He met her gaze, but Fu Xia did not give him time to speak, and turned around and walked towards the other side.

Chen Fan had no choice but to continue to follow her footsteps.

The sunset hangs at the end of the slope, pulling out long shadows on the houses on both sides of the road.

Fu Xia's shadow was also pulled out long and fell into a place within reach of the people following him.

Fu Xia remembered what Lin Xian said to her.

In those years, he liked to be a shadow so that she never discovered anything. But at some point, he thought that there seemed to be many kind-hearted people in this world, just like kind-hearted people who gave them public umbrellas.

Fu Xia couldn't help but look back.

This liar wearing an invisible cloak... If I had known, she would have had a relationship in college. I wonder if the liar would take off his invisible cloak, or still be hidden there, just quietly bless her...

A sour breath rushed over the nose.

Fu Xia's pace accelerated, and he also accelerated when he saw him at the corner of his eyes.

She walked faster and faster, and finally almost ran away. She was tired after running behind, so she stopped again and walked slowly.

She didn't look back, but saw the shadow behind her from the glass mirror on the side of the road.

He is still there.

She sniffed, it was already dark, and she arrived at the entrance of the community where she used to live.

The community was old, but it had not been demolished yet. Fu Xia walked downstairs as she recalled. She did not go upstairs and turned to the rooftop of the next building.

It was dark, and there was only a very distant horizon. In addition to the buildings, there was a mixture of golden light and dark blue.

On the rooftop today, some people also had white gauze curtains unretracted, and were wrapped in the hot wind that was flying.

Fu Xia walked up and followed her footsteps, and also heard it.

She didn't turn her head, but stopped in the wind on the rooftop.

The wind on the rooftop is always so strong, like a naughty elf, shuttled and played between the gauze curtains, circled and circled.

Fu Xia heard the voice of the man behind him in the wind.

His voice was warm and gentle, but he just listened carefully, but the hoarseness of the waves washing the fine sand.

"Xiaxia, can you give me another chance?"

Chen Fan looked at the girl with his back to him and asked this sentence.

Twelve years ago, at the fork in the road when he graduated from high school, he wanted to catch up with her and walked side by side with her from now on.

But fate swept over him like a tornado, rolling him onto a completely different path.

He lost her and he couldn't find his way back.

From then on, it took him a full twelve years to cross mountains and rivers, before he returned to her from the lost intersection...

This time, can she give him another chance?

"Xiaxia, can you give me another chance?"

Give me another life, and the last and only chance to be your people and your minister...

The wind stopped, and the road that had been walking for thousands of miles was stopped.

Fu Xia called out his name in that question.

"Chen Fan,"

She suddenly turned around and met his gaze.

"Kiss me."

Chen Fan lowered his head and smiled gently, and he looked at his girl with the softest gaze.

"good."

He walked forward, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and finally he returned.

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Chapter completed!