It was late at night when Dongfang Han and Zhang Zichu came back, and they were standing on the aisle not far from the school.
"Go back early, I'll leave first."
"Xiaohan."
Before Dongfang Han turned around, Zhang Zichu stopped her.
"What's the matter?" She looked back at him puzzled.
"Put out your hand," he said with a smile to her, looking a little mysterious.
At Zhang Zichu's repeated requests, Dongfang Han held his hand to him with curiosity.
A familiar necklace stretched out from his hand, and then gently placed it on her palm. The aquamarine crystal stone hanging under the chain was glowing with a faint soft color in the moonlight.
Dongfang Han raised his eyes in shock, but saw Zhang Zichu just looking at her with a gentle smile.
"I can't do what you hope. Except for you, I don't think I will find a suitable girl in my life. Xiaohan, you can't change my destiny, because the day I met you, it was already doomed My ending. As for this necklace, I have already sent it out, and I will not take it back. How you deal with it is your freedom."
"And this." As he said, he took out the bank card Dongfang Han had left him and put it back in her hand, "I hope you can use this money for more meaningful things. And I also saved a certain amount of money myself, and now I start working again, which is enough to support you for the rest of my life. So Xiaohan, I will not be a burden to you."
What Zhang Zichu said made Dongfang Han unable to refute. What's more, she couldn't open her mouth to say a word that hurts people again. Because she knows better than anyone else that Zhang Zichu's heart and the pain and grievances she has suffered have been many, many.
"Do you really want to stay with me forever? If I can never get revenge, I can never leave my current companions and this organization. Your decision like this will only lose everything."
However, Zhang Zichu smiled after hearing what she said, and there was no complaint in his eyes: "If you can live forever like this, then I'm worth it."
The figure trembled, Dongfang Han's eyes were slightly wet.
She immediately turned her back, raised the back of her hand and quickly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, because she didn't want him to see her fragility and embarrassment. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "I'm leaving now."
After that, she immediately put the two things in her hand into her pocket, and walked forward quickly.
Even though she had already gone far, Dongfang Han still felt that the person standing behind had not left, and sent her away with the still gentle and pampering gaze, without any complaints.
At that moment, her vision became blurred, and the tears she had desperately held back finally overflowed.
That man was obviously gentler than anyone else, but he became crazy and desperate because he met her.
That man was more sensible than anyone else, but he was lost because of her.
That man was so smart, but he gave up everything because of someone like her who was always hurting him.
That man... That person named Zhang Zichu is the stupidest and dumbest guy she has ever seen in the world. He stopped abruptly, turned around immediately, and looked at the man who was still standing there.
Zhang Zichu's eyesight was always good at night, and when he saw the girl crying, he was taken aback.
However, when he saw Dongfang Han running back quickly, he was shocked again.
In the next second, Dongfang Han opened his arms and hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't hurt you like that." She hugged him tightly, her face up with deep guilt and self-blame, "Forgive my Zi Chu, it turns out that I treated you so cruelly...!"
Perhaps Zhang Zichu would never have imagined that he would hear such heartbreaking words from her in his lifetime, but at the same time he was also very moved.
No matter how much grievance and suffering, as long as there is a sentence like her, the others are no longer important and worthwhile.
"Fool, what's the point of crying." Zhang Zichu smiled and raised his hand to gently wipe the tears from her face, his eyes filled with endless tenderness and love, "As long as you understand my mood, that's enough , Xiaohan, don't leave me alone, okay?"
Dongfang Han nodded, but couldn't say a word at this time. The pair wanted to say but couldn't say it, seemingly aggrieved and pitiful, and Zhang Zichu couldn't help but laugh, and hugged her again.
He sometimes imagined that if Dongfang Han is not a magician, and he is not a killer.
Well, how good...