Although the air is thin there

I try to remember you and cry

Let yourself love you deeply and learn to give up. "I just heard Guo Jing and didn't want to forget you, so I couldn't help but hum.

I don’t know why Ying Yue always feels that the songs she listens to today are so sad.

Grandpa Han stood behind Yingyue for five minutes and she didn't notice it. Maybe she was too fascinated.

Listening to her singing these songs, Grandpa Han was even more sure that they had a quarrel.

"It's cold, go back almost." He took her headphones and said something to Ying Yue.

The sun has set west to the horizon, condensing its dazzling light, leaving a circle of golden soft halo around it. The cloudless clear sky was originally light blue, like the clear sea water, but now it has gradually increased its color, becoming bluer and thicker. The peaks and mountains in the sky are green. Under the reflection of the sunset, a layer of shining golden on the picture looks particularly magnificent. Is the sunset?

"Yeah." Ying Yue nodded, turned off her phone, stood up, and held Grandpa Han's arm. "Okay, let's go back."

The night wiped away the last ray of setting sun, and the night fell slowly like a velvet curtain in a theater.

As for Han Mo, who was separated from Ying Yue by a wall, he didn't dare to go in, didn't dare to face it, and didn't know how to face her.

When Han Mo left another note and said he wanted to find Yingyue, he thought that Yingyue would come to City B. There was someone who knew you very much. I really didn’t know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

After thinking for a while, he pushed the door open and said, "Are you quarreling?" Grandpa Han saw Han Mo first in the living room and asked directly, but he couldn't tell what his expression was.

"That's right." Han Mo thought about it, the Cold War might be more serious than the quarrel.

"Go in and take a look and coax her, she likes you." Grandpa Han also hoped that they would make peace. He felt that these two children were like him and Yu'er, and their thoughts fell when they were young.

"Thank you." Although Han Mo was puzzled why Grandpa Han said that, he still thanked him, but Grandpa Han might not have heard it.

Holding the door handle, he seemed to be afraid to open it. When did Wu Hanmo become so cowardly? Maybe he was unwilling to accept it, he mustered up the courage to open the door, but... no one was there.

The windows are open, have you walked from there?

When time returned to Han Mo's first sentence, Ying Yue heard her familiar and unfamiliar voice and panicked. She really didn't think about how to face the owner of the voice, and she escaped...

Such a timid approach is not her Su Yingyue's approach, but it is the best way, and she has no choice.

Han Mo, who has always been perfect, was so powerless at this time.

If he wanted to know, he had to ask clearly. He jumped down the window and walked along the footprints. The footprints stopped and went to the small bridge. He continued to walk, and reached the highest point. The two of them looked at each other.

Han Mo hugged Ying Yue all of a sudden, and she struggled, "Don't move, let me hug you." She trembled as if she begged.

Is this still her brother Mo?

It seemed to be stunned by his demonic voice, and it seemed that she heard his begging, and it seemed that she missed him very much, so she did not move and stood there obediently.

Maybe

My love is not suitable for modern rules

Someone said

Youth is too short

If you have feelings, you have to squander

It doesn't mean I don't have the courage

Go and say love you

When I hold you in my arms

I really don't want to separate again

Do you believe it

The warmth of love continues

Everything is still time

Get closer to your heart

Read your secrets in the deepest

Love takes time

Only then can it be proved

Please give me Please give me Please give me

Have faith and confidence

i'llpromisetoyou

You said you're afraid that summer will miss it before it even started
Chapter completed!