One day when the sun was just right, Chen Bingyan was sitting in the yard basking in the sun. Zhou Han came over and sat down. The two of them just sat leaning against each other. Suddenly Chen Bingyan thought of something and asked, "If we met in Yuncheng, and I wasn't your fan? Then would we still be together?" Zhou Han looked at her leaning on his shoulder. Over the past few years, he seemed to love her more. Did she know that he could no longer leave her? Maybe she knew it, just like when she was walking on the street when she was 20 years old, and saw a little girl's disappointed expression after making a phone call, but her last sentence was still "Mom, Dad, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, I will take care of myself."
Maybe she didn't know that I would take good care of myself, which suddenly touched me
Zhou Han smiled, "It can only be you, it can only be you,"
There was already a weak sound of breathing on her shoulder, and Zhou Han said in her ear, "No one can replace you."
Purpose: sweet pet, not cruel