Hearing the question of the evening, Yang Haoyu's face turned white, and his clenched fists were bulging. He stood there with a stiff body and did not speak for a long time.

Looking at him in the evening, he was very clear about his worry about Fang Miaomiao.

However, the more at this time, the less impulsive. Moreover, as a woman, she can understand Fang Miaomiao's mood very well. She would never want her ex boyfriend to see her present situation.

"Well, I see. I'll wait here. If anything happens, you must call me." After a moment's silence, Yang Haoyu finally spoke out.

See Yang Haoyu want to understand, late at night a long sigh of relief, "you can think of the best."

"Don't worry, I'll help you to see her, and I'll tell you everything that happened."

"Good." His dark eyes drooped slightly. Yang Haoyu took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

After pacifying Yang Haoyu, he went downstairs and came to Fang Miaomiao's door.

Looking at the closed door in front of me, I gently licked the corner of my lips in the evening, and then I raised my hand to knock on the door.

In the room, Fang Miaomiao falls on the floor and hears a knock on the door. The whole person's body can't help shaking.

She quickly wiped the tears off her face, then got up and straightened out her long messy hair and the scars on her arm. Then she came to the door and opened it carefully.

"You, how did you come?" Looking at the evening at the door, Fang Miaomiao's face is full of confusion.

His eyes twinkled slightly. Looking at Fang Miaomiao, who had been arranged before him, but his hair was still messy and his eyes were red, he said in a low voice, "I have nothing else to do. I just want to see you."

"I, I'm fine. You don't have to look. You can go quickly." Tightly against the door, Fang Miaomiao stood there with a look of vigilance, and said quickly to the evening.

Thin lips tightly pursed and sighed to the evening. Looking at Fang Miaomiao standing at the door with some heartache, he said in a warm voice, "I have actually come for a while."

Suddenly, Fang Miaomiao stares at the night. Her voice is full of panic, "you, what do you mean? Did you hear that? "

Feeling Fang Miaomiao's nervousness, she raised her hand in the evening and tried to make her voice gentle. "Miaomiao, don't be nervous or excited. I tell you that this matter has no other meaning. As a woman, I think you are very distressed. That's all."

"Heartache?" Fang Miaomiao looked at the night with red eyes, and her voice was full of grievances. "I don't know how long I haven't heard someone say that they love me. Since my parents left, I haven't heard any more..."

Yang Haoyu stood upstairs, looking at Fang Miaomiao crying through the gap. His heart seemed to be tightly held by a big hand. He couldn't breathe because of the pain.

He once thought that if he let go, the other Miaomiao would come back soon. But he didn't expect that she had such a hard and painful life.

If he had known this, he should not let go, let alone let her pursue what nonsense happiness, as long as he firmly circle her in his arms!