Love in Hancheng

Chapter 72 Facing life and death, I choose to love him (2)
Once again, I saw Han Dongcheng's handsome face showing rare sincerity and low-key anxiety.

And his perfect facial features and his undeniable aura even in coarse linen clothes soon won the trust of the small boss who does business on the beach.

The shrewd proprietress enthusiastically pulled me into the bedroom inside, and searched for my clothes without hesitation. Han Dongcheng had already borrowed someone's phone to call out.

"I'm traveling with my husband. The weather is bad now. You should come in summer. It will be comfortable. You won't be afraid of catching cold if you get wet."

The warm attitude of the proprietress made me feel lucky that Han Dongcheng and I had good luck, but I couldn't help resisting Han Dongcheng's words of calling me his wife.

Han Dongcheng's rhetoric seems to be like Ye Xiaoran's wife. I can't imagine Ye Xiaoran as a tool in the contest between me and Han Dongcheng. After all, she is my best friend.

The proprietress was called out, Han Dongcheng didn't come in immediately after calling, and he didn't even plan to change clothes. Of course, he probably wouldn't be able to wear the shop owner's clothes.

Just when I was worried about Han Dongcheng's drenching, I saw him come in with a disposable paper cup, half squatted in front of me, and grabbed my hand with one hand, as if he was measuring the temperature on my hand. The paper cup was handed over, and the familiar shimmering light inside made me dazed.

"Sauce cola, to keep out the cold, drink it while it's hot."

Only now did I understand that Han Dongcheng's gentleness towards Huo Lingsha was a hypocrisy. The real Han Dongcheng would naturally show his domineering side when he cared about others, but I was indifferent to him at the beginning. Trace's acting was deceived.

"Shall I feed you?"

Han Dongcheng stared at me with majestic eyes, and his tone was a little impatient. It was very likely that he would hand the paper cup to my lips immediately. I quickly reached out, and the slightly hot paper cup seemed to hold Han Dongcheng's heart, and I drank it in my mouth , not spicy, only sweet and soft.

Han Dongcheng just looked at me so seriously, as if he wanted to engrave my actions like this in his mind.

He didn't take the cup until I drank a full cup and felt warm all over. His slightly serious eyes seemed to be studying the cup, and finally he set his eyes on my face.

"The car will be here soon, if you feel unwell, please let me know anytime."

The completely different care methods of Han Dongcheng and Ji Mingchuan made me understand that the reason why this love is unique and irreplaceable is because the person I love has never been the same as anyone else.

"Do they still have this?"

After I shook my head to show that I was not feeling unwell, I couldn't help expressing my doubts. I glanced at the paper cup, and Han Dongcheng immediately worried: "Wait, I'll bring another cup."

Just when Han Dongcheng got up and was about to leave, I couldn't help but grabbed Han Dongcheng's hand with my backhand, looked up at Han Dongcheng's puzzlement, and said, "I won't drink anymore, one cup will be enough, I mean, you Have a drink too."

After hearing what I said, Han Dongcheng didn't turn around and leave immediately. Instead, his tall figure bent down, his handsome face was almost pressed against mine, and his voice was full of temptation and deep puzzlement.

"Since you love me so much, why are you so stupid to leave me?"

Anger was already in his eyes, and the tone of questioning was undeniably severe. I was stunned, but I couldn't blurt out the answer that had been tormenting me for so long.

"I'll wait for you to give me a reasonable explanation."

Seeing the change on my face, his eyes flickered a little. When I was a little panicked and wanted to escape, I just felt the heat in front of my face, the softness of my lips, the domineering touch, with endless love , holding the big hand on the back of my head, not giving me any chance to escape, nibbling wantonly, like the primitive attachment of human beings, I stared blankly at Han Dongcheng, only felt that my heart had been taken by him, and I couldn't control it by myself go down.

"Silly woman!"

Seemingly sighing, and calling out as if relieving hatred, the proprietress pushed open the small door without a lock function, and said respectfully and enthusiastically: "Sir, your car is here."

Han Dongcheng got up just now, and saw him facing the enthusiasm of the proprietress, and he asked for it as a matter of course: "Give me a drink too."

Seeing this, the proprietress was about to take the cup with a smile all over her face and said:

"Give this to me, there are new ones over there!"

