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The tearful eyes made Wang Manchun unable to see the way clearly. She could only feel Ah Cheng's hand holding her, sliding from her forearm to her wrist, and then to her palm, and then she clasped her hand in his, holding her tightly. Hold on tight.

She hadn't been pulled like this for a long time, and at this helpless moment, she felt a kind of warmth in her heart.

Ah Cheng pushed her into the quiet living room at the end of the corridor, placed her on the sofa, then went to the door to check around, locked the door from the inside, came back to her, squatted down, and looked at her: "If you want to cry If so, cry here."

Wang Manchun was stunned, she opened her big eyes, stared at Ah Cheng blankly, opened her mouth for some unknown reason, and understood his meaning after a while.

He let her vent in this unknown place.

Ah Cheng squatted in front of Wang Manchun, looking at her red and swollen eyes, he was at a loss for a moment.He didn't know what Man Chun was thinking, his facial expression was tangled, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Out of an inexplicable impulse, he stretched out a finger and gently pressed it between her eyebrows.

"Don't think about anything else," he said, "You want to cry..."

"I don't want to." Manchun said suddenly.

He was startled.

"I don't want to do anything." Her voice was firm and weak, with the hoarseness suppressed by crying.

She brushed Ah Cheng's hand away, but squeezed it tightly when his fingers left her.

"Ah Cheng..." Her eyes were blank and desperate: "He doesn't love me, does he?"

Wang Manchun's heart was extremely peaceful when the words that had been in his heart for many years were spoken out.

She knew that the worst outcome would be that Ah Cheng nodded and said, yes, elder brother loves someone else.In her anticipation, Ah Cheng's fingers tightly circled her fingers, as if to give her some strength.

He said slowly in a deep and beautiful voice: "Brother is in trouble."

She laughed arrogantly and coldly.

"I understand."

The defense line in her heart suddenly collapsed, and her tears were like a collapsed dam, which was out of control.

Ah Cheng didn't know what was wrong with this sentence, which would cause her to have such a big reaction.His fingers were still holding her, and with a move in his heart, he covered his entire palm, covering her beautiful hands.

Her white fingers were entwined between his fingers, and she exerted great force, her nails dug into her own flesh, leaving bright red marks one after another.

He found out, and opened them one by one with his fingers, and then closed his hands together, locking her hands in his own.

He had no idea of ​​his motives for doing this series of actions, as if someone had stipulated that he must do this when he was by her side at this moment.

Man Chun looked at a corner of the room, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but tears fell silently on the high-end sofa, each drop was crystal clear.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that the strength in his hand was getting weaker, so he relaxed slightly, freeing up one hand to hold the handkerchief and handing it to her.

She took it and looked around to see that there was no mirror in the room.He also noticed this, so he took the handkerchief back, folded it into small pieces, and carefully wiped it on her face, trying not to let her makeup fall off.

During the whole process, they didn't say a word, but their movements were extremely smooth.

With just one look from her, he knew what she was thinking, and could easily guess her next move.

It's as if they should be a pair of lovers who have known each other and known each other for many years.

Wang Manchun was taken aback by his own thought, and then gave a wry smile.

Maybe it's because Minglou has left her in the cold for too long, and she will misinterpret other people's casual and ordinary actions as something else.Forget about the others, even Ah Cheng began to arouse her reverie.

She took the handkerchief from him, rummaged through her bag to find out the mirror and powder she carried with her, and began to touch up her makeup without hesitation in front of him.

It turned out that she was so ugly when she cried.

She thought with disgust.

Ah Cheng squatted for a long time, seeing that Man Chun was finally able to regain his senses, he stood up and moved his numb legs.

He watched her pat her face with a powder puff to cover the red marks that appeared from crying, and then used eyebrow pencil and lipstick to complete the residual makeup and restore the previous makeup.And he just stared at her so straightly, without making a sound or moving.He knew that Wang Manchun still had something to ask him.

Sure enough, not long after, she put away her dressing supplies, raised her head and asked him: "Did senior brother kill someone just now?"

He blinked and didn't speak, which was his default.

Man Chun nodded himself, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "What a waste."

As Minglou expected, that person was sent by her.

But what he didn't expect was that her next sentence was actually thank you.

"Thank you senior brother for me, that villain once took something that should belong to me, and this time he died with more than enough guilt." She leaned back gracefully, and stretched out her hand to Ah Cheng: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Ah Cheng immediately took out the cigarettes that Ming Lou often used to socialize from his pocket, and took out the matchbox by the way to start a fire.

"I don't smoke, I'm quitting." Manchun said, put the cigarette on his nose, and took a deep breath, "But it has never been successful."

"Do you know why I quit smoking?" she asked Cheng.

"I don't know." Ash replied.

"I'm afraid of getting old." Man Chun said word by word, "Senior Brother treats me like a man and a woman, I've always been very clear about it. But I'm still fantasizing," she said as she held the cigarette between her slender fingers. During this time, he played with it carefully, with a smile on his lips, and a soft tone: "I imagine that one day he will turn around and see me, and find the love of his youth from the face of a woman who is fading day by day. "

She squeezed the cigarette hard and kneaded it into a ball.

"Am I stupid?" She said to herself, stretching out her hand, letting the shards of smoke fall on the floor.

After a while of silence, Ah Cheng suddenly said: "Love is not waiting alone."

Her fingers stiffened.

"Love is not a matter of one person." His voice was low, as if he was talking to himself, but she could hear every word clearly: "It's not just talking, and it's not just a form."

He squatted down again and looked into her eyes at an equal height: "He loves you in another way, which is more real than illusory love."

Man Chun blinked: "I don't understand."

Ah Cheng smiled, and turned the remaining ashes in her hands into his own.

"You don't need to understand," he said, "Just be yourself."

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