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Keep standing?

Huaiyan only felt her face turn red from embarrassment. Her reputation had already been ruined, so she shouldn't add on any more rumors. However, she definitely wouldn't be able to open the door, and she would never follow him again.

He raised his hands to cover his ears, then grabbed the pillow and pressed it on his head. Only his voice was still transmitted in through the old wooden door little by little, like soft cotton threads scratching her eardrums time and time again.

"Huaiyan, please don't be angry, okay?"

The surrounding girls couldn't help but start whispering to each other. Some of them were bold enough to purposely walk behind him, while the only one that didn't move was him who was focused on the closed door. He was neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Her face was covered with ears as she covered her ears. She had always been soft-hearted and couldn't stand to see others humble themselves in front of her. Although she was tall and stubborn, she couldn't bear to see others soft in front of her.

Even though they had only known each other for a few days, she knew that he had always been incredibly arrogant and stubborn. No matter why he had suddenly changed so much, his current behavior still moved her a little. She was just an ordinary girl, and had the vanity that all girls had.

"..." With a smile on his face, then … Can I apologize to you? "

After being silent for a long time, he slowly spoke up again. His fingers took out a cigarette and lit it up, and the appearance of his narrowed eyes as he sucked in a mouthful of smoke attracted the suppressed screams from the surroundings … Huaiyan sat up and stared blankly at the locked door. Apologize? Would he apologize to someone as lofty as him, someone who had the status of an employer that was always on the tip of his tongue?

Even her breathing felt too heavy. She bit her lips and listened attentively for any sounds outside the door …

"Huaiyan, I'm sorry."

With a low cough, he stubbed out the cigarette that had not yet burned out and threw it into the trash can. When he turned around, he found that the door was already open, and she was standing in the doorway with her eyes red and swollen. She was not wearing the clothes he had prepared for her, and she was wearing a homemade cotton nightgown.

His eyes lit up as he took her hand and softly embraced her. He bit her ear and whispered, "I originally wanted to buy a rose for you, but I was afraid that I would be embarrassed if you didn't want it. That's why I came empty-handed."

She lowered her eyes and dared not to meet all kinds of gazes. She then lowered her voice and said, "You can come in first."

She pulled him in and pushed the door shut. When she saw his eyes darting around the room, she blushed a little.

He nodded his head, but didn't mind. He walked to her bedside and sat down, patting the empty spot beside him. With an enchanting smile, he said, "Huan`er, come here."

She was stunned. Why did it sound like she was calling a puppy? However, he still lowered his head as if restrained by his magnetic voice.

The true earth of her nightgown was really ugly. It had been so long that even the whiteness had started to turn yellow. She was a little worried, afraid that she would see contempt in his eyes.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his embrace before sitting on his lap. His fingers seemed to be filled with tenderness as they landed on her face. "Does it still hurt?"

"You seem to have changed a bit too fast. Don't tell me you're going to get it right?"

She pressed her hands against his chest, resisting his sudden gentleness.

"Fine? "What do you mean?"

He raised his eyebrows, his aura was so evil that it was impossible to ignore.

"Human split!"

Although it wasn't easy for her to hold a grudge, she wasn't happy to forget it at all.

He held her in his arms even tighter after a long time. His chin rested on her hair as he muttered to her in a low voice.

"You should know that there are some things in some people that they don't like being touched by others. For example … Your first love for Song Family. "

Huaiyan's throat tightened. She wasn't a saint, so she didn't feel any pain at all. Just thinking about it still hurt her bones.

"He … "It's not that serious. I've already put it down." She opened her mouth in a low voice and her fingers unconsciously intertwined together.

"Alright, that's all. I'll come over to pick you up. Pack your things." He let go of her and put his arm around her waist to pull her to the ground.

"I, I don't want to move out." She lowered her head with a smile, and her hair gently slid down from the sides of her face, pressing against her neck.

"Hmm?" He looked up at her, puzzled.

"My reputation has already been ruined. Others will think that I … I've been wrapped up by you. "

She spoke in a low voice, trying her best to sound as light as possible. After pausing for a second, she lifted her lips again. "Even though this is the case, you should understand that I don't want others to think like this …"

"Is it that embarrassing to be wrapped up by me?" He stood up, and his tall body was full of oppression, "I guess all the girls in your school will work hard without a care for themselves!"

She turned around and powerlessly sat down. Her eyes were clear as she looked out of the window, "Anyway, I've already done this. Forget it. Let's go. However, four months later …"

Huaiyan suddenly gritted her teeth, and her nose turned sour for some reason. However, she still stubbornly said, "I hope you let me go. We will return to the bridge, and return to the road."