Chapter 15 (1/2)

”Yao Yao...”

Yan Shaokun stood at the door against the light, looking at her eyes with vulnerability and sadness.

This kind of eyes, Tang Yao only saw in young four Lang body.

”Don't come to me.” Tang Yao clearly realized that she was dreaming.

She tried to wake herself up, but she couldn't get out of her dream.

”Yao Yao, come back, Si Lang miss you...” Yan Shaokun said painfully, and walked slowly towards Tang Yao.

She stepped back and avoided it.

”You are not Si Lang, my Si Lang is dead, you go away...” Tang Yao's eyes are red.

She thought that the past was so long, and she mentioned it again, but the pain in her heart was still very real.

Seven years of love, once separated, the original did not imagine so much.

Tears covered Tang Yao's whole face. She sobbed softly, but he hanlue's anxious cry sounded in her ear.

”Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, wake up...”

Tang Yao slowly opened her eyes and saw he Han squatting beside her bed with a candle, worried.

”I'm fine. I had a nightmare...” Tang Yao quickly wiped away the tears on her face, but her eyes dodged and did not dare to look at him.

”Is Si Lang the name of that man?” Rarely asked Tang Yao he Han in the past, suddenly asked.

It is not the first time that he has heard these two words from Tang Yao.

Tang Yao was stiff and shook her head weakly.

”I'm the fourth in my family. I thought you were calling me if you didn't say it.” He Han's tone suddenly softened, and his eyes were gentle under the flickering candlelight.

”He Han, I really don't want to mention him.” This is the first time that Tang Yao calls he Han's name directly. It falls into he Han's ears, but it is inexplicably distressing.

His name came out of her mouth and should not be sad.

”If you don't mention it, I will answer you directly if you call Si Lang later.” He Han put the candle on the square table and sighed.

Tang Yao suddenly felt that he did not know what to do.