Dear Mr. Shi

It has been several days since Anno has lived in, but Anno regards her as the air. Is it true that Anno doesn't love her anymore? No...So many years of love can't be better than Wen Zhaozhao's. How long has he known Wen Zhaozhao, I believe it has been less than a year.

The center of Han Qianqian is always herself, while Shi Annuo will always be Han Qianqian, so Shi Annuo knows those friends Han Qianqian has, and those men who have liked her and pursued her.

But Han Qianqian didn't know until now, Shi Annuo had those friends or girlfriends before, and those women who had pursued him and liked him.

When Shi Annuo returned home, she found that Song Qinghuan and Wen Zhaozhao, and Jin Lin were not at home. They had gone shopping for wedding dresses.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room and saw Han Qianqian sitting in the garden basking in the sun, but the weather was not so good, and there was no sun in the gloomy place.

Sitting quietly on the wheelchair, she fixedly looked at the flowers and trees in front, and she felt lonely, pitiful and lonely.

Shi Annuo felt his heart stabbed hard.

As if feeling someone on the second floor looking at him, Han Qianqian turned her head and met Shi Annuo's gaze. Tears flowed down the corner of Han Qianqian's eyes, staring stubbornly at Shi Annuo.

Shi Annuo subconsciously took a step back, then turned around and no longer faced Han Qianqian.

The heart is very upset, annoying and dry. He doesn't know what's wrong with him. He thinks he should give up Han Qianqian, but seeing her like this, he feels very sad and distressed.

She abandoned him so good, she should have lived well and well.

Yes, Han Qianqian, you should have a good life, not like this.

The weather is getting darker and darker, and the clouds are densely covered. It seems that it is about to rain. Shi Annuo thought that Han Qianqian should have left the garden and returned to the house.

But Nazhi, when he walked to the window, he saw Han Qianqian still sitting there, just changed the direction, and just stared at the direction of his window.

After a car accident or injury, his body hadn't recovered well. Shi Annuo was afraid that after the rain, Han Qianqian caught a cold in the rain, and her body would get worse, so she turned and walked downstairs to the back garden.

He didn't say anything, he was just about to push Han Qianqian's wheelchair back to the house, but Han Qianqian didn't want to, and stretched out her hand to hold the valve of the wheelchair: "Don't you hate me? Don't you ignore me? What do you mean now? I don't need to. You control, you let me go."

Being unable to push the wheelchair, Shi Anuo picked up Han Qianqian from the wheelchair and directly hugged her back to her own bedroom.

Turned around, went back to the back garden, moved the wheelchair into the bedroom, and was about to leave again, but heard Han Qianqian sobbing low.

She hung her head, and she was so sad in tears: "Arnold, do you hate me that much?"

Shi Annuo couldn't bear it after all, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her hair, somewhat helpless: "Cici, you should have grown up."

Han Qianqian grabbed his hand and bit her lip to look at him: "Arnold, if you want me to grow up, I will definitely grow up, but you can't don't want me!"

Shi Annuo sighed: "As you said that day, the past has been sent off, and we can't go back to the past."

"Then, let's start again, okay?" Han Qianqian asked nervously.

"I've made it clear," Shi Annuo drew out his hand.