Holding You Into My Arms

Perhaps the owner of the restaurant saw that they had a dispute and kindly erased the odds at the checkout.

"A total of sixty-seven yuan, just give sixty." The boss pointed to the wall, "Wechat and Pay|bao are all scanned there."

Shen Zhan's phone was turned off, and Lin Jiayin fumbled in his pocket when he pressed the power button for a long time.

There was nothing, and then I remembered that the phone had been dropped at West Gate.

She didn't pick it up.

Others reminded her that she hadn't picked it up twice.

I must think there is a problem with her brain.

Lin Jiayin sighed softly.

After the phone was turned on, there were more than a dozen missed calls, including parents, counselors, Dean Cheng, and the principal.

He didn't care, and didn't want to care, so he clicked on WeChat and scanned the QR code.

A few seconds later, the mechanical female voice sounded without emotion.

"WeChat received 67 yuan."

The boss was obviously taken aback, sighed and persuaded: "Little young man, if you have something to say, don't fight, it's useless to fight."

Shen Zhan lightly tapped his chin.

Lin Jiayin smiled at the boss, "We didn't quarrel."

"It's fine if there is no quarrel." Although the boss didn't believe it, he also smiled. "It's best not to quarrel. Quarrel won't solve the problem."

"We understand." Lin Jiayin said to the boss while pulling Shen Zhan's cuff.

After walking out of the hotel, Shen Zhan thought of something and suddenly stopped and turned his head: "I'm sorry, Little Sun, I'm sorry."

"Why do you want to say sorry to me?" Lin Jiayin squeezed his fingers twice.

"I shouldn't yell at you just now." Shen Zhan's voice was low.

The first time he faced Lin Jiayin's emotions so out of control, he yelled at her for the first time. I don't know what Little Sun was thinking at the time. Although he might not take it seriously, he was upset.

"It's okay," Lin Jiayin said, "I won't yell at you anymore."

Shen Zhan said, "There is no next time."

"Okay," Lin Jiayin said, "I won't yell at you again."

The sunlight was not weakened before entering the store, but more dazzling.

Lin Jiayin narrowed her eyes and looked up, "Look at the phone, what time is it?"

"Where's your phone?" Shen Zhan remembered Lin Jiayin's move just now when he lowered his head and flipped through his pockets.

Lin Jiayin nodded: "It's dropped."

"Twenty one," Shen Zhan clicked on the address book and dialed her cell phone, "Where did it drop?"

Lin Jiayin didn't want him to know that he fell in Xiyimen, and lied, "I don't know, maybe it was in the dance studio."

Shen Zhan stuck the phone to his ear.

"Shut down?" Lin Jiayin asked.

Shen Zhan said: "It's connected, but no one answers."

"That's probably in the dance studio. I'll look for it later." Lin Jiayin recalled that she had muted her mobile phone during get out of class, and did not turn it back after class. She reminded her that the person who picked up the mobile phone might have put it in her bag. did not see it.

She is not in a hurry about the mobile phone at all, and it can be said that she is totally in no mood to worry.

Shen Zhan nodded, kicked the phone back into his pocket, and looked back. There is a non-staple food store next to the small restaurant.

"You wait for me here." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin: "Where are you going?"

"Buy a pack of cigarettes." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin was stunned, and wanted to say that you stopped smoking, didn't you stop smoking, but she couldn't say it.

"Go, I'll wait for you." After a while, Lin Jiayin smiled at him.

Shen Zhan turned and walked away. Lin Jiayin lowered his head. Not only was there grass growing in the cracks between the stone bricks on the opposite street, but also under his feet, it was green and full of vitality under the hot sunlight.

Lin Jiayin squatted down and took a serious look.

Survive in the cracks.

Just like Shen Zhan.

But Shen Zhan... he shouldn't be a small grass, he is obviously a big tree, a towering tree that can't be seen even when he looks up.

Lin Jiayin felt that she really loves to cry, and sour gas came out from the tip of her nose, and her eyes started to red.

But she can't cry now, Shen Zhan doesn't want to see her so sorry for him, can't cry, idiot, you can't cry.

Lin Jiayin sniffed and stood up.

Shen Zhan walked into the non-staple food store and pointed to the cigarette rack behind the boss.

"Which one do you want?" the man asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Whatever." Shen Zhan's voice was faint, he hadn't smoked for a long time, and the smell of the smoke was directly nauseous.

The man raised his eyes, took the cigarette out of his mouth, turned around and took a packet of smoke and patted it on the glass counter.

"Twenty-three," he said.

When Shen Zhan took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code posted on the glass, he scanned the small shelf beside the cash register.

He paused, "Sorry, no more cigarettes."

The man was stunned again, thinking that there was something wrong with this person. He asked what cigarettes he would buy and he said casually. After he brought him a pack of cigarettes that were not too expensive, he said no.

The man looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth.

Shen Zhan reached out and picked up the strawberry-flavored chocolate on the small shelf, "Change to this."

"Are you sure?" the man frowned.

Shen Zhan threw it in front of him, "How much."

"Forty-three," the man added, "don't think it's expensive, but it's imported."

Shen Zhan paid, grabbed the small box of Lin Jiayin's favorite chocolate, opened the curtain and walked out.

"Problem." The man murmured as he watched his departure.

Seeing Shen Zhan coming, Lin Jiayin quickly turned her back to him, wiped her eyes twice with her sleeve, and took a deep breath before turning back.

She felt very heavy, but she still tried to smile at him, "Got it?"

She couldn't buy cigarettes, and she didn't know why she asked. Seeing him coming, she simply wanted to respond to him.

