this summer

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Jing Fan pondered for a while, "I want to meet her."

"I'll take you to Blazing Desolation."

In the evening, He Cheng drove the two ladies to the third district.

Jing Fan couldn't remember what happened to him in Jingchuan, and many of his habits returned to the way they were before, and he dressed very boldly tonight.The upper body is a black vest with navel, the lower body is a pair of shorts, the hair is braided and tied up high, and there are three black earrings on the left ear.

Jina people are very enthusiastic and have a natural love for such occasions, and they quickly integrated into it.

There was a tsunami roaring in the bar, Jing Fan followed He Cheng, watching this scene, he obviously didn't have any impression, but felt very familiar from the bottom of his heart.Lighting, music, even the location of the bar.It seems that even if she closes her eyes now, she can walk from the gate to the stage.

He Cheng patted her on the shoulder and pointed her in the direction of the bar. A woman was sitting there with a cigarette in her hand and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, watching the band performing on the stage.

This face is more familiar to her than this place.The vague impulse that only appeared in dreams countless times became extremely clear at this moment.There was a strange yet familiar desire in her heart—she wanted a hug, a hug that smelled like cigarettes.

She made her way through the crowd, walking in that direction.

Tan Chen looked at the people coming against the crowd, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.

This is the first woman who gave him the urge to beat him up, how dare she come back?The person who asked his boss to drink away his worries and smoke every day for the past few months, actually just walked over with a face of indifference?

Hearing the voice, Song Han turned his head and glared at him impatiently, "What are you doing? The salary has been deducted, what do you see..."

She followed his line of sight, and the cigarette in her hand fell to the ground, and the dim yellow light was completely extinguished.

Jing Fan walked over and stood in front of Song Han. Seeing that the other party didn't speak first, he had to speak first: "Hello."

Tan Chen swallowed, what... what do you mean?

Not far away, Bei Xiaochi held He Cheng's hand tightly, "Shall we go over and explain for senior sister?"

He Cheng rubbed her head, "No need, let them do it themselves." The person who untied the bell had to tie it up, and it took so long by accident. At this point, no one else needs to intervene.

Song Han looked at the person in front of her, it was a familiar face, but it felt so strange to her.

She exhausted all her life's endurance to maintain her demeanor, leaned back, and showed a polite smile: "Hello."

Jing Fan was a little puzzled, she had already said hello, why didn't she recognize her?

She suppressed the irritability in her heart, and tentatively said, "Can I...can I order a glass of wine?"

"Of course." Song Han smiled and waved behind him, "Tan Chen, give her a Coke."

Jing Fan frowned when she heard the words, she didn't want to drink Coke, and she was not very happy now, she saw a familiar face, but she didn't have any more memories in her mind, but the empty part in her heart became more obvious, Not knowing what to make up for, and feeling empty and uncomfortable, she subconsciously wanted to escape this feeling.

So the corner of his mouth turned horizontally, and he turned around impatiently, "Sorry for the interruption."

However, just as he was about to lift his leg, his wrist was grabbed. When he turned his head to look, the woman was looking up at her with bottomless eyes.

"Since you're here, you can't just leave like this."

Chapter 52 The Return

The aggressiveness of the other party made Jing Fan a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously wanted to break free from her hand, but found that he was not as strong as her and couldn't break free at all.

Song Han got up, took her by the arm and walked upstairs, all the way to the living room on the third floor.

Jing Fan felt a little overwhelmed by the sudden change of scene. At this moment, she felt a sense of crisis.

Song Han pushed her onto the sofa, leaned over to press her, one leg was bent and pressed against her waist, and his left hand supported the back of the sofa behind her.

Her warm breath fell into Jing Fan's ear, "Jing Shen, I thought you weren't planning to come back."

This title is like a key, instantly opening a certain area in her mind that had been imprisoned for a long time, but it seems that the time required to re-enter the data is not short, and she only remembers a few sporadic images.

The black figure on the stage was completely clear, the aroma she smelt when she ran into the noodle shop from the snow, the umbrella covering her head in the heavy rain, the kiss like a dragonfly in front of the market stall, the kiss between the people on the Ferris wheel She said "the beauty of the world", on the winter seaside, she stepped back, her sight was blocked by the wind blown hair, she said: "Song Han, I like you."

She heard herself call out that name, "Song Han."

Hearing the trembling in these two words, Song Han hurriedly stood up, looked at the frowning person under him, a little at a loss, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jing Fan felt a headache, very painful, so many things rushed into her mind, it was hard to accept for a while.

"Jing Fan, what's wrong?" Song Han was terrified, and pulled him into his arms to hug him, "What's wrong?"

"I have a headache...it's okay..." It's like this every time, and it will get better after a while.

Song Han had a guess in his mind, and seeing the person in his arms was distressed, a restrained kiss fell between her hair and eyebrows, "Okay, okay, don't think about it if you can't remember it...it's okay, it's okay... "