Chapter 132： (1/2)

In the past six months or so, apart from sleeping and eating, he spent all the rest of his thoughts on He An. He felt that it would be worthwhile to win even a little favor. He even thought carefully about the tone of his speech, for fear of being slightly negligent. Add another to the overwhelming deficit.

He thought that the biggest obstacle was the painful memories of the past, which made He An lose his sense of security and dared not accept his feelings, but the sense of security can be repaired and the painful memories can be washed away by new sweetness, as long as he is careful enough .

Just six months after he drew from the camp, and finally saw the first light of the horizon, suddenly someone told him: This road actually leads to the cliff.

You can never recover He An.

Now you are even worse than a stranger.

Strangers can still pursue the shore from scratch, but you can't. As long as you stay by He An, you will bring him endless pain: your fit is not 7% ​​at all, but negative.

Even if you touched anything, what?

A skin-friendly hug, a lingering deep kiss, or snuggling at each other's ears for a while ... the most common intimacy between these lovers will make He An appear disorderly.

You are not destined for long.

Three years ago, a 100% compatible pheromone sent He An to him, and he refused indifferently. By the time he repented, the pheromone had sent He An to a place he could never touch.

Zheng Feiyu sat on the balcony all night.

The dawn dawned, the sky turned white, and the edge of the flowing cloud was stained with a thin layer of powder. The flight lights in the distance became weaker and lighter, and finally covered by the light, completely invisible.

At six o'clock, he took off his gown and returned it to the nurse, and took the elevator down the stairs.

There are few outsiders in the inpatient department, and the morning breeze sweeps the streets and leaves. A taxi was waiting by the side of the road. The driver was bored and drowsy. When someone came out, he immediately looked out to solicit business: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Luocheng Town."

Zheng Feiyu approached him.

The driver waved his hand, and his excited expression turned into disapproval: "Luocheng Town ... It's too close, I can't make any money at all. I waited here before dawn, and just wanted to take a big order. You'll change to someone else's car, I won't go. "

"... and go to the airport."