Chapter 4737

Han Yichu thought of that look, his heart suddenly trembled, a strange feeling.

Although Han Yichu himself does not understand, but his instinctive feeling, he should find Huangqing dance.

Han Yichu is about to rush out in a hurry, but he only finds his bathrobe when he goes downstairs. He immediately arranges for people to go out to look for it, and he also changes his clothes as soon as possible.

Han Yichu's heart is also so anxious.

He kept shouting, "Huang Qing dance, Huang Qing dance..."

Han Yichu has never been so anxious to find someone.

Huang Qing dance is still crying, immersed in her own emotions, the pain in her heart is uncomfortable, the past and the memory of reality are intertwined, even she can't tell what is true and what is false.

She felt that she was being called.

But Huang Qingwu thought about it with self mockery. It must be an illusion. Maybe she missed Han Yichu at that time, so she had hallucinations.

Until Han Yichu came to Huang Qingwu breathlessly.

He's looking too fast. He's running too fast. He hasn't come yet and can't catch his breath.

He watched Huang Qingwu squat there, curling up and crying, as if abandoned.

Han Yichu's hard heart softened and hurt.

He did not expect that his words could bring so much harm to her.

Han Yichu felt that he couldn't see Huang Qingwu cry, and his heart was also seized, but he didn't know how to coax him, how to make Huang Qingwu not cry. He didn't even know what to say.

After hesitating, Han Yichu squats down slowly, reaches out his hand, and wants to caress Huang Qingwu's hair, but he is afraid to stimulate her.

In fact, Han Yichu was not very happy about this meeting.

He felt that his heart was sour and astringent.

In fact, he didn't hurt anyone. For the first time, a girl was hurt by him.

Why did he hurt her?

Hurt someone who is dedicated to him and wants to be with him.

It's not easy to care about someone with all your heart!

Han Yichu now thinks that he should cherish a good girl who likes him.

Maybe Han Yichu's breath is too strong, Huang Qingwu is tired of crying, and he is stiff and slightly raises his head.

She suddenly saw Han Yichu, on his eyes, where the pain is very obvious.

Huang Qingwu is stunned. She feels that she has seen Han Yichu in her memory. She loves her and loves her.

Huang Qingwu opened his mouth and said, "it's also early."

No matter the voice or the look, she had the trust and dependence on him. The look of trust with all her heart was clear to Han Yichu. That kind of intimate murmur, as if it is between the most intimate people.

I don't know why, Han Yichu's heart trembled, his throat rolled down, he slowly reached out to wipe away Huang Qingwu's tears, "don't cry, OK? Let's go home. "

Huang Qingwu nodded happily, "well, let's go home."

Now she is still a little confused, and regards Han Yichu as Han Yichu in the past.

She is very happy, very excited, excited to stand up, but because of squatting for a long time, at this time the body is not stable.

Han Yichu holds her, and Huang Qingwu embraces Han Yichu. She buries her head in his arms and is still crying.

She wanted to tell him that she had a dream that she came back to her own world. He forgot her and she was in pain.

Thinking about it, Huang Qingwu's tears couldn't help flowing and soaked Han Yichu's shirt.