Shen Qinghuan didn't answer, and the two fell into a moment of stalemate.
But Jian Fan didn't rush to force Shen Qinghuan to give an answer, but just gently held her hand, just like that.
The line of sight also shifted from staring at her to the hands they held.
After a while, Jian Fan pursed her lower lip and patted the back of Qing Huan's hand.
"It's okay, I'll talk about it when you want to, okay?"
"It's too cold here, let me take you back first."
After speaking, Jian Fan got up, took off her coat, put it on Shen Qinghuan's shoulders, and prepared to take Shen Qinghuan back.
Unexpectedly, after he took a few steps forward, there was no sound of footsteps following behind him.
Jian Fan turned around.
Shen Qinghuan was still sitting on the chair by the lake, without any movement.
Jian Fan turned around, and just wanted to go back to see what was going on with Shen Qinghuan, when Shen Qinghuan suddenly turned around.
She squeezed Jian Fan's coat and wrapped herself in overlapping layers, as if it would be warmer this way.
The next moment, she took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision, raised her eyes slightly, and opened her mouth slowly.
"Don't wait."
"Now you can."
…
Shen Qinghuan said it word by word, and it wasn't completely embarrassing her heart. She still wanted to save face, and restrained herself from mentioning her original family.
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"Actually, I think that although the two of us have different growth experiences, what we want may be the same."
"Fan, you also need something warm."
"You are also longing for your family."
Jian Fan's past was clearly laid out in front of Shen Qinghuan, although she couldn't say she fully empathized with her, Shen Qinghuan felt that she could understand Jian Fan.
What she and Jian Fan think is another way to reach the same goal.
And what such a person needs most is a carefree little sun.
In the world of Little Sun, there is no darkness, no inferiority complex, no depression, no such pain.
Ta is gentle, warm, willing to wrap each other with light and heat, and give without expecting anything in return.
It has the power to heal people's hearts and can lead them to embrace a better future.
This is the person she and Jian Fan need.
However, Shen Qinghuan clearly knew that she was not such a person.
But she will try her best to be a little sun who can give Jian Fan warmth.
Shen Qinghuan's hands were tightly covered under the thick coat, as if this would give her confidence.
But even so, she was still worried that she could not do well.
Shen Qinghuan didn't speak very bluntly, but her emotional tone could also feel her inferiority complex and sense of loss from her bones.
especially…
"Well, I long for warmth, and I also want family."
Jian Fan approved Shen Qinghuan's words, but did not deny them.
Shen Qinghuan instantly felt as if a mountain was being pressed down on her back.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, smiling a bit reluctantly.
"I...I will try my best."
But Jian Fan on the opposite side just shook his head. When he shook his head, Shen Qing's heart sank, and he looked at Jian Fan in a state of bewilderment.
Could it be that her frankness made Jian Fan feel disgusted
Or, did Jian Fan want to understand again
Just when Shen Qinghuan was thinking wildly, a shadow suddenly cast in front of her.
At some point, Jian Fan walked up to her.
The cranky Shen Qinghuan didn't even have the courage to look up at Jian Fan, she was afraid of seeing Jian Fan's disappointment in her.
Can…
In the next second, Jian Fan's cold voice sounded above Shen Qinghuan's head.
"Qing Huan, do you know?"
"You don't have to do anything, your existence is the greatest warmth to me."
Shen Qinghuan froze.
***
After a while, Shen Qinghuan seemed to have realized it, and suddenly raised her head, her eyes were completely unbelievable.
"Fan, you..."
But when Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan looked at each other, all the unbelief seemed to disappear.
She could feel Jian Fan's heart.
All of a sudden, the tip of Shen Qinghuan's nose felt a little sore.
A heart is very warm, but it is so warm that it is a little swollen.
She seems to be stepping on cotton, which is not real.
Just feel lucky.
Fortunately, I met Jian Fan.
"It seems that God gave me good luck." Shen Qinghuan suppressed her nasal voice, not wanting to cry in such a good mood.
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But Jian Fan could still hear it, he bent over, and looked at Shen Qinghuan horizontally.
Seeing her reddish eye circles, the eyes behind the lenses froze.
Afterwards, he stretched out his slender fingers, scratched Shen Qinghuan's lovely upturned nose, and said softly.
"Silly girl."
"Instead, I think it's my luck."
"I can meet you."
"how come?"
Shen Qinghuan raised her head, trying to hold back her tears.
Even if it was moved tears, she felt that it was a little unlucky to shed tears at this time.
I have to say that after falling in love, Shen Qinghuan became more and more superstitious.
Jian Fan said.
"You know my upbringing, so you have that judgment on me, and I don't deny my desire."
"But you also know that I had the idea of becoming a monk."
"Whether I was tired or escaped, I really closed myself during that time. In the genes of Jane's family, indifference and ruthlessness are the basics. I thought I was not, but after grandma left, for a long time, I found myself He has already become such a person, because of grandma, he stayed at Jane's house, but he no longer wants to stay here for anyone."
"At that time, I thought that for me, it would be the most comfortable and relaxing for me to die alone and live in seclusion in the mountains."
"And you said earlier that I long for warmth and family."
"That was the idea that came to me after I met you."
Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and once again they met Jian Fan's eyes, and this was not the end.
After Jian Fan finished speaking, she rubbed the ends of her hair.
There is no work today, Jian Fan's hair is naturally fluffy and drooping, a little long, covering his eyebrows, maybe he is not used to it, so he gently pulled it back.
The movements are casual and at home, not as luxurious as usual.
he went on.
"Besides, I'm not a god, and I'm just a human being."
"I also have many shortcomings."
"But you, in my eyes, are perfect and impeccable."
"Qing Huan, I am the one who should feel inferior."
Shen Qinghuan tapped Jian Fan lightly: "You don't want to comfort me in this way."
Jian Fan smiled and shook her head.
"I'm not trying to comfort you."
"I'm a man, a man may not express many emotions like a girl."
"I also have low self-esteem, worry about gains and losses, and fear that if I don't do well enough, you won't like it."
Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised this time, she slightly opened her eyes wide: "...Really?"
"Of course it's true." Jian Fan still hid a smile in his eyes, and what he said seemed to be coaxing Shen Qinghuan, but revealed a serious tone.
Shen Qinghuan was still a little skeptical, her eyes rolled slightly.
"Then you say, you are afraid that you may not do well in something."
Instead, Jian Fanwen was silent for a moment.
Shen Qinghuan took a look and muttered a few words unconsciously.
"It's still making me happy, I know it."
But at this time, Jian Fan pushed up his glasses, his expression suddenly serious, but there was more patience in his seriousness.
"For example, gentleness seems to be unique to me."
"If there is, I will give it all to you."