Shen Zhan didn't speak, and walked straight towards her.

Pretending to be calm eyes, tight lips, when he was two steps away from her.

Lin Jiayin really couldn't stretch it anymore, rushed over and threw herself in his arms.

Shen Zhan hugged her in a very low and soft voice: "Didn't you say you don't cry."

"I'm sorry, Shen Zhan, I can't help it," Lin Jiayin choked, "I really can't help it, I don't want to cry in front of you."

She remembered what Shen Zhangang said, if you are happy, I will be happy too.

Lin Jiayin put her feet around his waist and pressed her face to his chest.

Under the blazing sun, under the gaze of pedestrians, Shen Zhan hugged her tightly, stroked her back with his right hand, closed her eyes, "Cry if you want to cry, tell me what I'm sorry."

From the very beginning, the crying was sobbing, and gradually, it turned into a venting cry.

It's not that Shen Zhan has never seen Lin Jiayin crying. She has shallow tears and loves to cry with red eyes and nose when she encounters trivial matters, but she cried so much today.

Seeing the smiling little sun crying like this, Shen Zhan didn't know what to say.

Can only pat her back silently to comfort.

Passing pedestrians cast curious gazes from time to time. The sun was blocked by the passing clouds, and the sky instantly became overcast.

After a long time, the crying became quieter, and Shen Zhan pulled her away from her arms and rubbed her head with her chin lowered.

"Have you cried enough?" Shen Zhan asked.

Lin Jiayin responded in a low voice: "Cry enough."

Shen Zhan moved his gaze downwards, was silent for a moment, leaned down and pressed his lips to her eyes.

"Don't kiss, it's all tears." Lin Jiayin was startled, put his hand away from his face, and said in a dull voice.

The nasal crying cavity sounded very distressing. Shen Zhan grabbed her hand and pressed her soft lips once again to her wet eyelashes, "Yes, it's all tears."

"Then you still kiss?" Lin Jiayin whispered.

"I don't have any paper." Shen Zhan left her and rubbed the top of her head with his hand.

"You can't lick it without paper." Lin Jiayin said.

Shen Zhan laughed, "I didn't stick out my tongue again."

"But you kissed my eyes." Lin Jiayin said.

Shen Zhan nodded and said, "It's quite salty."

"..." Lin Jiayin sucked his nose and slammed his fist against his chest in an angry manner.

Shen Zhan hissed.

"Pain?" Lin Jiayin asked nervously, as if she was using too much force.

Shen Zhan smiled, grabbed the fist she wanted to retract and pressed it against her chest, "It hurts, do you rub it?"

The back of her hand feels moist to the touch, and Lin Jiayin pursed the corner of her lower lip and looked down.

His chest was wet, and his clothes were obviously darker than elsewhere.

"I'm not rubbing it." Lin Jiayin retracted her hand, and her heavy mood relaxed a lot after crying loudly. The tip of her nose was no longer uncontrollably sour.

"Tsk, stingy." Shen Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How about being stingy!" Lin Jiayin raised her mouth.

Shen Zhan squeezed her hand tightly: "If you are stingy, you are stingy, I'm spoiling."

"How about this..." Lin Jiayin lowered her head and rubbed his chest, her tears and nose were all rubbed up, "Are you still spoiled like this?"

"Pat." Shen Zhan looked down at her raised face against her chest, "I'll pet it anyway."

Lin Jiayin sighed softly, "Eh, I can't help but dislike me in my heart."

"What do you dislike?" Shen Zhan asked.

Lin Jiayin raised her head and looked up at him with her chin slightly, "What do you think?"

Shen Zhan lowered his head and tugged at his wet chest, "That's it?"

Lin Jiayin nodded.

"Little Sun, you think of me too vulgar." Shen Zhan flicked her forehead with a smile.

Lin Jiayin also smiled.

"The eyes are swollen into buns." Shen Zhan thumbs over her eyes.

"It's okay, it's a bit swollen," Lin Jiayin stretched out her hand and rubbed it twice, "it will disappear in a while."

His gaze happened to fall on Shen Zhan's hand which had been hanging beside his leg, "What are you holding?"

The rectangular box is light pink, unlike a cigarette box.

"Chocolate." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin was puzzled, "Didn't buy cigarettes?"

"No," Shen Zhan opened the box, "I wanted to buy it, but I resisted it."

Lin Jiayin was stunned for a moment and asked, "Bought it for me?"

"Yes," Shen Zhan smiled, and took out a piece of chocolate for her, "I bought it for Little Sun."

Lin Jiayin tore the package and put it in her mouth, "Strawberry flavor." She didn't like holding chocolate, she liked chewing, and felt the strong sweetness overflowing from the tip of the tongue.

Shen Zhan said, "Don't you like strawberry flavor."

"Yes," Lin Jiayin said, "the strawberry flavor is the best."

Shen Zhan stuffed a whole box of chocolates into her hand, and Lin Jiayin asked, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"You don't know that I don't like sweets," he curled his eyebrows and looked at her slightly moving lips. "If you want to eat, you will only eat what is in your mouth."

"Evil is not disgusting." Lin Jiayin looked at him.

Shen Zhan said: "Not disgusting."

Hearing this, Lin Jiayin stood on tiptoe and pecked his lips.

Close up, you can see the tears on her face, and the eyelashes are also wet, and they are twisted together into a small lock.

Seeing her like this, Shen Zhan felt a soft mess and felt very distressed.

"Is it sweet?" Lin Jiayin asked.

Shen Zhan answered, "Sweet."

The author has something to say: Tsk, it’s so sweet