Deep love only for you

The girl lowered her head, leaving only a furry head in his sight. The hair is soft with a slight apricot color and satin luster. She seemed to pay no attention to everything around her, only focusing on the tip of her pen.

When Fu Yuchen took back his eyes, he finally remembered Xia Junlan's name. He smiled: "Miss Xia, I heard my sister-in-law mention that you often work as a volunteer. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Xia Junlan smiled: "I used to be used to it when I was in middle school! Mr. Fu, did you and sister Manman come to see the children today?" she said and smiled at Du Manman: "sister Manman, I like your song very much."

"We have funded some children here," Fu Yuchen said.

In fact, at the beginning, they only planned to subsidize Xiaolu one-on-one. However, after their on-the-spot investigation, they found that the welfare home was short of funds, so they donated money to the welfare home. In addition to visiting Xiaolu regularly every month, he often subsidizes some materials.

After chatting for a while, Du Manman led Xiao Lu to finish the meal, and then said, "Dean Lin, we brought some toys this time, or let the babies choose!"

"Well, just as the children are finished, let's go out to play toys and games!" said President Lin and said to Xia Junlan, "Junlan, you take your team members together and let's play in the yard! If you have a specialty, you can play, play and sing, and we have musical instruments..."

Although Han Xiyan has been painting, her ears are not idle.

She felt Fu Yuchen's eyes before, but he didn't seem to know her, and her heart suddenly sank down.

Yes, he said it himself. He likes Duman. Now that they are together, how can he know her?

After receiving the last stroke, she raised her eyes. She looked forward unconsciously, but she looked into Fu Yuchen's eyes.

He looked at her expression, still calm as water, not alienated, not warm, as if he were just an ordinary friend, or just someone who had met.

He nodded slightly at her, then turned away his eyes and said to Xiaolu in his arms, "go, uncle and aunt will take you out to play!"

Then he walked away without dragging the mud and water.

Han Xiyan took the brush and went out with her classmates.

"Sister Jun Lan, we'll go out later. Can we take a group photo and sign with Manman?" a classmate whispered.

"We are here to work." Xia Junlan said.

"Sister Jun Lan, it's nothing to ask for a autograph and group photo by the way. It's so easy to meet. Manman is now the first sister in the singing world!" the classmate said.

"OK, but don't scare the children." Xia Junlan was helpless.

Only Han Xiyan, holding the drawing board, walked behind the crowd in silence.

Everyone went outside. The dean and the staff in the hospital began to organize the children to play. Of course, there are many unsociable children who walk aside silently and squat on the ground playing with toys.

Han Xiyan seemed to have finally found her place. She found a Mazar to sit down and began to draw the uneasy children in her eyes.

She has loved painting since she was a child, and her warm temper is the quietest only when she paints.

Gradually, she threw herself into it and gradually weakened the interference brought by Fu Yuchen's appearance.

Until, Xia Junlan came to her and called her, "Xiyan, you've been painting for a long time. Come and play a game with everyone!"

"Oh, good." Han Xiyan put down the drawing board: "what game?"

Xia Junlan has pulled her to the vacant position at the moment: "have you ever played the game of solving bracelets when you were a child in Britain?"

Then she explained it again. Then she returned to her original position and said, "shall we start?"

"Well, start with sister Junlan!" a little girl said.

Han Xiyan had been drawing a pose for too long before, so she was dragged to stand still with her feet numb.

At the moment, she finally slowed down. She had time to turn around and want to see who was on her left.

In the sun, the person on his side stood against the light, and the shadow was pulled long. Because his face was carrying the light, it was a little blurred compared with the dazzling sunshine behind him.

However, Han Xiyan knew at a glance that it was Fu Yuchen.

In order, he is her last home, and on his left is Duman man.

At this moment, Du Manman raised his right hand and held Fu Yuchen's left hand.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Han Xiyan. Then, in the slightly stagnant atmosphere between them, he leaned towards her, raised her left hand and held it in his palm.

Her hand was suddenly surrounded by him. For a moment, the touch became particularly clear. She only felt that in the palm of her hand, she could even depict his veins.

The warm and dry palm was very wide, which seemed different from her imagination. Just a handshake, she seemed to feel the mature breath of men, coming through her skin and slowly penetrating into her soul.

After feeling the eyes of the people around her, she immediately turned her head and held the little girl's hand on her right.

However, in such a short time, Han Xiyan found that her palms were sweating.

He probably found out?

