Chapter 170 Is It Him? Is He Crying?

He Tiantian washed the dishes, wiped them with a clean cotton cloth, and put them in the kitchen cabinet.

There was a lot of garbage in the trash cans in the kitchen and the house. After He Tiantian cleaned them up, she carried two garbage iron buckets to the big bucket at the entrance of the alley to dump the garbage. Every day, a garbage truck would take away the garbage there.

Because it was not far away, He Tiantian went alone and did not ask others to follow.

This alley has been imprinted in He Tiantian's mind. She is very familiar with it. She can walk steadily without lighting. Because the alley is narrow, everyone has agreed not to put things at the door, and there is no need to worry about tripping.

As He Tiantian walked, she hummed the brisk "Purple Bamboo Tune". Ahem, as for whether it is "Purple Bamboo Tune" to outsiders, it is not something He Tiantian can control.

In short, she is in a very good mood now.

It would be even better if she could spend the New Year at home all the time.

But He Tiantian also knew that this was impossible. The road ahead is long, and she has just walked a short distance.

In her previous life, because of her own cowardice and weakness, the road that was already bumpy was full of thorns and mud. But in this life, it is not like this. She has a sharp and easy-to-use machete in her hand to cut through the thorns, and there are many helpers.

If she repeats the old path of her previous life, she will hit her head and die, and she will never live in the world.

When she reached the entrance of the alley, He Tiantian dumped the garbage and stood under the two big elm trees at the entrance of the alley.

In this season, the leaves of the big elm tree have fallen, leaving only dry branches, which are snapping in the air by the biting cold wind, as if they will be blown off in the next moment. Even if the branches are broken by the fierce cold wind sometimes, they don’t care, but choose to hide their light and bide their time, waiting for the arrival of next spring, so that they can bloom their lives again and show their beauty and greenness.

These two trees are hundreds of years old and very strong. She also wants to be a tenacious big elm tree.

He Tiantian touched the big elm tree on the left, and then touched the big elm tree on the right.

It's great that no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, they can still rely on each other and keep each other company for a long time, and they are not alone.

Just when He Tiantian was lost in thought, a tall and thin figure walked briskly towards the big elm alley. Just as he was about to go in, he found that there seemed to be someone next to the two big elm trees leaning against each other.

Just as he was about to go around, he heard the voice that made him dream.

Is it her?

Huo Yingjie walked over quickly, wanting to see what was going on.

He Tiantian was thinking about something, and when she felt someone approaching, the shadow was already in front of her.

"Who are you?" He Tiantian asked hurriedly, taking two steps back and hiding behind the big elm tree, hoping that the big elm tree could protect her and block the sudden shadow.

"Who are you?" Huo Yingjie also asked, but now after hearing He Tiantian's voice, even if it was dark and he couldn't see the other person clearly, he was sure that it was her.

He Tiantian was also stunned, this voice was very familiar!

He Tiantian's brain was half a beat slower than Huo Yingjie's. When she was wondering who this person was, the man opposite her stepped over with long legs, grabbed He Tiantian's hand and pulled her in front of him.

"Finally back..." Huo Yingjie murmured, his arms were very strong, as if he had found a treasure that had been lost for many years and never wanted to let go.

He Tiantian was stunned, and then she realized that it was Huo Yingjie!

Her brother Yingjie also came home.

Once upon a time, He Tiantian also missed such a warm embrace!

He Tiantian wanted to break free and look at Huo Yingjie's face.

But just when she tilted her head and looked up, she suddenly felt a drop of water falling on her left cheek.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Is it raining?

He Tiantian was puzzled, and at the same time felt the touch from Huo Yingjie.

Is he crying?

He Tiantian felt bitter in her heart, with thousands of words and thousands of worries, countless thousands and thousands...

In Huo Yingjie's tears, He Tiantian had no idea where to start, she cried silently, and hugged the man who cried for her tightly with her backhand. No, he was still a big boy now...

After a while, a clean, thin, and well-defined big hand carefully held He Tiantian's delicate little face and slowly lowered his head.

The male lead came out, why are you still hiding the ticket in your hand? Come on, ticket!