Huo Tian snorted and quietly inched closer to Dai Shiqingâs ear.
âSister Qingqing, donât worry. Iâll help you. When the time comesâ¦â
The two girlfriends looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
â¦
Time passed very quickly. Even though Song Yaoyao couldnât bear to part with him, Song Wenchuan had to leave.
His eyes were red from the pain, and they were bloodshot.
âIâm leaving.â
He waved his hand and said goodbye to Song Yaoyao.
The starlight in Song Yaoyaoâs eyes dimmed bit by bit. She reluctantly pulled on the corner of his shirt. âBrother, will you come again?â
Song Wenchuan chuckled and was silent for a moment.
In his silence, Song Yaoyaoâs eyelids drooped little by little. Her breath was listless, like an eggplant hit by frost.
Seeing this, Song Wenchuan smiled helplessly. He pinched her chubby little face and laughed hoarsely. âWhy are you crying? Donât you trust me? Even God canât stop me from seeing my sister. Come, give me a smile.â
Meeting his dark eyes, there were emotions that Song Yaoyao could not understand.
But as long as she saw his eyes, Song Yaoyao felt exceptionally at easeâ¦
She nodded heavily and used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
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âPinky swear?â
âPinky swear.â Song Yaoyao hooked Song Wenchuanâs pinky and suddenly whispered, âBrother, Happy New Year.â
Song Wenchuan was slightly startled. After a long while, he laughed softly.
âHappy New Year. I wish our little princess good health, safety, and happinessâ¦â
â¦
Song Yaoyao leaned on the balcony and watched as the black car gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Suddenly, she felt some heat on her back, dissipating the cold air.
Song Yaoyao could not help but crawl into the arms behind her and look up at the large amount of fireworks above her head.
Huo Zexi and the other boys were setting off fireworks in the yard. She did not know where they had bought this.
âHappy New Year.â
The manâs lazy voice came from above. It was a very pleasant tone, as if it was mixed with some kind of mellow wine.
âHappy New Year!â
It was already the New Year, and Song Yaoyao was still in a trance.
She leaned against Huo Yunqueâs chest and looked down. Suddenly, she saw a spark.
Huo Ningxi, who was smoking, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly looked up, and through the endless darkness, he accurately caught the pair of clear, glass-like eyes.
His hand paused, and almost reflexively, he wanted to hide the cigarette.
But halfway through, he suddenly pausedâ¦
No matter if he was good or bad, the other party would not care. So what if she saw him? Was he afraid of arousing her disgust?
Huo Ningxi sneered. Looking at the half-lit cigarette, he brought it to his mouth and took a deep breath.
Whateverâ¦
Song Yaoyaoâs curly eyelashes trembled slightly. âGege, Huo Ningxi smokes now. Heâs changed so much.â
It was as if in just one night, he had grown from a childish boy who liked to hurt people with bad words to a mature man.
His height had grown, and he had also become much sturdier.
As soon as Song Yaoyao finished speaking, her body was turned over.
Song Yaoyaoâs waist was pressed against the cold railing. She slowly raised her head, and an extremely familiar face entered her sight.
The manâs face was clear, and his silhouette was three-dimensional yet sharp. His pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were long and narrow, and the corners of his eyes curved upwards as he slightly raised his eyebrows. In his pitch-black eyes, the whites of his eyes were slightly blue.
Song Yaoyaoâs heart stopped beating for a moment.
She heard the manâs hoarse voice that was tinged with laughter, âStudent Song Yaoyao, havenât you been concerned about too many men tonight?â
Ba-dump, ba-dumpâ¦
The delicate and flawless face moved closer and closer, the tip of his nose almost touching hers, trapping her in a narrow spaceâ¦