Therefore, the boy Mu Yiyi loved deeply and had always loved should be Lei Yufeng.
And he, Han Zhenyu, just by chance, picked up half of the silk handkerchief, was mistakenly recognized and loved by mistake.
Obviously, Mu Yiyi didn't know about all this.
"Girl, you can't love him!"
He pinched the silk squid and murmured in a low voice.[
Now, the only thing that makes him proud in front of Lei Yufeng is Mu Yiyi's feelings for him, and he can't even lose this.
Lei Yufeng can take away everything he has, so he will take away the love that should belong to Lei Yufeng.
A cold and cold smile that was not warm and climbed up to the corner of his mouth.
The private room door was gently pushed open, and Mu Yiyi walked in, followed by the waiter.
"Brother Zhenyu!"
"Girl, sit down!" A warm smile appeared on Han Zhenyu's elegant handsome face. He turned his head to the waiter, "A cup of mineral water."
The waiter responded and brought in a cup of mineral water.
"Remember, you like to drink boiled water..." After the waiter put down his cup and left, Han Zhenyu spoke slowly.
"Yeah!" Mu Yiyi's eyes fell on the half silk handkerchief in his hand.
Han Zhenyu looked at her and smiled knowingly, and handed her the silk parfait: "For you, but you can tell me why you want this?"
Mu Yiyi's hand stretched out stopped in the air.
Han Zhenyu handed the silk parfait directly to her hand, held her hand with her backhand, and tightly said: "Girl, this... is yours?"
Her heart trembled and wanted to pull her hand back, but he grabbed it tightly and held it tightly.
"Eleventh year ago, one rainy day, in an alley, I met a little girl..."
"Brother Zhenyu..." Mu Yiyi interrupted him in panic, "Stop talking..."
"you love me?"
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"I know you've always loved me!"
Mu Yiyi didn't dare to look at him, and his hands were tightly held tightly. The temperature was enough to burn her heart and burn her soul.[
She loved him, for so many years, and he stood in front of her from an illusory image to a real one, and she waited for eleven years!
"Brother Zhenyu, you said you would come back to find me, you said you would not leave me, you said you would not let go of my hand. I took it seriously, so I remembered these words for eleven years, and I have been doing this dream for eleven years. But you, I love my sister!" Mu Yiyi said sadly.
"Girl, I'm sorry! I didn't recognize you! Judging from my importance to this silk squid, I should understand that... I have you, I have you all the time, but I don't know that she is you!"
Suddenly, Mu Yiyi's heart was like a surging sea, and it was hard to calm down any longer.
She finally crawled out of the dream she had been doing for eleven years, and she finally told herself that she could start over.
But I kept saying that I had you in my heart and pulled her back again.
That dream was like a blue pool, and Han Zhenyu pulled her to sink to the deepest part, and kept sinking...
It was like that rainy day, he pulled her and ran all the way, running all the way...
Tears fell one by one.
Mu Yi bit his lip and tried hard to pull his hand back, but it was futile.
For this dream, she cried, complained, sad, and despaired; for this dream, she gave her most precious things!
She looked forward to Han Zhenyu telling her more than once that she would leave here together and not care about anything.