"Let's go home, okay?"
He didn't even dare to get close to her.
Pan Shu sighed and looked at He Jiali's pale face. "As you can see, although it was not what I wanted, I did betray our relationship."
"So, let's stop here."
He Jiali's eyes were slightly red. He tried his best to hold back his sobs and tentatively hooked Panshu's fingertips: "I don't care, sister, I don't care at all. Don't separate, don't..."
Banshu gently rubbed the boy's soft and thick hair.
Her favorite.
Because it feels good.
It is said that men’s hair should not be touched, especially the hair of teenagers who are in their rebellious period.
But He Jiali is very well behaved.
He is really well behaved.
Every time he lets Banshu touch him obediently.
After touching, he would rub against the girl, ask for a kiss, or hug her.
This is the most outrageous thing he can do.
My sister is the gentlest person in the world.
How could he not like her.
"We are all adults, He Jiali." Pan Shu paused and took out a card from her bag. "There is 30 million in the card... and that house, it's all yours."
He Jiali pulled the corner of his lips awkwardly: "What is this, a breakup fee?"
Pan Shu was silent for a moment and said nothing.
Pei Jing was happy to watch the fun.
It’s best if it turns yellow.
He profited from it.
He has a very bad heart.
He Jiali's punch seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact it did not please Pan Shu.
Pei Jing was forcing him.
Force him to take action.
Put him at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
"I don't want it, sister. I don't want anything." His hands trembled as he wiped away his tears helplessly. "Status, status, all that nonsense... I don't want any of it. You... you don't want to leave me..."
"Congratulations, Jiali."
She curled her lip, as if helpless about his childish words, "We've already said that this relationship can end at any time."
He lowered his head, whispered a retort, and said stubbornly: "But I don't agree, sister... I don't agree..."
I caught a glimpse of Panshu's cold face.
This is the girl whose heart has been moved countless times and yet it still feels not enough.
He left her.
You will die sooner or later.
"How can I...keep you here, sister? Just tell me, and I'll do it."
"Feel sorry."
She said calmly, "That's it."
Pan Shu was carrying the latest diamond-patterned bag from C brand, and put her bank card into He Jiali's sweatshirt pocket, and turned around.
Snow flakes like broken jade were blown down in a flurry.
Pressing dark clouds.
Gray weather.
Just looking at it makes one feel so sad that one can't breathe.
Pei Jing drove slowly and followed Pan Shu with satisfaction, "Get in the car?"
He made no effort to conceal his gloating.
Pan Shu glanced at him casually and didn't give him a good look.
"Mr. Pei is very calculating."
"Thank you."
Pei Jingke is a profit-oriented guy.
As long as he gets the results he wants.
What does it matter whether the process is aboveboard?
The snow fell heavier and heavier, gradually covering the asphalt road and the young man's dead heart.
He Jiali's body was stiff and motionless.
After a while, he pursed his lips and followed the direction of Panshu.
That long and cold road seemed to have no end in sight.
The street lights have been in disrepair for a long time, and are dilapidated and dim.
Pan Shu was wearing a black coat today, so she wasn't cold. She sent Pei Jing away and wandered aimlessly on the street.
To be honest, if it weren't for what happened today, she wouldn't have separated from He Jiali so quickly.
She sighed and put her hands in her pockets. She saw a hunched old man selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the road, but it was a deserted place and not many people were patronizing his business.
Pan Shu asked, "Uncle, how much is a roasted sweet potato?"
Seeing the guests coming, the old man hurriedly said, "Not expensive, not expensive, five yuan each... I grew these sweet potatoes myself, I guarantee they are sweet and delicious..."
"Well, I want them all." Pan Shu said lightly, "I can go home early after I sell them all."
The old man was a simple and honest man. "I'm afraid you can't eat all these little girls..."
"It's okay. There's an orphanage right in front. I can feed the children there."
Pan Shu felt that her whole body was emitting white holy light.
The kind that blinds the eyes.
The slightly melancholy and depressed mood in my heart relaxed a little.
She curled her lips.
"The little girl has a kind heart. I can tell from your face that Guanyin Bodhisattva is protecting you."
Guanyin Bodhisattva?
I don’t know who has a higher official position, that funny god or Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Panshu smiled.
The old man quickly finished roasting the sweet potatoes and said, "Let me help you deliver the things to the welfare home in front. The little girl has thin arms and legs, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to carry them."
"No, I'm here."
Pan Shu looked at the person who came in surprise when she heard the voice.
But she looked into the man's gloomy and gentle eyes.
He Qi smiled slightly.
His eyebrows and eyes are naturally similar to He Jiali's.
He doesn't smile often.
With this smile, Pan Shu was surprised to find that He Qi and He Jiali had seven points of similarity in their eyebrows and eyes.
The old man smiled knowingly: "Is it your boyfriend?"
Pan Shu felt there was no need to explain.
He Qi didn't want to explain.
The old man smiled cheerfully, packed the sweet potatoes into a bag, packed up the gas tank and rode the tricycle back. The wheels swayed and squeaked as they rolled on the snow.
He Qi lifted two full bags effortlessly.
“I didn’t expect that the great artist He is so helpful.”
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