Chen Qingtian holds the finger of the gift box and suddenly tightens it.
She moved her eyes away from the gift box and looked forward in a daze.
The square is full of couples coming and going. Some of them are as intimate as the couple they saw in the cinema today, some are hugging each other, some seem to be quarreling
All kinds of life, but especially true.
Only she, like stepping on cotton, can't land.
About twenty or thirty meters away from them, there was a man in a clown's costume, with red nose and golden hair, especially dazzling in the light.
With a black hat in his hand, he sometimes makes a bright rose for the lover passing by.
When Chen Qingtian's eyes fell on him, he didn't know whether the other party intended or didn't intend to, but also looked at her.
Across the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the clown rushed to Chen Qingtian and drew his extremely bright lips, which showed a kind of frightening eerieness.
He just turned out the rose in his hand, and nodded in the direction of Chen Qingtian, then handed it to the waiting couple with a smile.
Chen Qingtian tenses her body in an instant, and the cold starts to spread from the bottom of her heart, which almost makes her swallow it completely.
"What are you looking at?"
Han Jinglun, who tied the necklace to Chen Qingtian, came to her and shook his hand in front of her eyes.
Chen Qingtian didn't notice his action. She saw the clown, walked a few steps towards them, stopped again and smiled at her.
Maybe Chen Qingtian's expression is too focused, Han Jinglun can't help being curious, but also subconsciously turns his head slightly, wants to follow her eyes to see what she is looking at.
But before his eyes could reach the clown, Chen Qingtian suddenly stood on tiptoe, put his arms around Han Jinglun's neck and kissed his lips.
Han Jinglun was a little surprised for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with smile, he put his arms around her waist, turned away from the guests and deepened the kiss.
For a while, Han Jinglun just let go of Chen Qingtian's blushing cheeks, reached her ear, touched her earlobe gently, and his voice was hoarse: "do you want to try again?"
Chen Qingtian's earlobes were burning. She pushed Han Jinglun to earn money from him.
Han Jinglun chuckled, grasped her fingers and pinched them gently: "I like it very much."
Chen Qingtian is embarrassed by him. She is controlled by a strange emotion, which makes her feel that she can't find herself.
She didn't dare to look at him, and her eyes were aimless on the ground.
Then a rose, exactly, was thrown at her feet.
Chen Qingtian looks at the beautiful rose and wakes up for a moment.
She held Han Jinglun's arm tightly with her fingers and looked behind him.
The clown is gone.
An unprecedented panic filled her heart. Even holding on to Han Jinglun tightly, she felt her legs trembling and almost could not stand stably.
"Xiaoqing?" Han Jinglun felt the sudden force of her fingers and patted her back gently.
Chen Qingtian bit his lip severely, then suddenly looked up and smiled at Han Jinglun: "Professor Han, I miss your meal a bit, or shall we go back?"
Han Jinglun was a little surprised: "don't you watch fireworks? It's about to start. "
Chen Qingtian shook his head: "suddenly I don't want to see it."
Han Jinglun rubbed her hair and said softly, "OK, let's go home."
Then she took her hand and walked toward the parking lot.
Chen Qingtian looks at his delicate side face, his heart tip quivers slightly,
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