The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

"You tell me, you are a human, not a ghost, I won't run away, I will throw myself into your arms, you tell me, tell me!"

"Hao, I like you, I like you, do you know that you are in my mind, turning around all day long, never stopping for a moment, don't wait until I like you, tell me you are not human , don't be so cruel to me, okay?"

An Ying couldn't help shaking her head, kept shaking her head, and kept retreating into the sea, she looked behind her from time to time.

It's late autumn, the sea is very cold, very cold, but she can't do anything, she is timid, she is afraid that Hao is a ghost.

She has always been very timid, the sequelae left when she was a child wandering outside. [

An Ying's voice trembled even more.

Tian Junhao stopped in his tracks, not daring to approach any further.

She likes herself, but does she love herself?

If you love him, will you care if he is a human or a ghost?

If he loves her, he can wait for life after life. Could it be that she can't accept the fact that he has no shadow?

"Baby, come here, I'm a human, I'm not a ghost, come here, if you don't come here, you will fall into the sea."

She can't swim, and it's cold, he feels distressed.

Heartache and heartache mixed together, making him unable to support his body, and he squatted down slowly and weakly.

Then, he raised his head, looked at her terrified, and waved to her.

"Come here, baby, I'm human, I'm really human, it's just that I don't have a shadow."

"Come here, baby, don't annoy me, be a good baby, come to my side."

"My dear, I have a heart attack again. It hurts, it hurts. Come here, give me a hug, give me a hug, it won't hurt anymore."

"You are really my nemesis, I lost to you, I admit defeat, I surrender, come here, don't go into the sea."

"Danger, baby, don't back off any further, you'll be swept away by the waves."

His words were intermittent, with traces of heartache and layers of distress.

His words echoed on the beach and throughout the quiet night, it seemed that even the wind and water ached with him.

Facing her, all he could do was compromise, nothing more.