Yunmo knew why Zhang Chengdong said that. People Zhou Han didn't care about were being pursued by others; people she disliked were being liked by others. Zhang Chengdong was helping her regain face. She was being treated with care and cherished.
She suddenly felt a sense of fullness in her chest, a bittersweet feeling. She wanted to cry, but felt ashamed, so she quickly choked back tears and lowered her head.
Zhang Chengdong stood in front of Yun Mo, his tall figure completely enveloping her in his shadow, making it impossible for anyone behind him to see her.
He suddenly reached out and shielded her eyes, but dared not touch her. He could only gently coax her, "It's not pretty for a girl to cry."
"Tch." Yunmo blinked, looked at the palm in front of him, grabbed it, and wiped it on his eyes, saying, "Who cried? Look, there aren't any tears."
Then she hurriedly let go.
The man's hands were rough, and the corners of his eyes were a little red from wiping them, probably because she had used too much force, and there was still a slight pain.
It's said that men's body temperature is generally higher than women's, and Yunmo has witnessed it firsthand today. The warmth of his hand seemed to linger in her palm, pressed against her skin, making it impossible for her to ignore.
"Let's go," Yunmo said, but his voice was unusually soft.
Zhang Chengdong nodded, looking down at her, "Not crying anymore?"
Yunmo looked up angrily, glared at him shyly, and turned to leave.
"Yunmo!"
He heard Zhou Han's exasperated voice behind him. He quickly stepped forward and stopped her, saying, "Don't be angry with me."
"How can a college graduate from the provincial capital stay in a small rural village?"
"Please get this straight, from now on my life has nothing to do with you." Yunmo said decisively, "I can be wherever I want, there's nothing wrong with this place."
"I know you're deliberately trying to annoy me," Zhou Han sighed helplessly. "Can't you just listen to me?"
Yunmo felt utterly exhausted and replied, "Can't you understand human speech?"
Not wanting to say anything more, Yunmo turned and walked away without paying any attention.
Behind him, Zhou Han's voice still rang out, "Yunmo, don't be childish!"
Zhang Chengdong watched Yun Mo leave, but didn't move. Instead, he looked at Zhou Han with a cool gaze.
"From now on, I'll take care of her life; you don't need to worry about it."
Zhang Chengdong straightened his clothes and strode forward, leaving Zhou Han looking completely bewildered.
It was as if it were real. Zhou Han's expression changed; he still didn't believe that Yun Mo would fall in love with someone else.
For so many years, she has always been by his side. He can't get rid of her or drive her away. Even when he likes someone else and gets hurt a lot, Yunmo still treats him well despite all the grumbling and complaining.
Why did he suddenly stop listening to him? Impossible, they must be acting. Yunmo would never abandon a soldier who has no education.
Zhou Han clenched her fists tightly, watching the receding figure in front of her.
Zhang Chengdong had already caught up quickly, and the sound of his approaching footsteps made Yunmo unconsciously slow down.
“Miss Yun.” Zhang Chengdong stood next to her.
Yunmo glanced sideways, only daring to look at him out of the corner of her eye.
He was tall and slender, with an upright posture, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "You haven't answered me yet."
That gaze seemed to draw her in instantly, and Yunmo felt her heart tighten suddenly.
Yunmo bit her lip and asked, "What's the problem?"
"I want to pursue you, do you agree?"
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