Bai Shiqi knew that she was embarrassed. She coughed with a smile and readily agreed, "well, I just came to see if you are dead."
Look, he's not breaking the law.
Fang Jiacheng looked at her eyes and said, "mentally retarded!"
I didn't run.
"Go to the rooftop." Fang Jiacheng gave her a loud finger and walked there in blue and white clothes.
He's in hospital and he's on the roof. Is there something wrong with his brain?
Bai Shiqi looked at his straight back and did not dare to shout at him. She lowered the brim of her hat and trotted with him. She tugged at his sleeve and said, "I'll wait for you!"
Then they passed by.
She doesn't want to be photographed with him.
It's a typhoon. The wind in winter is like a knife. Fang Jiacheng wears thin clothes, but he doesn't go back. He just feels that the cold wind makes him feel sober.
Around a big pillar in the center of the roof, Fang Jiacheng saw the woman standing on the edge of the roof.
She was wearing sneakers, jeans, slim legs, a simple denim jacket, a hat on her hair, and the breeze blowing up the end of her hair.
Weak light on her side face, soft outline, but with a touch of cold, the two do not conflict.
Bai Shiqi's appearance in the entertainment industry is not amazing, at least not in Fang Jiacheng's eyes.
She doesn't have Fang an Tong's delicate and bright appearance, but she is not high cold, between the cool and lovely.
The face shape is a standard oval face. The facial features are not delicate, but they are just right. It's very comfortable to put them together on her small face.
In addition to her appearance, her character is not so good. She is easy to get along with in front of other people. She seems to have a high EQ when she speaks, but these are false appearances.
There's no image in private. You can do whatever you want. Every time you talk, it's like taking medicine. You have to be angry.
And the lack of root tendons, love drinking, and even smoking.
I just don't have the ability to protect myself after drinking.
Otherwise I would not be with him.
Bai Shiqi wrapped his coat and looked back to see him standing there.
The sick clothes are always broad, but they are still handsome on him. The wind blows in from the bottom of the clothes and bulges on his back.
"Come here, why don't you make a sound?" Bai Shiqi's dissatisfied mouth, because the air is too cold, with a trace of nasal voice.
Fang Jiacheng stepped forward, stood behind her, gently hugged her, chin against her shoulder, absorbed the warmth.
Bai Shiqi didn't refuse. He was warm against the wind.
With her hands on the railings and looking at the bright lights of the whole city, Bai Shiqi's heart sank uncontrollably.
Fang Jiacheng slowly tightened his arms, a strand of hair in his breath across, bring a lemon fragrance.
"Bai Shiqi." He opened his mouth in a low voice, which seemed hazy in the wind.
Bai Shiqi slightly side eyes, listen carefully.
He went on, "let's get together."
Bai Shiqi, "..."
"I like you, simple like, although I don't know what happened to you, but I have confidence, can let you believe in love again."
That winter night, he said in her ear.
Her heart, a moment locked.
Although so cold, the heart is very hot.
No one has ever said, let her believe in love again.
The wind doesn't know when it's small, and the roof becomes very quiet. Bai Shiqi slowly gathers her eyes and looks at his hands around his waist, white and clear.