After Dongfang Han left the school, he found the planetarium as quickly as possible. By this time, it was past get off work hours, and the lights inside had already gone out.
Standing at the door, she took out the key in her pocket, held the key into the lock with a try mentality, gently turned it "click", and the closed door "creaked" slowly opened in front of her eyes.
She walked in slowly, her footsteps echoed in the empty corridor under the moonlight, she reached out and turned on the light beside her, and walked up the steps above her eyes. Until she came to the rooftop where there was no way forward, there was silence around her, and only the sound of the wind blowing in the night could be heard in her ears.
"Are you gone..." Dongfang Han sighed softly.
Just when she was about to turn around and leave—
"Pop!" With a sudden noise behind him, the silence of the night was broken. Dongfang Han's figure trembled slightly, and then quickly turned his head back, greeted by the brilliant light that illuminates the night sky.
"Boom boom boom..."
Countless gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the dark night sky, and shrouded the entire city in brilliant flames. Pedestrians passing by on the nearby streets were also attracted by the grand and beautiful fireworks and stopped to take a look.
Dongfang Han stood there in a daze, looking at the splendor in front of him, his eyes were obviously dazed.
Suddenly she turned her head, the moonlight fell, and the person standing behind, wearing white clothes, was even more dazzling in the dark night, and the breeze moved his black jade hair. With a faint but charming smile on his handsome and immaculate cheeks, he slowly walked towards her until he stopped a step away from Dongfang Han.
"Xiaohan." The long-lost call softly, the gentle voice still remains the same.
With that pale cheek and a faint cyan under his eyes, he looked a lot more haggard, so much that it made her look inexplicable.
Obviously he is such a perfect person, obviously he can live well. Can live the brilliant life he wants and do what he wants to do.
So why should he make himself so embarrassed.
"How have you been recently? Has the injury on your hand healed? Is it still painful?"
"This is what you want to say when you ask me out?" She suddenly felt ridiculously asking him.
"Yes." Zhang Zichu was laughing helplessly, "I am all concerned about you. Wherever you go, it is all your shadow. I don't know if you are hurt, I don't know how you are doing recently, I don't know... Did you forgive me."
Dongfang Han was taken aback for a moment.
"I know you hate me now! I hate why I deceived you, why I hate your companions, why I still entangle you, but ah. Xiaohan," he stared at her quietly, tenderly There is a touch of helplessness and pain in my eyes, "I have been to many places, completed countless tasks, and met many kinds of people. Yasha, who has always been good at controlling people's hearts, will meet himself in this life. I can’t control and can’t kill. My heart is not under my control at all, but I like my enemy. Do you think this is punishment? Punish the killer with bloody hands.
Since seeing his heart clearly, he has never escaped this catastrophe.
I don't want to lie to her, nor dare to confess. Before his identity was revealed, he was struggling with this mood, hiding all the helplessness and bitterness in his heart, until it turned into a kind of pain that penetrated into the bones and blood, and almost took him away when he was in pain. Breath.
He loves her to death, loves her to death, and even he can desperate for this love.
If you want him to let go, unless you want him to die.
"Why didn't you understand what I said..." Dongfang Han looked at him with a complicated expression, "We had already made it clear that night, we—"
Stepping forward, before Dongfang Han finished speaking, Zhang Zichu suddenly stretched out his arm around her waist and leaned over to kiss her lips.