As soon as the door opened, Shui Lingyu immediately stood up, stepped forward, and asked, “Brother, have you found your second brother?” “Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter if you didn’t find a murder.” Tang Hehan said.
Shui Lingyu suddenly felt very powerless.
What exactly can I do to make Tang Junyu let her go?
Is it impossible to really want her to marry Tang Junyu?
“Yu”
Shui Lingyu raised her face to look at him, wanting to ask, what to do if something happened to her second brother
But she didn’t ask, and she always felt it was unlucky.
She should think about the right place.
“I’m fine, I’m just worried that where my second brother went, he is penniless and where he lives,” Shui Lingyu asked.
Tang Hehan hugged her and pressed her head against her chest. The low voice seemed to come from her chest, urging Shui Lingyu’s fragile eardrums: “Sleep well, let’s talk about anything tomorrow.”
Shui Lingyu leaned on Tang Hehan’s safe chest, thinking, yes, maybe you might wake up tomorrow morning and you will find Tang Junyu.
She shouldn’t have any pessimism.
After sleeping in bed, Tang Hehan watched Shui Lingyu sleep.
Shui Lingyu had to sleep, too.
Before falling asleep, she thought that she could sleep safely in Tang Hehan’s arms, and why Tang Junyu always made her worried
When will he see clearly?
If something really happened to Tang Junyu, would she still feel at ease when she stayed by Tang Hehan?
Shui Lingyu asked herself that she was not that selfish.
She dreamed that Tang Junyu could find her own happiness so that she could truly feel at ease.
When I woke up in the morning, Shui Lingyu found that she was the only one on the bed.
Thinking about where Tang Hehan went, did Tang Junyu find it?
She quickly got off the bed, couldn’t even remember to wear shoes, so she ran out of the door.