Chapter 1958 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (151)
He hurt her, he knew it.
It's okay to break out once, otherwise he will be completely perverted one day, and it will really hurt her.
He has to regret it for the rest of his life.
Xia Hanyang felt that his appearance was ugly, and he stretched out his hands to cover his face in embarrassment, worried that tears would follow.
He turned around quickly, wanting to leave for a while to calm down.
But within two steps, the corner of his clothes behind him was suddenly grabbed.
Xia Hanyang paused.
He heard Bai Weiwei summoning all her courage behind her and saying, "Back then, I liked you, Xia Hanyang."
Xia Hanyang's tinnitus became severe, and he felt that he was not seriously ill.
The ears are hallucinating.
Her voice was still choked with panic, but it was more of a desperate hoarseness.
"At that time, I started to like you, so I left you."
Xia Hanyang was stunned, he stood stiffly, not even daring to turn his head back.
On his way, love is too humble and too painful.
The biggest hope is that she will stay by his side calmly and occasionally give him an emotionless smile.
He is all happy.
This emotional inferiority should never be Bai Weiwei.
It was him.
Xia Hanyang's fingertips started to go numb, and he was shaking with excitement.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't talk nonsense out of sympathy."
If he takes it seriously, it's really over.
If you don't give him hope, he will ask for nothing from her.
As long as there is a possibility that she loves him, his appetite will be like a black hole, and he can't wait to devour her.
Bai Weiwei pinched the corners of his clothes with her fingers, her nails turned white, and she slowly pressed her head against his back.
Word by word, light and solemn.
"Xia Hanyang, I like you. At that time, I was scared."
She almost cried and said, "I can't imagine how I can be with you when I have nothing, I have no choice but to leave."
Six years ago, she was only a few years old, and she was in the right age.
But still young.
Xia Hanyang thinks about it now, and knows them at that time.
All equally childish.
He loves her all the time.
But even her anxiety, inferiority complex, and pain are not clear.
No wonder people say that first love is not easy to die.
I am a son of a bitch, and love is rough and careless.
How can it be so easy to start and end well.
He deserved to be looking for her for six years.
Xia Hanyang's voice was suppressed and hoarse, "Don't lie to me."
Bai Weiwei began to cry in a low voice, and the tears wet his back.
"I can't lie to you, I really dare not lie to you, Xia Hanyang."
"So...you don't hurt yourself like that."
Her words were soft and sad.
But there is a resolute determination.
Xia Hanyang looked at the front blankly, this dream was too beautiful.
How many times, when he woke up in the middle of the night looking for people everywhere.
I also thought that if Bai Weiwei suddenly popped out, she said she was joking with him.
How good she likes him.
A dream come true.
Suddenly he didn't respond.
Only the sound of her crying knocked on his eardrums, and a big man would cry with him.
Xia Hanyang turned around, pressed her head down with one hand, and pressed her face to his chest.
His other hand also wrapped around her waist.
Then he rested his head on her neck, breathing her fresh and fragile breath.
He whispered: "Then do you still like me now?"
Bai Weiwei didn't say a word, but the tears didn't stop.
She was silent, crying so hard for him.
Xia Hanyang couldn't help begging for mercy, "It's okay if you don't like it, it's okay if you don't like it."
Just don't cry.
He couldn't stand her.
Suddenly, his words stopped, and he only felt that the thin shirt was separated by the chest.
Her kiss, as well as the cold tears, were printed like this.
A heavy kiss.
Imprinted on the chest and heart, he lost all language.
But I heard her say in a low voice, "I like it."
Xia Hanyang: "..."
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