When Dongfang Han came back from outside, it was already night.
As soon as she went up the mountain, she saw a familiar figure waiting for her in front, and the man slowly walked out of the shadow with a cane.
"Zhuolin...! Why don't you go back and have a good rest."
Seeing that it was him, Dongfang Han quickened his pace and walked up, worrying about reaching out to support him.
Zhuo Lin glanced at her, and said in a bad mood: "Seeing you haven't come back for so long, who can sit still—" He paused, his eyes fixed on the corners of Dongfang Han's lips, and he didn't see clearly when they were too dark. , Now seeing the cut on the corner of Dongfang Han's lips with the street light behind him, his eyes quickly darkened: "What's the matter? Who caused this!" The excited voice couldn't help raising a few points.
Unless you are a fool, how can you not see that the wound was obviously bitten out.
Seeing Dongfang Han's evasive eyes, this stimulated his nerves even more.
"Zhang Zichu, isn't it?" His voice was suddenly as cold as steel.
"No—"
Before Dongfang Han finished speaking, Zhuo Lin threw away the crutches in his hand, wrapped her waist with one hand, and pressed her head with the other, and kissed her lips heavily.
The sudden kiss, Na overbearing request, seemed to take her breath away.
"Why... Why are you always like this..." To her lips, Zhuo Lin lightly bit the wound on the corner of her lip, his voice was dull and low, and seemed to be painful, "You and he are not in the same world at all, why You still have to be so persistent."
Dongfang Han was taken aback, because she didn't know how to answer him at this moment.
"I thought that after we came back, the relationship between us would make a different progress."
Zhuo Lin smiled sullenly, his heart seemed to be torn apart, he didn't know how to finish the next words.
"It turns out that I have always been passionate about myself... Dongfang Han... Who do you love to be with... I don't want to care anymore..."
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Lin's mind was blank, and his heart was empty. Then he picked up the crutches on the ground and turned to leave with stiff steps.
Unexpectedly, he walked too quickly, and he fell to the ground accidentally without going too far.
"Zuo Lin...!"
Dongfang Han was startled and ran up quickly.
"Do not touch me!"
He patted her outstretched hand, picked up the crutches on the ground again, and slowly stood up again.
"Why do you both force me."
Hearing Dongfang Han's voice behind him, Zhuo Lin paused, but did not turn around.
"I thought you knew me better than them... A person born as dirty as me was not despised by you or looked upon with that despised view. I thank you for being a good person." Dongfang Han said, looking forward to it. Looking at the figure in front, there was a faint sadness in his eyes.
"You are not wrong, I am the one who is wrong. I shouldn't appear in your life, let alone mess up your life. After I find the leader of the Death Organization, I will voluntarily leave the Ace class, not I'll cause you trouble again."
"Enough! I don't want to hear anything like this again." Zhuo Lin sternly stopped Dongfang Han. He turned around abruptly, staring at the girl in front of him with anger, "We never said you were a trouble. , Why do you always put all the responsibility on yourself!"
"No, it is indeed me who disrupted your lives." Dongfang Han returned with certainty.
"You guy!" He strode up, watching his imposing manner, thinking that he would punch himself and yell at him when he came up, unexpectedly, he hugged her tightly in his arms: "You Fool, idiot! You are never in trouble. If you insist on doing this and want to leave, I won't stay."
"Zuo Lin, you!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Han suddenly raised his head and looked at his firm eyes in surprise.
"I will follow you wherever you go. Dongfang Han," he said, he clasped her waist tightly, his eyes were serious as if he was about to swear an oath to the whole world, and he loudly said to her: "I will decide you in this life! "
"You... really are an out-and-out idiot." Dongfang Han smiled helplessly. So for such a person, she really has nothing at all.
"Let's go." Zhuolin raised her hand again.
"Where to go?"
"Cook for you to eat."
Dongfang Han was taken aback.
"What to see, go! Don't let Gao Yuan find it out."
As for such a mysterious and cautious one? They are not thieves.
Dongfang Han glanced at him speechlessly, but still followed his footsteps.