his phone and locked the screen.

"Okay?" he asked.

Jian Qing nodded and said softly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Her hands were inserted into the pocket of her coat, and her right hand secretly grabbed a handful of air, as if she was still recalling the feeling of holding hands just now.

I like it very much.

Sorry to take the initiative again.

On the way back, I was not as scared as when I first entered the hospital.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet but not awkward.

Instead of taking her back the same way, Lu Huaiyu took a short distance and walked through the inpatient department of the pediatric building.

The exterior wall of the inpatient department is the wall painting she painted before.

It was the first time that Jian Qing saw her painting from the third perspective after she finished painting the wall.

She turned her head and said proudly to the person next to her, "Look, these are all painted by me."

It's like a kid who wants praise.

Lu Huaiyu put one hand in her suit pocket, her eyes fell on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and she said in a very supportive manner: "I know, the drawing is very good."
To be continued...