She raised her eyes and smiled ingratiatingly at Cen Yue, patting his hand soothingly.
Song Yiyi lowered her voice and softened her tone: "Be good, you and my brother will think about it. I'll go see Comrade Huo."
Gu Cheng didn't want to go, but she had to go and take a look anyway.
Still inside the compound.
Hope nothing really happens.
Besides, Song Yiyi had a good impression of Huo Tianqi. She was a good girl.
Let her, a loser, give some advice.
Huo Tianqi might feel better.
Song Yiyi quickly slipped out of the selection site.
She left the auditorium and looked around.
Huo Tianqi was not found.
Song Yiyi stood there and thought for a while, then walked to the back of the auditorium.
There is a row of bungalows there.
A gust of wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed.
There was a hint of autumn coolness in the air.
Song Yiyi pricked up her ears.
If you listen carefully, you can hear soft sobbing.
As soon as Song Yiyi left.
Cen Yue couldn't sit still.
There was no need for Gu Chengze to keep it.
The two of them took Xiang Xiang and left the auditorium during the break.
Cen Yue was looking for Song Yiyi when someone tugged at his trouser leg.
He lowered his head, thought about it, and raised his head. He stretched out his chubby arms and said softly, "Hold me."
"No."
Cen Yue refused without hesitation, "You are already two years old, why don't you walk by yourself?"
He looked inhuman.
Xiang Xiang didn't listen to what he said at all and reached out her hand stubbornly.
If Cen Yue didn't hug her, he would repeat over and over again: "Hold, hold, hold..."
I don’t cry even when I think about it.
He just pulled Cen Yue's trouser leg and refused to walk by himself.
If he hesitated for a while longer, Cen Yue would be able to let Xiangxiang pull down his pants.
Cen Yue remained unmoved. He raised his eyes slowly, looked at Gu Cheng who was standing beside him, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you leaving?"
Gu Chengze was confused, "No, what's wrong?"
Cen Yue walked around the auditorium for half a circle before he found Song Yiyi in the corner.
Gu Chengze followed behind him holding Xiang Xiang.
Xiang Xiang seemed to like this uncle very much. She hugged Gu Chengze's neck and smiled contentedly.
The three of them looked at Song Yiyi.
At this moment, she was standing alone, clinging to the corner of the wall and looking around, then quickly retracting her head from time to time.
Looks sneaky.
Just as Gu Chengze was about to shout, Cen Yue stopped him, "Shh."
He directly covered Gu Chengze's mouth.
Gu Chengze frowned and took a few steps back, increasing the distance between himself and Cen Yue.
"Don't touch me."
Song Yiyi had no idea that there were three people standing behind her.
It was her first time to eavesdrop at a corner at close range, and she felt both excited and nervous.
My heartbeat quickened a bit.
Turning the corner, Huo Tianqi was squatting and crying with his head buried.
She didn't even dare to cry out loud. She bit her lip and suppressed her shoulders, shaking, and her tears fell to the ground.
Huo Tianqi didn't know that there was a person standing in front of her, watching her cry the whole time.
Cen Bowen waited for her to cry for two minutes before he took out a handkerchief, slowly bent down, and handed it to Huo Tianqi.
Huo Tianqi was startled when a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.
She wanted to stand up.
Because he was in too much of a hurry, he lost his balance and fell backwards.
Just when she thought she was going to fall to the ground in embarrassment, the hand holding the handkerchief grabbed her shoulders and brought her back steadily.
Huo Tianqi raised his eyes and met a handsome face.
Seeing that she was fine, Cen Bowen quickly let go of her hand and handed the handkerchief to Huo Tianqi again, saying in a half-joking tone: "Wipe it off. Your makeup is smudged and you look like a kitten."
Song Yiyi, who was eavesdropping in the corner: "......"
She couldn't help shaking off the goose bumps on her body.
Huo Tianqi seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, hurriedly stood up and took two steps back, his eyes full of embarrassment.
"S-Sorry, am I in the wrong place?"
She wiped her face with her hands, wiping away the traces of tears, her voice still soft after crying: "I'm leaving now, I...I'm leaving now."
Huo Tianqi looked panic-stricken.
It caught Cen Bowen's eye without any warning.
He curled his fingers around the handkerchief, and soon said with a smile on his lips: "No, there's nothing here."
Cen Bowen paused and added, "There's no one else. If you want to cry, you can cry as much as you want. Just pretend I don't exist."
He spoke softly and slowly, as if he was afraid of scaring the person in front of him.
When Huo Tianqi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes.
Cen Bowen saw her looking at him, his eyes did not flinch, he blinked slowly, and said in a slightly raised tone: "Take the handkerchief."
This time, he didn't wait for Huo Tianqi's response and directly stuffed the handkerchief into Huo Tianqi's hand.
Then he straightened his back, turned around and strode away.
When they were about to turn the corner, Cen Bowen turned around and said to Huo Tianqi, who was still in a daze, "Comrade Huo Tianqi, your poems are very good. It's their problem if they don't appreciate you. You don't have to be sad."
He said meaningfully: "Your talent will definitely be noticed by others."
Until the tall and straight figure disappeared.
Huo Tianqi lowered his head to look at the handkerchief he was holding.
Clean and refreshing blue and white plaid.
When the wind blows, it brings with it the fragrance of laundry detergent.
She wiped her tears and straightened her clothes.
Just about to go out.
Then I heard a burst of jumping footsteps behind me.
As soon as Song Yiyi came up, she took Huo Tianqi's arm.
This posture reminded her of Aunt Cai.
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