Chapter 418 And, I love you
When candidate number 16 on the stage let out a low cry, Cheng Zhiyuan stood up silently.
In the dim light, few people noticed the man sitting in the front row.
Only the sound of the side door in front of the auditorium opening attracted a few eyes, and Yan Yi also looked over there.
He frowned slightly as he watched the tall figure disappear behind the door.
Is it really Cheng Zhiyuan?
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It turns out that the phrase "she is crying" does not refer to the girl's performance on the stage.
Secretary Liu understood when he saw Shen Pianpian squatting motionless on the ground in a corner of a corridor backstage of the auditorium, and tears dripping down at her feet.
“She’s crying” means literally.
The next moment, the man in front of him glanced at him coldly, his eyes were cold and sharp. Secretary Liu immediately broke out in a cold sweat on his neck. He quickly lowered his head and retreated without saying a word.
When there was no one left in the narrow corridor, Cheng Zhiyuan slowly approached the girl.
Shen Pianpian squatted against the wall, tears streaming down her face like water, but she lowered her head and said nothing, seemingly unaware of it.
Cheng Zhiyuan frowned slightly. If he continued crying like this, his eyes would probably be damaged.
The man took a few steps forward, half squatted down and touched her hair, and asked in a low voice,
"What's wrong?"
The girl seemed startled and looked back at him.
As soon as those moist eyes, soaked in water, met his gaze, tears began to flow even more violently.
Then the girl wiped her face in panic, opened her mouth and let out a small hiccup, whimpering like a puppy.
"I have no idea……"
She wiped her tears and said,
"I don't know... I just can't stop... hiccup..."
Cheng Zhiyuan finally frowned as he watched the tears pouring out of her eyes. He reached out to wipe them away but couldn't stop them at all. Just as the man was about to say something, he heard the girl sobbing and continuing,
"I just... feel bad... I, I, I... I feel bad just because I'm immersed in the role... That sick person... I don't know how much pain he's in... Hiccup... Whenever I think about this... I feel even worse..."
Shen Pianpian's face was covered with tears, and she gradually cried like a child, completely disregarding her image.
So she didn't notice the man's frozen expression and hands.
Cheng Zhiyuan stared at her watery face in a daze. The girl's voice was vague and aggrieved.
"I don't want to cry either... hiccup... I can't stop crying... hiccup..."
At this moment, the lights dimmed, and the reversed time flashed quickly before Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes. Those hideous and bloody hallucinations reappeared one by one. The other self who was immersed in the dark shadows finally raised his head from hell at this moment.
With the mottled flesh and blood and white bones of the past, he saw the girl crying for him in a disheveled state.
It’s like belated compensation for the brutal years.
She stood in the clean and gentle sunshine, crying for Cheng Zhiyuan, who was immersed in the abyss and could not bear the light of day.
It is salvation.
The man made a swallowing motion.
Then, together with the self who was looking up in hell, they curled their lips slightly.
That was a smile.
Cheng Zhiyuan half-knelt in front of the girl, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to hug her.
Chen Pianpian was caught off guard and pressed her face into his shoulder, her tears instantly soaking a large area of fabric.
Shen Pianpian: “??? Hiccup?”
Regardless of lust, Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his head and gently kissed the top of the girl's head, and said silently,
"Thanks."
Thank you.
Shen Pian Dancing.
Also, I love you.
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