“I’ll ask my dad to give you it.” Shen Jinman raised her black eyes and looked at the time, then asked her.
Zhou Xiaoyun rejected Shen Jinman’s kindness without even thinking about it.
“I drove here, don’t worry about me anymore. I will go back soon. Jinman wishes you happiness and wishes me blessings.” He said that, leaving Shen Jinman’s home with strong friendship.
Looking at Zhou Xiaoyun leaving, there was a hint of warmth in her heart. Perhaps friendship is the coldest place in your heart when you accidentally warmed up.
Time passed by little by little, Shen Jinman sat on the bed, looking at the familiar room, the scenery in front of her was slowly replaying like a movie, reminding her of the acquaintance and encounter with Gu Moran one by one, as if she was interpreting a story.
Time is a magical thing. In three years, more than a thousand days and nights did not reduce her feelings, but instead became more intense.
Just as she recalled, her phone rang. She picked up a MMS, a MMS from Lu Jinghuan. There was no figure free in the blue sky. The sky was as clean as a gem so that it made people reluctant to leave their eyes, but it made Shen Jinman’s tears fall suddenly. But Shen Jinman’s mood was never calm. Perhaps in a corner of the world, Lu Jinghuan was quietly enjoying the peace of mind. Perhaps this would be the best result for him.
“Jinghuan, you can be safe is my greatest relief.” She put down the phone in her hand and heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She turned her head and didn’t want anyone to see the tears on her face on this festive day.
“Dad.” Shen Jinman stood up, and she was grateful to the man in front of her. If he had not adopted her at the beginning, then she would not know where she was today.