Yanran didn't understand why he suddenly said such strange words.
However, looking at his face, he looked exactly like Rufeng.
She smiled faintly: "I also feel that we have known each other for a long, long time."
It's been so long that even she can't remember clearly.
Jun Wuhen was slightly startled, his clear eyes staring at her face.
A bamboo leaf fell on her head, and he couldn't help but reach out his palm to brush it away for her, and also took advantage of the situation to straighten her hanging hair.
He did this kind of action very naturally.
However, she felt a slight tremor in her heart.
Even with such small movements, his movements are exactly the same as Rufeng's.
Put her in a trance.
He smiled disapprovingly, and his eyes fell deeper on her face.
It seemed as if her every frown and smile were captured in my heart.
After the splitting headache just now, he found that everything about her had already been reflected in his heart and reflected in the depths of his soul.
No matter what connection she has with the woman he always sees in the mist, those same eyes are the softest strings that tug at his heart.
Even though I love her so much, I want to have everything about her.
However, he didn't want to hurt her anymore.
Her tears and despair were like a needle piercing deeply into his heart.
It will give him a headache and make him sad.
"Yanran," he smiled softly, his smile blooming like a lily: "I will let go of the autumn water,"
A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
He continued: "I will not lock you up again."
Yanran bit her lower lip and whispered, "Why?"
He didn't answer, but just smiled faintly and said: "Child, if you don't want it, I won't force you to give birth to it."
Upon hearing these words, Yanran's eyes suddenly opened and her body trembled slightly.
A sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I will never force you to do something you don't want to do again."