Chapter 287 Ghost Catcher 50
Xiao Hechuan sat on the chair, his ivory-white robe smooth and neat.
As a person, he is always meticulous, polite and distant.
"My father has already informed me of the cancellation of the engagement a long time ago, but I have not responded because I feel I should apologize to you in person."
From a third party's perspective, Xiao Hechuan simply explained to Lingyao the issue of his wavering relationship between the two.
Although things and people have changed now, Xiao Hechuan has always acted uprightly since he was a child.
Even though they knew that there was no possibility for them to meet again and that they would never have any intersection in the future.
But he didn't want to hide this from her.
He knew the temperament of his young fiancée.
She and Lin Shutang were so close before, if she heard something about him and Lin Shutang from other people.
It will definitely be uncomfortable.
Even if Lin Shutang didn't mention it in front of her on purpose today, he would have said it anyway.
Lingyao didn't say anything in response to his words.
Just pushed a box in front of Xiao Hechuan.
The light in the room was not very bright, but Xiao Hechuan could still see clearly what was in the box at a glance.
There was the pair of jade pendants made when they got engaged, and the other one was hanging around his waist.
In addition, there are wooden dragonflies and wooden figurines that he made for her when she was a child.
He secretly hid the storybook he brought back from the mountain for her and made a beauty cream for her himself.
I didn’t think there was much on weekdays, but I didn’t expect to receive a whole box.
Xiao Hechuan's eyes fell on a place in the box, and his throat choked.
Those are two light yellow hairbands.
Extremely bright and delicate colors, exquisite workmanship, and excellent texture of the headband.
Xiao Hechuan almost ran away with the box in his hand.
Just a few steps out of the room, hot tears rolled down my face.
Smashed to the ground.
A few drops fell on the hairband he held in his hands.
At the end of the light yellow headband, a Chinese character "川" was carefully embroidered with crooked thread.
In the hazy vision, Xiao Hechuan vaguely saw himself when he was just a young and ignorant person that year.
My young fiancée is good-looking, well-behaved and very likable.
Whether in the school or among the children of the Fan family, there are many people who secretly have a crush on her.
Even games like playing house.
The male disciples and students who always looked down on games played by girls now scrambled to play.
The young fiancée was young and ignorant, and she just focused on playing the role of "mother".
The male disciple who emerged from the crowd and became the husband called her "Madam" with a blushing face.
When Xiao Hechuan went to pick someone up with some sweets, he saw this scene.
In order to make the role play more realistic, the children tied two red ribbons on Fan Lingyao's two flower-bud-like hair.
As a decoration for the bride.
When her ignorant little fiancée saw him, she even waved her headband at him coquettishly.
Introducing her "husband" to him.
Xiao Hechuan glanced at the male disciple coldly, his heart felt as if it had been punched by someone, and he was filled with anger.
The male disciple blushed and looked away guiltily.
Xiao Hechuan, who was always steady and self-controlled, rudely pulled off her hairband for the first time and stopped the farce.
The young fiancée had done something wrong, and when she saw her hairband being pulled off, she was unhappy and got angry before him.
Seeing his serious face.
The little fiancée, who had always been spoiled, suddenly felt tears dripping down her cheeks.
She angrily judged him: "I don't like you anymore."
Xiao Hechuan was shot in the chest again. Seeing that the people around him had already slipped away, he picked them up and comforted them.
He was several years older than her and much taller than her.
But now it is winter and she is dressed like a ball.
Xiao Hechuan had no choice but to sit on the ground and let the snow stain his snow-white clothes.
He held her in his arms, but didn't know how to coax her. He just wiped the tears of his little fiancée silently.
Finally, he took out the sweets that had been prepared nearby and put them into her mouth to coax her into silence.
Three days later, Xiao Hechuan brought the hairband to his young fiancée.
Put it on someone yourself.
He knew she always liked bright colors.
You must like this light yellow headband too.
And indeed it is.
She wore it almost every day after she got it, and it provided a bright spot of color in the school for a long time.
The male disciples and students looked at the word "Chuan" on the headband, which seemed to be a declaration of sovereignty.
I can only settle down.
The headband was smooth and was held tightly in Xiao Hechuan's hand, but it seemed like it would slip away at any time.
Xiao Hechuan felt a pain in his chest, as if a nail had pierced it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He held onto a tree beside him and subconsciously moved his hairband back.
Hot tears mixed with warm blood.
Xiao Hechuan's ears echoed again with what Lingyao said when she handed him the box.
"I'm not her. Save these words for your fiancée."
Xiao Hechuan felt a pain in his chest, and even his fingers, which were connected to his heart, felt numb.
He swallowed the blood in his throat.
Crying and laughing.
Xiao Hechuan is not a fool. As a person involved in the situation, he did not realize it at the beginning.
Given all the circumstances now, he could probably guess something.
.....
When Xiao Hechuan walked out holding the box, Yan Chu was walking towards Lingyao.
It’s only a few steps away from Xiao Hechuan.
However, Xiao Hechuan was thinking about something and didn't see him. Besides, was that Pharmacist Xiao crying?
Yan Chu's eyes dimmed and he pushed the door open.
Lingyao was eating some snacks to fill her stomach.
Then Yan Chu's serious gaze fell on her.
Lingyao's face was as calm as the wind, and she looked back silently.
What's wrong? She was just having a snack.
If the God of Wealth is greedy, he will queue up.
"Did you just get up?" Yan Chu asked slowly, his voice sounding no different from usual.
Lingyao nodded: "What's wrong?"
She didn't plan to tell him about her meeting with Xiao Hechuan just now. After all, she had no way to explain it.
That was never her business.
Hearing Lingyao's answer, Yan Chu sneered.
The corners of his narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his ink-black pupils revealed some seductive temptation.
He suddenly leaned over and pressed towards Lingyao.
The sweet fragrance on her body is like chocolate with a liqueur filling, so sweet that it makes people intoxicated.
Surround Lingyao
He rested his chin on Lingyao's shoulder, clasped his fingers around Lingyao's wrist, and twisted it in a seductive and ambiguous manner.
The voice is a little low and cold, but also captivating.
"I've been so good, why do you still lie to me?"
Having said that, he bit Lingyao's face with a bit of grievance.
This one took a little more effort than usual.
Lingyao didn't know what was wrong with this little pervert today.
But she felt that maybe she deserved to be punished.
The red mark from the kiss just now disappeared not long ago.
If another one comes, Lingyao will have to say that she was bitten by a mosquito again.
And I’ve also said that we should pay attention to the stability of the soul, because the God of Wealth will change his face in a while.
She is very scared, okay?
So Lingyao grabbed Yan Chu's wrist and neck and pushed him against the table.
There was a violent clatter of tables and chairs.
Ping-pong sounds.
Lingyao pressed Yan Chu's head against the table, and his wrists were pinned behind his back.
The black short-sleeved shirt on his body was curled up by this rough action.
Revealing the boy's slender waist with distinct veins.
Against the black background, it looks even whiter.
Lingyao's face was cold and she was about to speak harshly.
Who knew that Yan Chu would turn his head and lick her hand.