Sheng Qianmo suddenly raised his eyes, "Drive!"
He turned around and rode towards the people behind him.
The robe behind him was flying wildly in the biting north wind. His eyes were sharp and focused, leaving only the thin figure standing outside the city gate—
His little girl was standing outside the city gate, holding a light yellow oil-paper umbrella. She was only wearing a dress, and the skirt was still wet from the rain.
Getting closer.
Shu Nuan's hair was a little messy and stuck to her little face, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with moisture, and she looked in his direction with tears in her eyes, and her lips were red.
In the bleak rain, in the cold city.
The only people left in his world were the people under the oil-paper umbrellas.
Sheng Qianmo suddenly got off his horse, rushed over and took his little girl into his arms. He wanted to use all his strength to hold her in his arms, pressed her back hard, and lowered his head against her ears. On the temples, hysterical and lingering breathing.
The oil-paper umbrella in Shu Nuan's hand was struck by him so fiercely that it suddenly fell to the ground, causing a splash of water.
Shu Nuan felt uncomfortable being held so hard by him, but she didn't push him away. The two hands with nowhere to rest finally slowly hugged his lean waist, buried her in his arms, and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
four years ago.
After that hug when we separated four years ago, it almost turned into goodbye forever.
Today, we finally embrace each other again.
She didn't know what else to do except cry.
Sadness, grievance, anger, all the emotions came flooding back.
She hit him on the back, hard again and again, crying as she did so.
Sheng Qianmo hugged her tightly, hugging her so hard and letting her hit him.
He hadn't held her in four years.
When he saw her again on the street that night, he wanted to rush over and hug her at all costs. He wanted so much to hold his little girl in his arms, but he couldn't even hold her.
At this moment, he was holding her, holding her tightly, but he was reluctant to let her go.
He was holding his girl in his arms, thinking about the little girl day and night for four years. She was in his arms, and she really existed.
Under the cold city gate, Sheng Qianmo lowered his head and rubbed her ear and temples. His voice was low and hoarse, but he said in her ear powerfully: "Wait for me."
Two words.
He could only give her these two words.
But they are the two most powerful words.
Shu Nuan said nothing, holding his waist tightly and refusing to let go.
There were already tears on his face.
She couldn't bear it, she admitted that she couldn't bear it.
No matter how strong you pretend to be, it's still useless to be so weak in front of him.
Shu Nuan didn't want to be separated from Uncle Sheng again.
Sheng Qianmo took off his robe, put it on Shu Nuan, and tied it.
The four years of pain, the days when life was worse than death, everything he had experienced in the past four years, were not mentioned at all. He just had to slowly push away the hand that held him tightly, and looked down at his little girl. , said slowly: "Wait until I come back."
Shu Nuan sobbed and said, "No wait."
"Take good care of yourself."
Sheng Qianmo got on the horse and rode away.
Shu Nuan watched him leave with tears streaming down her face, biting the back of her hand and unable to cry.
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(I like the update I wrote today very much. I have read it several times and I am so moved. The fifth update is completed; kissed! hugged! It’s so sweet! Did you see the new title changed today? Do you feel it in the future? There will be a lot of candies! Remember to vote if you want to add more)