But Han Dongcheng said in an uncompromising tone:

"I'll just use this cup."

I just use this cup, and I love this person. Perhaps, this is Han Dongcheng, and this is my inescapable fate.

I always thought that in this ever-changing society, more people value material things, especially a man like Han Dongcheng, and his feelings may be just a whim for him, but, I also thought, the man I really like is very serious about my career. How can a man who loves the most sincere attitude be such a superficial person.

Therefore, falling in love with Han Dongcheng is more like falling in love with something you admire.

Perhaps, it is worldview.

Maybe it's love.

Han Dongcheng drank the glass of ginger cola in one gulp, and brought in two sets of clothes from the outside, one for men and one for women, from inside to outside, everything was complete.

When she changed her clothes and went out, the proprietress sent it out with a smile all over her face. She didn't know what benefit Han Dongcheng had given her, as if she was giving God a respectful gesture.

I only need to take a brief look at Han Dongcheng, and he seems to have understood my doubts.

"A Rolex waterproof watch."

Han Dongcheng said it simply and casually, as if he was giving someone a small, insignificant thing. After pushing me into the car, he followed in, and then unceremoniously ordered the young man who drove over to pick us up .

"Go to the city hospital."

I was taken aback, and couldn't help looking at Han Dongcheng, but he explained directly: "I'm relieved to have the doctor check it out."

In the darkness, Han Dongcheng's eyes were like two twinkling stars, so quietly fell on me, I don't know when his big hand had already held my hand, I couldn't break free, and I didn't care about the person sitting in front of me. Man, he pulled me into his arms with a little force, without any extra words, just hugged me, and didn't give me a chance to break free.

And after I had this moment of happiness and peace, I finally woke up slowly from the shock of the night.

Han Dongcheng was so paranoid and crazily forcing me to tell the truth as a last resort, was it because he was sure that I would not betray him and aborted the child, or was he a desperate gamble?
When he hugged me so recklessly, what would Ye Xiaoran, who was already with him and pregnant, do?

These, like a big mountain, made me feel crowded in my heart instantly, and even instinctively wanted to push Han Dongcheng away, but he hugged him so tightly that I didn't give me a chance to escape.

As if realizing why my uneasiness and resistance came, Han Dongcheng frowned, and ordered lightly: "What to say, what to do, wait until the inspection is over."

I glanced at the strange man sitting in the driver's seat in front of me, and had no choice but to succumb to Han Dongcheng's arrangement. Looking at his handsome face that didn't seem to have much expression, I resisted the impulse in my heart, tried to calm myself down, and told myself A clear direction, not to be messed up because of Han Dongcheng's persecution, even if there is already a lot of chaos ahead.

Thinking of Ye Xiaoran, thinking of Han Dongcheng's deep affection until death, my heart is soft and sore, half of reason is pulling me to continue on the original road, half of emotion is telling me: Qiu Huanuan, don't run away, you You can't escape the net of Han Dongcheng, and you can't escape Han Dongcheng's long-lasting attachment. Maybe you made the wrong choice from the beginning.

With this kind of mood, when I was pulled over by the doctor for an examination, I didn’t notice Han Dongcheng’s silent and concerned expression. Even when the doctor asked for a B overtime, he stood there with a cold face, which made me have to use it. His eyes begged him, and after he glanced at me just now, he left silently.

Even the doctor thought he seemed overly nervous.

How can I blame Han Dongcheng, who cares about me so much, for what he did before? What's more, if I should be held accountable, I should be the one to blame the most.

Closing my eyes, enduring the discomfort, I worriedly asked the doctor about some of my possible problems, thinking about the fact that Ye Xiaoran and Han Dongcheng also had a child in my mind, my heart was in a mess.

After the examination, when I got the B-ultrasound examination report and confirmed that everything was normal for the nearly [-]-week-old child, I was slightly relieved, and I was even more fortunate that the doctor did not detect other problems, for example, my eczema that may erupt at any time Genetic symptoms.

Han Dongcheng took my hand and looked at the list quietly, as if he was going to study some tricks from it. He didn't look at me reconciledly until I took the list from him, and just opened his mouth. A sentence that I can't answer.

"Why are you lying to me?"

