"Ting'er!" Zhang Qianbo's voice suddenly sounded behind Liu ting'er.

Liu tinger's back stiffened and turned her head in a daze. She saw Zhang Qianbo behind her.

He stood upright, the buttons of his clothes were open, his hair was messy, and his beard grew out without shaving. He looked haggard and lonely.

He was panting, standing there against the light and looking at Liu tinger. His joy, guilt, relaxation and heartache were all expressed on his face.

Time seemed to be at a standstill. Neither of them spoke and let the wind mess their hair.

"Tinger! I finally found you." Zhang Qianbo regained his mind, walked towards Liu tinger step by step, and finally sat on Liu tinger's left.

Liu tinger opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say a word.

"Ting'er. Sorry to make you sad and misunderstood. About the photo..." Zhang Qianbo organized the language to explain to Liu ting'er.

"I believe you," Liu tinger said before Zhang Qianbo finished.

If she had hesitated before, when she saw Zhang Qianbo standing in front of her against the light, all her anger, grievances and sadness seemed to disappear.

As long as Zhang Qianbo stands in front of her, everything is unimportant. She believes in him.

"But I still want to tell you that the pictures on the Internet are true. I really went out with Yang linling. But our motivation is not as dirty as what the Internet said." Zhang Qianbo looked at Liu tinger gratefully and moved her to believe in herself.

At the same time, Zhang Qianbo took out the hairpin in his hand and handed it to Liu tinger.

"What is this?" Liu tinger looked at Zhang Qianbo suspiciously.

"Open it and have a look. This is a gift I gave you." Zhang Qian said excitedly, with some pride in his eyes.

Liu tinger opened the gift with her slender fingers.

What appeared in front of me was a delicate hairpin.

"Wow! How beautiful!" Liu tinger exclaimed.

The hairpin is embedded with a sapphire. It has a delicate shape and a moderate length. It shines brightly in the sun. The most important thing is that the names of Zhang Qianbo and Liu tinger are engraved on the top of the hairpin.

At first glance, we know that Zhang Qianbo did it himself.

Liu tinger raised her head in surprise and looked at Zhang Qianbo's expectant eyes: "did you make this yourself?"

Zhang Qianbo nodded irrefutably: "that's right. It's also the source of this misunderstanding."

Liu tinger sat quietly listening.

"This gift was meant to be given to you on Chinese dress day. But I had to take it out in advance because of these things recently. In fact, the reason why I eat with Yang linling is because I'm looking for her to learn how to make hairpins." Zhang Qianbo smiled helplessly and felt that he was really tired in the face of these rumors.

In the two days of looking for Liu tinger, he was going crazy.

When Liu tinger heard this, her eyes flushed and she looked at Zhang Qianbo painfully: "sorry, Qianbo, I was so excited at that time that I left rashly. Moreover, I called you and Yang linling picked it up... At that time... I was a little disappointed."

"Telephone?" Zhang Qian Boqi looked at Liu tinger strangely.

"Well, I called you just before I left."

Zhang Qianbo thought, but he didn't remember at all.