Wei Wenbo held her hand and said gently: "Even if it's dawn, I will wait for you."
He smiled and turned around and left, and then turned back, and said seriously: "If you want to leave at any time, tell me. If I beat Zhang Lang up, I will pick you up."
Tian Mafan stood at the door, staring blankly at Wei Wenbo leaving, feeling apologized.
She should be glad or sad. After so many years, no matter what happened, Wei Wenbo still loves her.[
How many of this heavy love can there be in the world?
But God is willing to do something, no matter how good he treats her, she will never like him.
Because there was a person who had occupied her entire heart, she could no longer have a place to accommodate him.
She smiled bitterly, feeling helpless.
Suddenly a shadow covered her body.
She turned her head and looked, wondering when Zhang Lang came behind her.
At this moment, he was looking at himself gloomy.
The scene where Wei Wenbo pulled her just now stimulated him, which made him extremely sour.
He couldn't help but remember that night when she said she wanted to marry Wei Wenbo.
The pain surging like a flood, hitting his heart with waves, and the strong pain swallowed him up.
He stared at her with anger.
It's not that easy to marry Wei Wenbo.
She tortured him so much that how could he let her live a happy life so happily?
Even if she no longer likes him, he will have to be with her forever.
Seeing that he was so angry, Tian Mafan wanted to bypass him and leave.
As soon as she stretched out her feet, Zhang Lang pulled over and pressed heavily on the back of the door, and his shoulders were pressed into a vague pain.
Seeing the rage in his eyes burning, she shivered.
With the light on his back, his face was dark and unstable, "Why are you so afraid of me?"
Tian Mafan couldn't understand the man's mind and didn't say anything.[
Zhang Lang smiled faintly, his smile a little blurred in the dim light, "That's right, I'm not as gentle as Wei Wenbo, of course you will be afraid of me."
Her bright eyes shone for a moment, no, you were so gentle before, like the other party Yuyao.
Thinking of it, a trace of pain appeared in her eyes.
The pain fell into Zhang Lang's eyes, thinking that she was thinking of Wei Wenbo, and the darkness in her eyes became deeper. "It turns out that you like gentleness, but I don't know that I have been with you for so long."
She looked away and remained silent because of such a depressing atmosphere that she really didn't know what to say.
"Look up and look at me."
No, she doesn't want to look at him. Because when she looks at him, her heart will drip blood until it drys...
"What, do you think I'm ugly than Wei Wenbo? I don't even want to look at me."
He squeezed her chin and forced her to look at him.
Helplessly, she closed her eyes stubbornly.
"The more you don't hate looking at me, the more I let you look at me."
The strength of his hand suddenly increased, and she took a heavy breath of pain, but her slender eyelashes were still tightly closed.
"Why, still so stubborn?" He increased his strength again, as if he wanted to crush her jaw.
It hurts really, it hurts not only the jaw, but also the heart.
When did he ever try to treat her so roughly?
A tear flowed out from the corner of his eyes.
Zhang Lang suddenly felt tight when he saw the crystal tears flowing down.