She's a little depressed. Why isn't she calm at all? In particular, with Duman also present.

She turned her head and smiled at Fu Yuchen.

He seemed surprised at her kindness and was still a little stunned at the bottom of his eyes. However, he immediately smiled and said to her naturally: "has life and study been going well recently?"

She nodded, "very good."

Then, thinking of the way he pretended not to know at first sight, the little devil in her heart suddenly resurrected, so she added: "except for one thing."

He followed her and asked, "what?"

She said: "more than two months ago, I failed to catch up with boys. Now I doubt my life."

He was amused by her: "what kind of life do little children doubt?"

She looked at him seriously: "even children will lose their toys and don't play at home."

As expected, she saw his pupils shrink, and the expression on his face was slightly stiff. Her small sense of revenge succeeded, and then she smiled. Her voice was as light as when she met him at the airport for the first time: "brother Yuchen, you are very handsome today!"

Fu Yuchen's expression just began to twitch. In other words, he was teased by a girl ten years younger than him?

Next, they played games hand in hand until the end, and she didn't give him another look.

Fu Yuchen didn't care, and he was glad that he had cut with a sharp knife before.

It turned out that although the little girl was young, she had her own mind. Since he can't give her everything, he can't give her any fantasy. After all, now it seems that she is really not a family. On the contrary, she really seems to have a heart.

At the end of the day, when Fu Yuchen left, Han Xiyan didn't say anything to him alone. Many students gathered together to take a group photo with Duman. In order not to appear prominent, she also gathered together to take a picture.

On the way back to school, Han Xiyan turned on her mobile phone, took a picture of her left hand and sent it to her circle of friends without saying anything. However, she believed that if Fu Yuchen saw it, he would understand.

Ningcheng says big and small. A month later, Han Xiyan didn't see Fu Yuchen again. He didn't interact with her circle of friends. Even if, he should know that some are specially sent to him.

She thought that he should not like too noisy girls, so she wanted to try again, but not too aimless. What she needed was an opportunity.

Moreover, he doesn't have a girlfriend now, and he doesn't seem to have that kind of relationship with Duman, which she obviously saw in the welfare home that day. Although she hasn't been in love, she also knows that men and women in love don't interact like that.

Time suddenly turned to mid June. Before the final exam, Han Xiyan received an invitation card.

It's still related to the club activities she participated in. A work was liked before, so she was invited to a thank-you banquet in the garment industry.

The organizer thought she was still a student, so only one invitation was given, and there was no place for a male companion. Han Xiyan asked Han Xiaochi to send her to the banquet hall that day and went in alone.

In the past, as a little princess of latitude technology in Britain, she didn't seldom attend such occasions. Therefore, she won't have stage fright when she comes in today.

Han Xiyan looks young and charming in a light blue dress, loose long hair, two pearl earrings and naked high heels. As soon as she came in, many young men accosted her.

In fact, she wanted to know more local insiders, so she kept talking with her peers with a smile. I didn't sip the wine in my hand, but I had received several business cards.

When Fu Yuchen and Du Manman came in, they glanced at Han Xiyan, who was surrounded by people.

Fu has monopolized the clothing chain in the past two years. Today's banquet, he came here to increase the exposure for Duman. After all, Duman is now Fu's spokesman.

He took Du Manman for a chat. When he turned his eyes, he didn't see the little blue figure. Fu Yuchen didn't care. Just when the phone rang, he said sorry to his friend and walked out of the hall.

On the corridor, Han Xiyan walked a little fast, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she hated the chattering men around her.

"Miss Han, add a wechat to facilitate future business contact."

"Miss Han, you are really a talented college student, and you are so beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Miss Han, you followed me. I guarantee you won't worry about food and clothing in the future..."

"Miss Han, don't toast, don't drink!"

The man suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his arm. Taking advantage of his height, he had trapped Han Xiyan between his arms and the wall.

"Let go of me and I'll call the police again!" Han Xiyan was calm, but she was very anxious. Although it was near the door of the banquet hall, the door of the hall was closed, and her voice might not be heard at all.

"Call the police! I've seen a lot of female college students like you. I see who the police believe!" the man said, reaching out to clamp Han Xiyan's chin.

At this time, the door of the hall opened and Fu Yuchen came out with his mobile phone.

He seemed to be aware of something wrong. With a sweep of his eyes, he saw Han Xiyan trapped in his arms. His cheeks were slightly red. It seemed that he was talking about love with others.