Chapter 217

Most of the trees in the mouth of laohutong are old trees, and the mottled aperture hit Lu Ziheng, making it difficult for the viewer to look away.

"Xiaoqinghuan. You stand there and turn around, and your brother comes to you. "

Her heart seems to be broken.

Jump fast.

Soon, Shen Qinghuan could only hold his chest. He was about to come to her.

Shen Qinghuan unconsciously retreated. A leaf of ginkgo tree fell on her shoulder. Lu Ziheng's mouth was filled with a spoiled smile, but much more indifferent than her.

Lu Ziheng removed the ginkgo leaf on Shen Qinghuan's shoulder. He was calm. Although he was calm on the surface, he was in a panic: "I'm sure... The last time."

"Huh?"

"If you compensate yourself for my birthday gift, will the prescription end until the end of my life?"

Shen Qinghuan's delicate little face fainted red. She nodded gently, and then was pulled into a warm embrace.

"Congratulations, then." Lu Ziheng's Xing - sensitive, low magnetic voice came into her ear, "congratulations on Lu Ziheng's understanding, and congratulations on his imperfect boyfriend."

boy friend.

What you have been expecting.

Shen Qinghuan got up incoherently, "I... I'm not ready yet."

"I'm also the first time to be someone else's boyfriend. There are too many things to prepare. We can only explore slowly, but the relationship can't just stop being ambiguous."

Lu Ziheng is right.

Ambiguity is actually a very hurtful word for both men and women.

There has been no definite relationship, but there seems to be some relationship.

Shen Qinghuan doesn't have that self-confidence. She knows that everyone has patience, consumes the so-called persistence, and thinks that if efforts fail, she will find a way to give up.

She won't hang Lu Ziheng, don't want to be given up, and don't want to play any games with him.

I didn't know before. Lu Ziheng was so good at talking. Every sentence was too provocative for people's heart to carry.

The boy bent down and put down his pocket. He was an interesting dog. When he knew the business atmosphere, he chose to take the initiative to leave.

He stepped on the leaves of Ginkgo biloba, twisted his chubby posture and slowly hid in the trees.

Lu Ziheng looked down at Shen Qinghuan. His heart was too nervous, but he couldn't imagine the life of heavy life. He watched Shen Qinghuan's frame picture with a boy who wasn't himself in the future.

But if she pierces that layer of paper, the worst outcome is that she may never pay attention to herself again. Even on the day of school, she is very likely to never see her again.

Lu Ziheng sighed deeply in such a dilemma.

"Shen Qinghuan." Lu Ziheng gently called her name: "you know what I mean."

Why don't you understand.

She knows too well.

But if the sweetness now is the sadness in the future, will it continue in the future?

"Will you break up?"

"Huh?"

"Maybe I'm too idealistic." Shen Qinghuan bit his lips, and his beautiful apricot eyes were slightly obscure. "If I'm in love, I want to talk about a love that will never break up."

Lu Ziheng's throat tightened. He stretched out his right hand, picked up his index finger and scraped the bridge of the girl's upturned nose, "children. Can I understand that you are asking me for the rest of your life? "

His little girl is so overbearing.

Overbearing makes people deeply trapped. Even if there are too many unpredictable future, he only wants the present.