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292 Hug me if I want to, hug me if I want to hug me

"Wish Hexu! What are you doing! The pestle is here as a sculpture!"

Wen Rao suddenly raised her voice and called him, which also brought Zhu Hexu back from his thoughts.

If it weren't for Wen Rao's voice, Zhu Hexu might have confessed his feelings.

The words came to his lips but he swallowed them back.

Zhu Heneng took a step back to make room.

"I'm fine, I'll take you back." His voice was low, and he walked in front with his head lowered, as if he had been hit hard.

He didn't dare to confess, because if his confession was rejected, he might not even be friends with Sister Wen Rao in the future.

He can only continue to bury his secret love deep in his heart. Maybe it will explode one day, but not now.

On the way back, Wen Rao sent a message to Zhan Yan, asking him to eat first and not worry about himself. Zhan Yan said that he had ordered takeout and Xiaoer had already eaten. He was not hungry and could wait for her to come with him.

Looking at that sentence of waiting for you to eat together, Wen Rao felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

From not having a home to having a separate room for her and her brother when she returned home, there was a large balcony where they could plant flowers and vegetables. It was no longer a place for them to sleep, and there was no endless housework to do, not to mention no need to worry about being harassed in any way.

As warm as Wen Rao was at this moment, Zhu Hexu felt depressed and lost.

After sending her to the gate of the community and watching her go home, Zhu Hexu saw Zhan Yan standing downstairs to pick her up.

There was a drizzle falling from the sky. In fact, there was no need to hold an umbrella, but Zhan Yan still thoughtfully held an umbrella for her.

Seeing their backs disappear from his eyes, the light in Zhu Hexu's eyes completely dimmed.

Zhan Yan also saw Wen Rao getting out of Zhu Hexu's car. Wen Rao had also greeted him before. He came down to pick up Wen Rao on purpose.

When he went out, he saw that it was drizzling. He brought an umbrella with him, but it was not big enough to cover two people.

He tilted the umbrella towards Wen Rao, and half of his body was covered with water drops.

Wen Rao saw it and raised his hand to straighten the umbrella handle.

"Don't give me the umbrella, you're already wet." Wen Rao held the handle of the umbrella, and Zhan Yan took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulders.

"You go in, it's raining hard, and you'll catch a cold again."

When Wen Rao was hugged by him, her first feeling was that she was surprised and a little nervous, but then she realized that she did not reject him. It seemed that since the time she acted in his house, she had a new feeling for Zhan Yan. Acceptance.

Zhan Yan hugged Wen Rao and tilted the umbrella towards her. As long as Wen Rao didn't push him away, it would be okay even if he was soaked.

The drizzle was falling one after another, and the light of the night was uncertain, bringing with it an ambiguous atmosphere, and the distance between the two people unconsciously narrowed.

Zhan Yan couldn't help but retract his arms and hugged Wen Rao tighter.

I really want to go home with her in my arms like this.

Unfortunately, when they arrived at the door of the unit, Wen Rao naturally stepped forward and opened the door.

Her warmth disappeared from the palm of his hand, and Zhan Yan felt that his heart was mostly empty.

When will he be able to cuddle and hug him whenever he wants?

……

The beer house downstairs where Zhu Chunfeng temporarily resides.

Zhu Hexu drank glass after glass of boring wine, while Zhu Chunfeng was nibbling on drunken crab claws and grilled pork ribs, his mouth full of oil.

"Sister, I'm like this now, how can you still eat it? You've eaten five skewers of barbecued ribs and ten skewers of beef ribs! You've also eaten four barbecued pork ribs! You're here to listen to me tell you about the pain of lovelorn. I’m still here to eat from the rich!”

Zhu Hexu was a little drunk and he dared to complain about Zhu Chunfeng.

Zhu Chunfeng wanted to have a fit, but when he thought of Zhu Hexu's experience today, he didn't bother to argue with him.

"Talk, you know? On the way I was sending Sister Wenrao home, she told me something. After I heard it, I reminded myself over and over again that it was not true. Sister Wenrao was joking with me, but her expression didn't look like she was joking. Everything you say is true.”

Zhu Hexu took a big sip of wine, Zhu Chunfeng widened his eyes curiously, and finally put down the drunken crab claws in his hand, "What did Wen Rao say to you?"