The light in Han Dongcheng's eyes made it impossible for me to avoid it. I tried to retract my hand, but there was no way to release it. It seemed that I could blurt out the answer, but I couldn't say it.

And my avoidance made Han Dongcheng's eyes accumulate a layer of persistence and heaviness that cannot be concealed.

"Why? What reason do you have for choosing Ji Mingchuan instead of me?"

Han Dongcheng's tone was slightly rushed after mentioning the word Ji Mingchuan, but I could hear his unwillingness and heartache. This kind of Han Dongcheng made me even more conflicted.

"Say it?"

Han Dongcheng's slightly sour and uplifting voice was filled with a layer of eagerness because of my hand that was about to break free. This kind of him made me feel even more uncomfortable. I didn't want to make him sad or leave him, but, I shook his head.

"Dongcheng~"

It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't say it, but after I say it, I may be relieved, but that's bad news for you, do you understand?
I saw the panic slowly rising in Han Dongcheng's eyes, making his handsome face serious and tense: "Or, Ji Mingchuan, what are you doing that you can't say?"

The more nervous Han Dongcheng was, the more he would rather believe that it was Ji Mingchuan's trouble than that it was my deliberate betrayal, which made me feel even more uncomfortable. I continued to shake my head, looked at Han Dongcheng, but murmured: "Dongcheng, forget me!" , since you and Xiaoran are together, you have a child, and you can live happily in the future, but I am not as beautiful as you imagined, and I cannot accompany you for the rest of my life~"

However, I can't say the following, because Han Dongcheng's eyes are too scary, because Han Dongcheng's expression is too moving, because Han Dongcheng's injury is too obvious.

"You made me forget about you?"

Han Dongcheng seemed to have heard a big joke. I could even hear trembling and despair in his almost wry smile when he asked such a question.

"Qiu Huanuan, would you rather I forget you?"

Han Dongcheng repeated it again, but slowly raised his handsome face, closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple twitched, as if he wanted to restrain all his emotions through this movement.

"Forget you, even after I found you without any bottom line, you still made me forget you, didn't you?"

Han Dongcheng lowered his head again, and looked at me again. There was already a layer of indifference and coldness that had accumulated rapidly, which made my heart ache even more.

"Is this what you want most?"

Han Dongcheng looked at me as if he was looking at an unreasonable monster. His eyes were not harsh, but helpless and sad, which made me unable to bear to look directly at him.

"Okay, okay~ I'll give you time to forget."

He smiled, nodded, and said two good words in a row, but he let go of my hand without hesitation. When I was speechless in a daze, he strode away with his head held high. The momentum seemed to give up at last.

"East~"

I looked at Han Dongcheng's figure that quickly disappeared into the night, and my hands clenched into fists unconsciously, Han Dongcheng, did you really disappear from my world like this, can you really give up?
Time seemed to have stopped, no matter day or night, I stood quietly in the quiet aisle, trying to forget myself in this endless regret.

"Miss, Mr. Han asked me to take you back."

The man who drove us here before had a respectful face, and made a gesture of waiting patiently, letting me know that he was determined to send me back, and after I was penniless, I had no choice but to accept Han Dongcheng's final arrangement.

"Where did he go?"

I asked the man in a daze, and the latter showed an expression of not daring to think about his boss casually: "Boss Han didn't say anything."

I didn't continue to ask. When I returned to the residence in the dark, I only saw my mother waiting anxiously at the door. When I came back empty-handed and changed into a different set of clothes from the morning, I was naturally surprised and questioned. .

I don't have time to cover up and lie, but said lightly:

"I met Han Dongcheng."

My mother was stunned and looked at me with embarrassment. Maybe she regrets it now, but there are many things that have no regret medicine, and there is no turning back.

If Han Dongcheng just let go, it would be a comforting thing for me, but this kind of comfort will only be accompanied by endless suffering.

It has been a week, and while Ji Mingchuan has not contacted me for many days, Han Dongcheng seems to have really disappeared from my world. This week, in my opinion, has become more and more long and empty.

The doorbell rang after dusk on Sunday. Mom was packing up her things in the bedroom. After she walked out quickly, she glanced at me and walked towards the door. Obviously she thought that the people who came here at this time should be Ji Mingchuan, including I think so.

But when I opened the door and saw the people standing outside, I couldn't help but tighten my face.

(End of this chapter)