Transformed into a girl: a song that made the whole network burst into tears

Unfortunately, these are all delusions.

Jiang Muye knew that this was a difficult task.

But he is willing to work hard and fight for it.

Even if it takes all his energy.

He has understood since he was a child that this road is full of thorns.

But he had no hesitation.

He firmly believes that his path will be successful.

It's late at night in Nanjing, and the air is filled with the desolate coldness of winter. It's so dark all around that you can't even see your fingers.

Jiang Muye parked the car and walked upstairs carrying the food box.

He lives in a single apartment on the second floor.

His door was ajar.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, he saw a slender figure curled up on the sofa in the living room, as if waiting for him.

He Yu wore a goose-yellow sweater, a gray-blue plaid coat, and a red silk scarf around his neck. He looked very warm.

He Yu lowered his head, his long hair covering half of his face, revealing his pointed ears.

He Yu was wrapped tightly.

Jiang Muye was stunned.

He Yu slowly raised his eyes and met his deep pupils.

The two people stared at each other for a moment.

Jiang Muye's throat suddenly became clogged, he couldn't breathe, and his chest hurt unbearably.

He stood without any dirty steps.

He Yu's steps also froze in place.

.......Makino. "He Yu murmured his name, with a tremor in his voice.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Muye finally moved (bjdg) and took a step towards He Yu, his tone full of anxiety.

He stretched out his arms, put his arms around He Yu, pulled He Yu into his arms, and hugged He Yu tightly.

He Yu's soft and fragrant body collided with him, making him freeze up and block his breathing.

He used great force to hold He Yu in his arms.

He Yu closed his eyes and his lips trembled slightly.

After a long time, He Yu whispered, "It's okay."

Only then did Jiang Muye realize that He Yu had lost a lot of weight.

Jiang Muye woke up suddenly.

He let go of He Yu and looked into He Yu's eyes carefully.

He Yu's eyes are beautiful peach blossom eyes, watery, like spring lakes, crystal clear to the bottom. But now, the clear spring is dyed dirty brown by dust.

He Yu seemed to have cried.

The tears soaked He Yu's eyelashes, wetted He Yu's eye sockets, and made He Yu's eyes red.

He held He Yu's face and carefully wiped the oil stains on you.

He Yu wanted to move away, but Jiang Muye held He Yu down, held He Yu in place, and asked why He Yu was crying, and why did He Yu come to Nanjing?

"I'm not crying!" He Yu denied, his eyes were red and his voice was choked.

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and asked, "What would you like to drink? Coffee or tea? Or milk?"

"Okay, come with me." Jiang Muye took He Yu's hand.

He Yu's fingertips were cold, as if there was no warmth.

His heart was twitching and the pain was unbearable.

He held He Yu's hand and led He Yu to the stairs.

"Where to go?" He Yu asked doubtfully.

Jiang Muye led He Yu into his dormitory. His bed was neat and spacious, giving people a feeling of warmth and security. Jiang Muye walked to the center of the room, looked at He Yu, and said with a smile, "You should rest first. I'll get you a cup of hot water."

He Yu nodded and sat quietly by the bed. Her thoughts were wandering through memories. Jiang Muye's hug just now made her feel a long-lost warmth. She had almost forgotten this feeling. Since her parents passed away, she has been living alone, with no one to rely on and no one to confide in her worries. And now "Jiang Muye's appearance seemed to give her a glimmer of hope."

Jiang Muye walked into the room with a cup of hot water and placed it gently on the bedside table. He turned around and sat on the sofa, looked at He Yu, and said gently: "Drink some hot water first to warm yourself up."