There's some unspeakable fascination.
And she was cleaning the living room, and the voice of the news anchor came from the TV, and she was busy, and it was all going on in an orderly way.
However, after he came out, she seemed to have buried her small head lower and didn't look at it at all.
He took a deep breath and walked step by step.
Ning An wiped the vase under her hand. She had almost done all the housework she could do, and the glass vase almost broke it.
She could not hold her breath when she was aware of his footsteps.
Jun Han looks at her small body, and seems to be a little unnatural. Her eyes twinkle slightly. When she opens her mouth again, there is more sense of sorry in her tone.
He said slowly I'm sorry, I was abrupt just now. If nothing happened, it would not be too late that day. I would go first... "
Then he turned to leave.
The air was quiet, and she did not speak again.
Jun Han saw that she did not have any expression, the bottom of my heart inexplicably sank a little.
It's a feeling that I can't say clearly. Maybe I really hate myself
He walked to the door step by step, picked up his coat, put it on, and the moment he opened the door --
"wait...!"
Suddenly a voice came from behind and stopped him.
Jun Han's body was suddenly stunned. When he looked back at the past, he gradually saw a light in his eyes.
She
Ning'an still holds a small dishcloth in her hand. She stands in the middle of the living room, and the soft and bright warm light hits her. It is like plating a layer of golden light on her whole body, which is particularly beautiful.
And she said to him slowly: "the cake has not been cut. This is a gift you bought for me. It's better to wait for the cake to go."
This word falls, Jun Cold Zheng next, immediately repeatedly nod: "good."
No matter when she left, if she didn't let him go now, he should be satisfied.
Jun Han's mood from loss to re gradually lit up a little flame, so that his mood seems to be good.
But he tried to hold back his mood, put back his coat and went to the table.
Ning'an took the cake out of the refrigerator and two people stood in front of the table.
Ning'an slightly drooping eyes, but the voice is very soft: "or you to cut it, my hands stupid."
Jun Han a listen, subconsciously way: "how can, whose hand is stupid, your hand will not be stupid."
She will take good care of him when she is blind and has three meals a day, so that he will never forget the taste.
This small house is not big, but she arranged it in order, warm, clean and bright.
She is the one who makes him feel extra warm when he thinks about it
Let him, some Greed.
Ning An listens to him boast oneself, when drooping small head, ear root also slightly red.
After the cake was opened, he helped her insert the candles one by one.
She's 21 years old this year.
Ning An looked at him and actually inserted 21 candles. There was a touch of surprise on his eyes.
He knew he had 21st birthday?
Jun Han didn't notice the fluctuation of her eyes. He took out his own lighter and helped her light the candle.
In an instant, the flames on the little candles moved and swayed.
Jun Han went to turn off the light, and the candle light was left in the room.
The light reflected her delicate and white face, shining and charming.
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