Anan, Anan, Anan!

She called the man so intimately that she had never called him.

She always calls him Mr. Sheng. When she is angry, she calls him Sheng You ting with her first name and surname. But her name is Chunan and Anan.

He suddenly remembered that she had been wrongly stolen at a reception not long ago. When he got the news, he rushed over to see her leaning against the man's arms and letting the other party take the lead for her.

He thought that he finally chased him to the roof. She and the man were leaning on the railing and chatting happily. They did not know what they were particularly happy about. She turned her face to him, smiling at him like a flower.

Moonlight smile, clean and warm some incredible, is never for him.

He thought of the party a few days ago, when she and the man hugged and danced in perfect harmony. When he thought of her accident, she threw herself into his arms and showed her most vulnerable side, crying like a child.

She trusted him so much that she did not hesitate to protect him from kissing her forehead or even fighting with him.

They are like the most intimate and intimate lovers. So, what is he?

She used to love him so much and love him by all means. Now, why has it changed?

He stares at the woman on the hospital bed, his pupil shrinks sharply, his thin lips become a straight line without temperature, and the whole person seems to be hiding in the black fog.

She clearly told him that she had nothing to do with Chunan. They were not familiar with each other. This is what she said, unfamiliar?

They are already so close, but they are not familiar with each other?

She lied to him. She lied to him.

The images of them together constantly come to mind, just like a poisonous snake sitting on his heart, with its fangs open and snake's Xinzi spitting out.

He was bitten by the poisonous snake. The poison had gone to the bone, and the pain swept from all directions. He was suffering and was about to die.

Holding her hand, getting tighter, tighter.

He couldn't control his brain, and gradually another girl's youthful and publicized smile came out again and again, calling him sweetly again and again, brother and brother.

Smiling wantonly at his youth, the four leaf grass pendant on the bracelet reflects the most beautiful color in the world under the sun.

That face, as if to overlap with her.

The girl often blinks his big eyes and asks him curiously, "brother, you're all very old. Why don't you have a girlfriend?"

He always perfunctorily answers her, "did not meet the right one."

Sometimes, he would stare at her coldly, "children's family, take care of themselves, don't care about adults' affairs, understand?"

She exclaimed, "where am I? You are only six years older than me. Do you really think of yourself as an elder? "

He just stares at her and doesn't speak, she immediately takes his hand to act coquettish, "well, people don't care about you, by the way, they care about your life."

A big deal?

She never knew that he was waiting for her to grow up.

He promised to marry her when she grows up.

He always remembers, never forgets that year's agreement.

Although at that time, she was still so young.