Han Yunting shook his head indifferently, "no!"

"What's that?" Leng Shutong's tone was urgent.

It is difficult for Han Yunting to say what he will say next.

After a long hesitation, he rolled his Adam's apple and whispered, "I want to tell you, because this disease may make me unable to like you in a short time. If so, would you like to be with me? "

Leng Shutong was shocked and forgot to respond.

Han Yunting looked at her carefully and asked in disappointment, "so, I can't accept it, right?"

"No!" Leng Shutong refuted subconsciously, straightened out his thoughts, and tried out in disbelief: "do you mean to be with me?"

It doesn't matter that I can't like her in a short time!

For the past seven years, he didn't even know he existed, but she still sticks to today.

Dream of people close at hand, even if you do not like now, does not mean that the future does not like.

Where there is a chance, always try to know the result!

Leng Shutong's dim eyes reappeared. She looked at Han Yunting's hand and poked it slowly, "isn't it? I understand, don't I? "

Han Yunting looked down at her fingertips and held them calmly, "yes, right!"

"You, you're not kidding?" Leng Shutong felt the warmth of his palm, his throat was blocked, and his eyes were moist.

Han Yunting held her finger and made a little effort, as if he had made up his mind. He nodded: "I won't joke about this kind of thing.

Do you need time to think about it? I can't guarantee that I will like you, but for the moment, I want to try to develop a relationship with you

He bit the last two words very hard.

The implication, because it is Leng Shutong, so he will have such an idea.

At the moment, finally got a positive answer, cold Shutong's heart a hot.

Excited, but also a trace of sour and astringent, five flavor Chen miscellaneous.

She hides in the body side finger, fiercely pokes own palm, turns the head to look ahead, suppresses the emotion which rushes to the heart.

"I really need to think about it. I'll go to the bathroom. You wait for me..."

Leng Shutong gets up and forgets that her feet are still injured.

Han Yunting's character is absolutely not considerate, but at this moment, he still has a kind of style. Without saying a word, he bent over to pick up Leng Shutong, took her to the door of the bathroom, and said, "I'll wait for you!"

He has never been in love, but he has seen and remembered the attitude of his friends towards women.

No matter whether he likes Leng Shutong or not, she is absolutely special in her own eyes.

Han Yunting doesn't know if he likes it or not. At least he enjoys the present state!

Enjoy what she shows in front of her eyes, and enjoy being alone with her.

Inside and outside the bathroom, Leng Shutong and Han Yunting stood respectively.

One quietly stood in place waiting, one leaning on the door cover mouth tears.

One door, like two worlds!

Compared with Han Yunting's calmness, Leng Shutong's face was full of tears when he closed the door.

The long-awaited heart, the man who has loved him for many years, ran to him this night in Paris, and finally came true.

Everything came so suddenly and unreal, she was not sad, but crying with joy.

Threatening to think about it is just an excuse.

Don't want Han Yunting to see her tears, because he hasn't liked her.