The arrival of Han Yingxue seemed to bring him back to the light suddenly.
Is this guy really afraid of the dark?
"I'm here, it's alright." Han Yingxue soothed.
Han Yingxue suddenly felt a little distressed for some reason.
Zhao Qishan like this will make her feel that he is vulnerable like a child.
I don't know what he experienced, so afraid of the night.
"Xue'er, thank you for coming to me, thank you for not abandoning me..." Zhao Qishan murmured.
Han Yingxue's familiar aura made his heart a little more at ease.
The two hugged each other for a while.
seems a bit ambiguous...
Seeing Zhao Qishan's mood stabilized, Han Yingxue snorted softly: "That... Zhao Qishan, let me go, we're going back..."
"Ok……"
Zhao Qishan let go of his hand with some greed, and really hoped that he would hold Xueer like this all the time. Only in his arms would he feel that he really existed.
"move……"
Han Yingxue held a torch and walked side by side with Zhao Qishan. Even if his face was a little flushed, he didn't dare to go too far. She was worried that once Zhao Qishan fell into darkness, he would start to fear again.
The light of the torch imprinted on Han Yingxue's face.
Zhao Qishan turned his head sideways and looked at Han Yingxue's face.
If possible, I really hope to keep going like this.
Zhao Qishan's hand gently pulled Han Yingxue's hand.
Han Yingxue's body trembled, and the unfamiliar touch made her instinctively want to resist. But miraculously, she did not refuse.
The two of them kept holding their hands and walked back...
…
The next morning, dragging a tired body. Han Yingxue and Zhao Qishan went to town again.
Eyes were a little embarrassed, but fortunately, when she was on the ox cart, she leaned against Zhao Qishan's arms and slept again.