You Are My Unforgettable Love

But Shen Liangchuan was thinking about what happened last night ...

Her mood was clearly wrong.

I don't know why, he was so flustered in his heart.

He said nothing, just hung up the phone, picked up Weibo, and was about to send a message, but suddenly saw that in the villa area, on the road leading to apartment 18, curled up under a street lamp next to Tiny figure.

Shen Liangchuan's fingers froze and put the phone down.

Hastily opened the door and hurriedly walked over.

When he got close, he saw that the small figure crouching on the side of the road, curled up, was Qiao Lian.

She squatted there, holding her knees, staring blankly forward, her crying eyes were already red and swollen.

That look, the inexplicable heartfelt look of Shen Liangchuan.

Originally because of Song Yuanxi's affairs, he just didn't know how to continue to get along with her. The original situation was very embarrassing, but at this moment, he was left behind.

His heart was full, and his eyes were the only way she was wronged at the moment.

He slowly crouched down his tall body, stood next to her, and shouted softly: "Little Joe ..."

As soon as the sentence fell, Qiao Lianran turned his head.

Originally dry eyes, after seeing him, it was like being aggrieved and seeing his parents' children, and then burst into tears.

She bit her lip, wondering whether it was cold or emotional, and she was snoring all over.

Seeing her look like this, Shen Liangchuan said nothing, took off her suit jacket, and then picked her up.

Ignore the car behind me and walk straight into the villa.

He hugged Qiao Lian, entered the villa, went to the master bedroom, and then lifted the quilt, wrapped around her.

And then he turned away.

The temperature of the body slowly returns.

Qiao Lian gradually recovered her sanity.

She stared at the door, and the unforgettable pain passed on clearly.

She wrapped her quilt tightly and hugged her knees.

An endless loneliness struck her.

At that moment, the door of the room was squeaked open, she looked up, and saw that Liang Liangchuan came in with a basin.

He picked up the towel, passed it in the hot water, and walked over, and put it on her face without using her hands.

Warm towels, like stretching each pore, dispel the deepest cold.

Then the towel was taken off.

Her red and swollen eyes narrowed into a slit, crying like an ugly monster.

Qiao Lian remained motionless and let Shen Liangchuan take care of her.

After a while, he took another cup of brown sugar water and handed it to her mouth.

Qiao Lian obediently had a drink.

The hot water slowly spread from his stomach to his limbs.

Then again, the quilt was lifted.

She held her ankle by his big hand, took off her shoes for her, and then placed her cold feet on his lower abdomen.

Turning back, holding her hand again, warming her with the temperature of the palm.

His gentle and meticulous movement made Joe stare at him staring at him.

Those red and swollen eyes had a tendency to tear at this moment.

He suddenly reached out his hand and hugged her tightly.

The anxiety and anger when she couldn't be found, all disappeared at this moment, turning into the gentlest tone, with the most bloodthirsty murderous, "Little Joe, tell me now, who bullied you?"