It turns out that my neighbor is a god.

Chapter 27 Bai Chuan: Are Tears Salty?

An Jing hugged her knees and cried for a long time, until her body was frozen and her legs were numb, she let go of her hands, and stood up with her body supported.

Looking around, except for a few windows that were still lit, the community was pitch-black, and there was no one in the open space on the first floor where she was.

She felt again the loneliness of being adrift and homeless, a powerless, depressing feeling.

It won't be painful all of a sudden, but it will be like drowning, the water will flow over the head little by little, suffocating, and then after struggling desperately to take a breath, what comes oncoming is another despair.

She took a breath, the hot air was white in the air, and was quickly scattered by the wind, just like her, in this huge city, she was too small to be worth mentioning.

The abundant New Year's goods at the feet have now become a heavy burden.

She could actually go to the train station to take the train, go to Luochuan City first like last time, and then take a black car to go home, but after so many years, she can't carry it back alone...

How to do?
Looking at the new year's goods on the ground, she was expressionless, but her face was hot, and her temples were throbbing with pain.

The bird's nest and deep-sea fish oil thrown at the feet were thrown on the ground fiercely, and even trampled and crushed with their feet, just like this unresolved relationship.

The heartache was unbearable, but she could only put everything aside and think about the real problem: Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, what should she do?How to go home?

Taking out her mobile phone, which was as frozen as a brick of ice, she dialed her sister An Ran's number.

"Hello? Sister."

"Yuanyuan, where have you been?" An Ran immediately asked, and then said, "I'm at my parents' place, we're rolling out dumpling skins to make dumplings, and when you come back, you'll be able to eat hot ones!"

An Jing's nose was sore, her voice was choked, she quickly removed the phone to suppress her emotions, and after a few seconds, she held the phone close to her ear again, and said, "Sister, isn't Wenxuan short-sighted? It's dark and slippery today. Yes, we didn't dare to go on the road, we thought about safety first, and set off tomorrow morning, you and your parents don't wait for me, we will be back tomorrow morning."

"That's it..." An Ran was a little regretful, but she still put her sister's safety first, and immediately told her, "You two are thinking rightly, don't be too early tomorrow, and make sure you sleep. In addition, there are few cars on the road during the Chinese New Year, so you should keep an eye on it." Keep Ji Wenxuan a little bit, don't speed when there are few cars, safety is the most important thing."

"Well, I know, don't worry! Tell my parents for me, and I'll tell you when I leave tomorrow." An Jing said pretending to be relaxed.

"Ok."

Afterwards, An Jing also hung up the phone, but her pretended strength just now was instantly torn away by the cold wind.

The icy cold wind slashed at the face like a knife, and penetrated everywhere, making her whole body feel uncomfortable like being pricked by needles.

She bent down, grasped the red string of the gift bag in her blurred vision, and then prepared to move the things back to the fifth floor one by one.

There's no way, it's too late, I can only make plans tomorrow morning.

But when she looked up, she suddenly saw a tall figure with her back turned to her, bending over to help her carry the fruit.

Afterwards, he got up and carried the fruit to the stairs.

"Wenxuan!" An Jing was overjoyed and rushed to chase him.

Just the next moment, one of the bags in her hand fell to the ground.

"Why are you?" She was a little surprised, but there was more disappointment in her eyes.

Because the one standing in front of her was not Ji Wenxuan, but her neighbor.

Ji Wenxuan didn't go back and forth, he really didn't want her anymore, they really came to the end...

Thinking of this, his vision became even more blurred, and hot tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Her crying is beautiful, and at this moment because she is heartbroken, it is even more heartbreaking.

For some reason, when Bai Chuan saw her crying, his heart suddenly twitched.

He didn't know what this feeling was, but his body took a step ahead of his brain, hugging the fruit box with one hand around his waist, then stretched out his right hand, and slid his thumb across her face, wiping away her tears.

The next moment, he made a movement that neither of them could imagine.

He put his tear-stained thumb to his mouth, then stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it tentatively.

Why is it... salty?
His eyes were full of curiosity and ignorance.

An Jing stared blankly at this scene and forgot to cry for a moment.

(End of this chapter)