Huang Qing dance covers the position of the heart, there is really pain, pain can't breathe.

But no matter how painful she is, she will give up. If she can't give up, she will be more painful in the future.

She doesn't want to hurt any more. She's too tired to love, so she chooses to end the relationship and forget.

When Huang Qingwu was in a trance in front of the mirror, Han Yichu came back.

He was stunned to learn that Huang Qingwu had cooked a table full of dishes.

On weekdays, Huang Qing's dance party cooked for him personally, but it was never a table with so much to eat.

I don't know why, Han Yichu's heart almost jumped down, and a strange feeling came to his heart, which made him not know what it was like, just like something was going to happen.

Han Yichu thought and asked, "where's the young lady?"

"The young lady seems to have gone back to her bedroom."

Han Yichu listens and strides toward the bedroom.

Huang Qingwu heard the sound of footsteps, quickly hid his emotion, and showed a delicate smile on his face.

When Han Yichu came into the room, Huang Qingwu just got up and was facing Han Yichu, showing the most brilliant smile to him, "you're back."

Looking at the Huang Qing dance in front of him, Han Yichu's heart beat hard.

He had a sense of being amazed by time, and even a sense of deja vu in his mind.

It seems that at some time, he had seen such a dance.

Han Yichu thought carefully again, to catch something in his mind, but he couldn't catch it at all.

He tried hard to think, only a severe headache.

Huang Qing dance with the most delicate and beautiful face of Han Yichu, she slowly approached him, put her hand around his waist and said: "you're back."

These four words seem to have exhausted all the strength of Huangqing dance. Although her tone seems to be light, listening carefully, it is full of sadness, pain and a long sigh.

She put her head in Han Yichu's arms, deeply smelling the breath of his body, very greedy holding and smelling.

Because she knew that after this day and night, it was a real farewell.

Han Yichu only felt that the person in his arms was so weak and beautiful.

He involuntarily lowered his voice, gently touched her hair, patted her on the back, "leaning dance, what's the matter?"

Although he was careless, he could feel something wrong with her tonight.

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "I'm fine. I just miss you. If I don't see you for a day, I miss you very much."

Hearing this miss, Han Yichu's heart throbbed violently. To her, he couldn't help caring tenderly. He always felt that she was just like a fragile doll.

Han Yichu said in a warm voice, "haven't I come back? Is it boring to stay at home? I'll go out with you later. "

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "no, it's new year's day. I don't want to upset you."

"I don't think you're happy. I want you to be happy."

Han Yichu said, reaching out to lift Huang Qingwu's chin, deeply locking her eyes, as if to see into her heart, want to know what she is thinking.

But Huang Qingwu's eyes are just like fog, which makes people unable to see through and guess what she is thinking.

Han Yichu was a little worried, "Qingwu, if you have any idea, just tell me, don't be a dull and unhappy person."

Huang Qingwu blinked his eyes and asked naively, "Yichu, do you love me now?"