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Chapter 131 Quietly Open Your Heart

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    Scenes of the past came back to my mind, and the first meeting with Song Weichen will never be forgotten, but when everything reappeared, I only knew what longing is like a tide.

    "I like to sit or not."

    I turned my head aside and muttered in a low voice, unwilling to show my inner fluctuations in front of him.

    Song Weichen snorted softly when he heard it, he didn't tease me anymore, and immediately sat down.

    "Did you come back later?"

    I turned my head and glanced at him, only to find that he was sitting back on the wooden chair with his eyes closed, his hands open on both sides, and he was very wanton.

    And I sat upright, with my back straight, and I deliberately opened the distance from the arms behind me.

    "No."

    "No wonder I haven't met you once."

    His voice suddenly became a little low, which made my heart tremble.  What does he mean?  Does he come here often after he comes back?

    "What are you doing when you come back? Recruitment? Propaganda? Or looking at beautiful women?"

    There is no room for thinking in the brain, only one question after another pops up, my voice is a little anxious, and I am eager to know something.

    Song Weichen sneered, I turned my head to look at the expression on his face, a little sarcastic.

    "Chen Yan, do you really not know, or are you pretending to be confused? Ask yourself, how much of what I say can you listen to? Now you still ask me why I came back? Do you need me to express my heart to you every day?  That's enough, huh?"

    Song Weichen always has such ability, he was laughing at Yan Yan one second, and very gloomy the next second.

    "I¡­¡­"

    "ah!"

    I exclaimed and looked up to see the man close at hand. He actually pulled me over when I was distracted.

    "Chen Yan, I want you to see me in your heart."

    He lowered his head slightly and approached my ear, his aggressive voice was like fireworks exploding in my heart.

    "Do you remember that book? Here, I will let you write my name stroke by stroke just like you did back then."

    That book My pupils shrink slightly, it is still lying in my drawer to this day, the first page is not covered with notes, and Song Weichen's name, he still remembers

    I looked at the slightly vibrating Adam's apple in front of me with wide and blurred eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

    "Song Weichen um"

    "Close your eyes."

    Closing my eyes obediently, I didn't know when my hand quietly climbed up his back clinging tightly to him.

    After it was over, I lay panting in his arms, even embarrassed to raise my head, and his palm stroked my hair one after another, with just enough strength, I was about to snort out of comfort.

    It wasn't until dusk that he moved his body, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Get up."

    "oh."

    When I got up from his arms, my face was still a little hot.  Standing up at the same time as Song Weichen, he took my hand familiarly, as if he had done it a thousand times.

    Looking down at his neatly manicured fingers, my heart moved, and my fingertips quietly pressed a little bit to meet his palm.

    The scorching gaze shifted to the top of my head in an instant, and I slowly raised my head. I looked at Song Weichen's eyes with a little bit of surprise and gradually filled with joy, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of my mouth: "I'm just afraid of the well-known Mr. Song  It's a shame that beautiful women don't get favored when they walk together."

    Song Weichen held my hand tightly. He didn't get angry because of my provocation. Instead, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider. He glanced at me lightly, and deliberately lowered his voice, making it even deeper: "Then I would like to thank you very much."  Miss Chen's kindness."

    ? On the way out of the campus, Song Weichen probably took me around on purpose, and the college students who went out on weekends have already returned from off-campus. It may be that he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his appearance is too outstanding, so people frequently look back at us.

    There was a burst of tension in my heart, and there were a little sweat stains on my palms, as if an ant was biting my palms, I snorted lightly, trying to break free from my palms.

    But I didn't expect Song Weichen to let go of my hand first. He moved smoothly, stretched out the other hand, and then stuffed my hand into his bent arm.

    I looked up at him suspiciously, and silently asked him what are you doing?

    He lowered his head and narrowed his long and narrow eyes, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his tone: "Why are you nervous?"

    "Nono."

    "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, with me here, youWhat are you afraid of?  "

    As soon as Song Weichen's arrogant tone came out, I knew that the strength in his bones had broken again. I didn't want to quarrel with him here, so I quickened my pace, holding his arm with my palm: "Let's go, let's go."

    All the way back to the car door smoothly, Song Weichen's phone rang. I don't know what was said on the phone. His brows were tightly frowned. After waiting for a few minutes, he still had no intention of stopping. I pointed at him and pointed  Pointing to the taxi parked by the side of the road, he said to him in colloquial language: "I'll go first, you go and get busy."

    I gestured to him to talk again, then turned around and prepared to leave. Sometimes my steps were a little hurried. In my heart, I didn't want to hear anything about Song's mother.

    On the taxi back, I opened the window and let the wind blow away my hair, messing it up on my face. I was outside alone without a mask or sunglasses, and miraculously, I didn¡¯t feel uncomfortable.

    "Didi"

    The sound of the mobile phone brought me back to my thoughts. I thought it was a message from Song Weichen, but unexpectedly saw the word Ye Pingting.  The corners of my mouth drooped quietly, she hadn't appeared in my life for so long, I was about to forget her, whether it was intentional or unintentional, I couldn't tell the difference.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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