Su Chuanlin put one hand in his pocket and carried Nan Sheng upstairs with the other.
"Yin Han, go home early and call me when you get there." Nan Sheng turned around and waved goodbye to Yin Han, reluctant to part.
"Brother, don't walk so fast! I want to see him again."
"..." Su Chuanlin didn't hear him. Instead, he lifted her even higher with one hand. Nan Sheng's feet were completely off the ground, and he let her thrash around.
Yin Han didn't leave. Watching the girl's retreating figure, he already had a plan in mind.
As Nan Sheng entered the elevator, she saw that the boy was still there, gazing at her with tender affection. The two looked at each other from afar.
Nan Sheng didn't know why, but even though he was right in front of her, she felt particularly uneasy. Under the streetlight, he stood dressed in black, his hands in his pockets. His gaze was deep and distant, as if piercing through the darkness in the distance, as if he were searching for something. His back revealed a sense of loneliness and contemplation. Her heart ached, and she shook off Su Chuanlin and ran towards the boy.
The boy watched the figure running towards him, his breath caught in his throat. This scene had appeared clearly countless times in his dreams, but now that it was actually happening, it felt blurry to him.
She didn't say anything, but held him tightly with all her might. Only when Yin Han felt the warmth of the girl in his arms did he realize that she was just as reluctant to part with him as he was.
Yin Han put his arms around her, lowered his head slightly to her ear, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"Yin Han, we'll be together, right? We'll always be okay, won't we?" Nan Sheng suddenly felt a surge of fear of losing her, as if her rebirth had all been a dream.
Yin Han smiled knowingly and let out a low hum.
"How about I take you home with the driver?" It's so cold, he must be so lonely going home alone.
"No need, you can go back now. I'll call you when we get there. Besides, aren't you going to pick me up for school tomorrow?" Yin Han affectionately ruffled her hair.
"Then I don't want you to watch me leave, I want to watch you leave first." Nan Sheng let go of him.
Yin Han didn't refuse: "Okay."
He then obediently turned and walked away. After taking two or three steps, he saw that the girl was really staring at his back. He couldn't bear it anymore because he knew how painful it was to watch the back of someone you liked leave: "Sheng Sheng, go back. It's cold."
Nan Sheng nodded, but still didn't move.
Yin Han had no choice but to turn and leave.
Only after his figure disappeared did Nan Sheng reluctantly turn her gaze away, go inside, and take the elevator upstairs.
"Oh, so the little princess has finally decided to leave the prince and return to the palace?" Su Chuanlin leaned against the doorway, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Nan Sheng.
"Alright, I'll let it slide since you mentioned princes and princesses." Nan Sheng pressed her fingerprint and went inside.
Su Chuanlin didn't follow her inside. He took out his phone and waved it, saying, "Princess, take a look at your phone. It's probably about to explode." Then he turned and left.
Nan Sheng thought he was talking nonsense until she saw the messages on her WeChat account and realized what was going on—a large number of private messages from the family group chat and her parents.
She clicked into the family group chat and saw that Su Chuanlin had posted a video of her and Yin Han at school an hour earlier, along with the caption: "The little princess has been abducted. Please don't be sad, because in a few more years, perhaps we will be able to see a little princess again."
“…” Nan Sheng, when is he going to film a video? I must say, she and Yin Han are quite photogenic.
On the other side...
In the dark and damp alley, Yin Han, with a cold and ruthless expression, stared at the several men in black holding wooden sticks in front of him, or more precisely, at Lu Zhicheng behind the men in black, with a gaze as fierce as a wolf.
Even the black-clad bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines when they saw such bloodthirsty eyes.
Lu Zhicheng gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, he's just a piece of trash. What can he do? What are you afraid of? If you don't fight back, you'll be the ones getting beaten. Get him, all of you, and cripple him!"
Yin Han remained completely calm. Suddenly, he remembered something and slung his backpack over his shoulder.
Soon after, a series of wailing cries came from the narrow alley.
Lu Zhicheng looked at the eight bodyguards who had all fallen to the ground, clutching their bodies and groaning. Then he saw Yin Han, who was completely unharmed, walking towards him step by step with a wooden stick in his hand. His face was tense and helpless, and his whole body was trembling: "You bunch of trash, get up now!! Keep hitting him!"
"Yin Han, you piece of trash, you dare to hit me and see what happens! Otherwise, the Lu family will make you wish you were dead. You're nothing but a maggot in a stinking ditch, disgusting from head to toe! Disgusting! Why would Nan Sheng like you? She clearly likes me!" Even as Lu Zhicheng saw Yin Han walking towards him like a ghost, he kept backing away, but he still uttered the most vicious words.
When Yin Han heard Lu Zhicheng say that the girl liked him, he swung the stick forward with force.
"Ah... Ah!!" Lu Zhicheng collapsed to the ground in pain, his body instantly covered in cold sweat, which showed how hard the person in front of him had hit him.
"You...you piece of trash, you dare hit me?! Go ahead and kill me if you dare, otherwise you'll be the one dying another day...I'll let Nan Sheng know how disgusting and terrifying you are..."
Just like his name suggests, Yin Han had an icy and fierce expression, and was exceptionally handsome. His black clothes were blown by the wind, creating a series of domineering and arrogant auras.
"She said... she wouldn't abandon me, so who do you think you are?"
If it weren't for him, he and Nan Sheng would never have ended up like this.
"Do you believe what she said? Didn't she say the same thing before?"
"None of your business!" Yin Han was about to continue fighting when he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He dodged, and a sharp dagger flew past his eyes.
"Son! Son, are you alright?! Why didn't you tell your mother you were going to do this garbage?!" Huo Yan rushed towards Lu Zhicheng as soon as she got out of the car. The two burly men in black behind her saw the people lying on the ground, took off their coats, and attacked Yin Han.
Yin Han's face was cold and hard, as expressionless as an ice sculpture. At this moment, he was grateful for the existence of those people, which gave him the ability to fight back.
Yin Han held a wooden stick, while his attackers wielded daggers, slashing at him repeatedly. Despite this, they couldn't gain the slightest advantage over the boy.
Suddenly, Lu Zhicheng's voice rang out from the ground: "Nan Sheng! You've come!"
The boy paused and looked over, and one of the men in black seized the opportunity to stab him in the abdomen with a dagger, and blood flowed out instantly.
At the same time, another man in black kicked out, and Yin Han fell to the ground.
The place the boy looked in was empty; there was no sign of the girl. Actually, he hadn't seen her out of the corner of his eye, but the moment he heard her name, he couldn't help himself...
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