"Yan Gui..." Feng Feng said his name once, and then closed her mouth again. It wasn't that she had nothing to say, but that when she said these two words, she would think of her former self, also Calling Lu Zhiyuan so much, and now, the memory of Lu Zhiyuan is like the biggest irony to her.
Yan Gui is very quiet, he is quietly waiting for Fengguang to say something, maybe if Fengguang keeps silent like this, he will wait patiently.
After a long time, Fengjing finally spoke again: "I don't have anything else to say to you, so let's just say goodbye here."
He followed her, and said three words with a little panic and caution, "I'll see you off."
"unnecessary."
"You... go back alone, I... don't worry..." His voice was intermittent, as if he still couldn't complete the sentence.
Jingjing couldn't help but stopped again, she looked at him strangely, "You...do you have any problem with talking?"
It can be said that she asked this sentence very carefully, for fear that there was something wrong with him, and her stupid words would hit his sore spot.
Yan Gui slowly shook his head, his voice had a unique, charming hoarseness, "I... don't like... talking..."
Because he hasn't spoken to people for too long, he is not as proficient as a normal person when he speaks sentences exceeding three words.
Inevitably, Jingjing was aroused by her curiosity, and she asked: "Then why don't you like to talk?"
"Waste of effort." He gave this answer without hesitation.
Feng Jing was speechless for a while, then she blinked again, thinking that this man might be a little eccentric, "Since you think it's a waste of effort, why are you willing to talk to me now?"
Since he is a strange person, he should carry out his strangeness to the end.
Yan Gui was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about what he wanted to say, time passed slowly, when he saw the scenery and was impatient to turn around and leave, he grabbed her hand in panic, and said a word Without thinking about it, he blurted out, "I'm afraid that if I don't speak... you will leave..."
This is probably the longest sentence he said, but the most fluent one.
She paused, and when she looked at him unexpectedly, she still couldn't react.
Yan Gui lowered his eyes to look at her, the light in his eyes moved slightly, like a little bit of starlight in the night, it was darker, and seemed to be able to attract people's consciousness into it, he whispered again, trying hard said, "I'm afraid... you'll leave..."
"I left... so what?" Feng Jing also lowered her voice subconsciously. She still remembered that when she first met him, he only knew how to play with his mobile phone with his head down, and he didn't care about everything around him. , the fact that he is a social phobic is so obvious.
He seems to be a little special to himself, and she is not sure about this specialness.
Yan Gui slowly clenched her wrist, the breeze blew the leaves, and let the sun shine on his body, he was dressed in black and bathed in the sun, this is not contradictory , making him seem to come from a painting.
He said: "I'm scared...if I don't hold you tight...you will...be snatched away by other men..."