Deep love only for you

She hurried back to her classmates, then quit the interface and looked at the top dialogue. Or the message she sent him before, there's nothing left.

He didn't explain or tell her. In fact, it was just a joke.

She put down her cell phone and went back to the table.

"Xiyan, waiting for someone's phone?" Han Xiaochi was almost sure.

"No." she shook her head and ate in a muffled voice.

He looked at her painfully, but he knew he couldn't help her.

He was busy at work these two days, but when he was in the company, he also heard gossip that Du Manman clarified the scandal, and Fu Yuchen said that he had another girlfriend and was an outsider.

At that time, he just listened to it. Because of the project, he forgot to hear these lace news.

Now

He suddenly understood that she knew Fu Yuchen had a girlfriend outside the circle, so she was in a bad mood?

In fact, when he heard gossip, he seemed to have an idea in his mind that the girl outside the circle would not be his sister?

It's just, now it seems, it's probably not.

"Xiyan, have you really considered it?" Han Xiaochi said: "if you are sure to go back to Britain, I will contact my friends in a moment. It is estimated that you should start next week."

She thought of the empty wechat and nodded, "well, think about it."

He said, "well, it's good to go home. My parents will watch you then."

"Brother, will you be alone here?" she asked.

He shook his head: "I'm not free to be alone. I'm very busy at work recently. I can't wait to rest when I go home. How can I think of anything else?"

"Then I'll cook for you at home before I leave." she said, but she thought to herself, it turns out that forgetting those unhappy things is to keep herself busy?

That night, Han Xiaochi had asked his friends to contact the school. He needed some materials there. He also asked someone to help organize and prepare.

The next day, when Han Xiyan got up, Han Xiaochi told her that if there was no accident, he would leave for the UK next Tuesday, report on Friday, and have a formal class next Monday.

Everything was so fast that she was in a trance, but she nodded.

On the same day, Han Xiyan went to the Academic Affairs Office of the school to drop out. Then, go back to the dormitory and pack up.

The roommates were surprised, but she smiled and explained that because her parents finally didn't let her here, she had to go back.

Dropping out was very successful, but it was not so easy for the club.

Before, Han Xiyan participated in community activities and produced a lot of blackboard newspaper designs. Now she has gone all at once, and there is no replacement there.

So she promised to go back to England and help with the design until they found a new replacement.

Everything seems to have been explained. It's still a few days before returning to Britain.

On weekends, Han Xiyan eats with Han Xiaochi at home. On Monday, he was going to the company, and she was idle again.

Thinking of leaving this time, I don't know if I will come to Ningcheng in the future. Therefore, after lunch on Monday, Han Xiyan went to the welfare home to draw for the children for the last time.

She has been here several times before. The dean and volunteers recognize her, and many children are familiar with her. They are reluctant to hear that she is leaving.

So she said she would draw some portraits for the children before she left, so many children raised their hands.

Until the evening, Han Xiyan waved goodbye to everyone.

When she came out, she didn't take a taxi, but walked in the street. Unconsciously, she came to the place where Fu Yuchen saved her.

She was in a trance and looked there, but the car parked on the side of the road was not his.

However, she still couldn't help reaching for her mobile phone and wanted to take a picture there and leave a souvenir.

However, when I reached out and touched it, I found that the mobile phone was not there. On thinking about it, I remembered that I took out the mobile phone when drawing, as if I had put it aside.

No way. Although it's a long way from the welfare home, Han Xiyan can only go back.

She hurried into the door. Just as she was about to go to the previous hall, she saw the familiar figure.

Fu Yuchen came alone. He was squatting in front of Xiaolu and talking to the little girl.

Instead of noticing her, they said a few words and went to the amusement facility hand in hand.

She suddenly remembered that she liked him because of his appearance to Xiao Lu. At the moment, he is still as gentle to his children as he remembered. It is even conceivable that if he has children in the future, he must be a father who dotes on his children.

Seeing that they didn't look this way, Han Xiyan quickly walked in, swept across the playground and went to the studio.

When the staff saw her, they hurriedly said, "Xiyan, as soon as you left, we found that you forgot your mobile phone. Take it quickly. Have you forgotten anything else?"

Han Xiyan shook her head: "no!"

"Oh, by the way," the staff said, "are you in a hurry to go back?"

Han Xiyan asked, "what's up?"

The staff said, "do you remember Ogawa? You drew a picture for him before. Although he didn't say anything, he was actually very precious and held it when he went to bed. But I don't know if he accidentally crushed the picture last night. Today we see that he is unhappy. We didn't know about it until you left."

Han Xiyan immediately said, "then I'll draw another one for him!"

"Thank you, Xiyan!" the staff was also very happy.

Han Xiyan then opened the painting tool and drew a picture for the little boy again. He signed and wrote a sentence: "Ogawa, come on, you are the best!"

When Fu Yuchen returned Xiaolu to his room, he happened to pass Han Xiyan's studio. His footsteps suddenly stopped and looked at her through the light in the room.

Today is Monday. Why is she here?

He was a little confused, but he realized that it was beyond his control.

However, looking at the way she looked down and painted, her quiet face proved that she had been much better after a few days, didn't she?

He took a deep breath and was about to leave.

Just as she had finished painting, she raised her head and looked out unconsciously.

At the moment, it was dark and the lights outside were on.

Under the yellow street lamp, he stood there quietly, tall and straight, with far-reaching eyes.

At a glance, she felt as if she were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

I haven't seen them for a few days. They are not what they were.

She suddenly thanked God. When she felt that she might never see him again in her life, she let him miraculously appear in front of her and still dazzled her eyes like the first meeting.