Love Purification Agreement

In this way, it was finally able to roughly match her current height.

“Crack.”

The moment Yan Huan squatted down, Anle's swing slowly stopped.

She raised her head, and with a pair of shy, childish eyes she looked at Yan Huan in front of her, but she seemed unable to recognize the changes in Yan Huan.

Or, in her eyes, Yan Huan has never changed?

Yan Huan didn't know, anyway, she just smiled foolishly,

"Xiao Huan, you're here."

"Um"

Yan Huan nodded, looked at Anle in front of him, opened his mouth, and asked with a forced smile,

"Anle, when I came, which one did you count to?"

Hearing this, she blinked and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Hmm, the sixth one, or the seventh one?"

"."

After receiving the unexpected answer, Yan Huan took a deep breath and lowered his head.

Seeing Yan Huan like this, Xiao Anle pursed his lips and said nervously,

"What's wrong, Xiao Huan?"

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"Did I do something wrong?"

At this moment, Yan Huan adjusted his expression, raised his head and asked with a smile,

"No. Why do you ask?"

“.I..I don’t know either.”

Xiao Anle clenched his fingers, but his expression seemed to be as confused as Yan Huan's.

“It’s just that many things seem to be like this

"I've always wondered if it's because I was born with a bad figure that my classmates make fun of me."

"Did I do something wrong and treat Spencer badly, so she treats me like this?

"Did I make my parents unhappy so they want another child?

"Is it because I didn't do what Little Finger said that it wanted to use me?"

Yan Huan looked at her, looked at her confusion, looked at her puzzlement,

"I obviously don't want to hurt anyone, I just want everyone to be happy.

"But it often seems that other people's happiness is always at odds with my own.

"Everything is like this. Does this mean that my existence is a mistake?"

Yan Huan watched her tormented by self-blame and self-doubt, but in the end, she smiled with relief, tilted her head to look at Yan Huan, and said awkwardly,

"So, rather than making me a complete mistake, it's better to use up my last bit of value. That's why I want to help Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan opened his mouth but couldn't say anything else for a long time, so he had to ask,

".I. Anle, I just don't understand. When we were little, I only did something insignificant for you. Why did you have to go to this extent?"

"Because... maybe it was a trivial matter to Xiao Huan, but to me at that time, it was everything."

Xiao Anle pursed her lips and smiled.

"So, I also want to repay Xiao Huan with everything I have."

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Seeing Yan Huan looking straight at her, Xiao Anle blushed shyly, huddled up and whispered,

"Sorry. It seems a bit embarrassing to say such things."

".No, I'm the one who should be saying sorry."

Yan Huan lowered his head, and suddenly recalled the promises he had forgotten.

"When I was little, I just treated the things I promised you as casual promises. I forgot them and didn't keep them. I'm sorry."

However, when Yan Huan opened her mouth to apologize, a pair of small hands gently supported her cheeks.

As if they couldn't bear to see his depressed mood, the pair of small hands lifted Yan Huan up and helped him look at the little girl in front of him who was smiling warmly.

She shook her head sincerely and said softly,

"It's okay, Xiao Huan. I actually never cared whether or not the promise was fulfilled. I also never blamed you."

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"I've known since I was very young that so-called beauty exists only in the imagination. In reality, it is either very different or always disappears."

Xiao Anle looked straight into Yan Huan's eyes and comforted her,

“True beauty always exists only in the process of pursuing the beauty in imagination.

"So, I never care whether the promise is fulfilled or not. As long as it gives me some hope and allows me to keep chasing it, that's enough.

"Even if that so-called hope is just a lie, it doesn't matter."

So, even when Spencer broke the promise he made to her, Anle was even willing to deceive herself.

As long as Spencer said something, even if it was a lie to deceive her and give her false hope, she was willing to endure it.

It was not until this moment that Yan Huan finally understood why this bliss would stop at this moment.

The door of the orphanage was not open, and she was waiting for the time when she would come out, rather than the time to spend with herself.

Because, such beauty will eventually disappear due to their separation.

Her mother had not yet arrived from the direction of her home to tell her to go back for dinner.

Because, that kind of beauty will eventually disappear with the birth of the second child.

But at this moment, she was waiting expectantly

That beauty, like a phantom, was engraved into eternity in her heart.

But is that really what is called beautiful?

Maybe it’s just because she doesn’t believe that any good thing will last, but deep down she longs for that kind of beauty, right?

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Finally, at this moment, Yan Huan's stiff face moved slightly.

The next second, he raised his head, looked at the little girl in front of him, and squeezed out an ugly smile.

Their smiles were completely opposite to their names.

Then, he whispered,

"Anle, I brought you a gift."

"Hey? A gift. Is it for me?"

"Yeah, stretch out your hand."

Although little Anle didn't understand, he still did as he was told and stretched out his little hand.

Yan Huan raised his hand

At the fingertips, an ancient ring trembled slightly.

Then, the originally simple ring faded little by little, and at this moment and place, it revealed its original shining true appearance.

The word "Silence" originally engraved on the inside of the ring now gradually bursts into light along with the ancient decayed color.

Then, a line of beautiful handwriting appeared after the word.

"Silence is her everlasting oath"

Yan Huan pinched the ring that was shining with a faint light, gently lifted Anle's middle finger, and pushed it in little by little.

Anle stared blankly at the sparkling ring in her hand, and there seemed to be a faint light flickering in her eyes.

But after just a second, she immediately withdrew her gaze and looked up at the boy in front of her.

Then, he no longer looked away.

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Yan Huan clenched her small fist little by little, trying to keep the ring there forever.

Then he stood up and called softly,

"Peace and happiness."

"Ok?"

"Let's go."

"it is good"

As soon as Yan Huan opened her mouth, Anle gently fell off the swing.

Standing behind Yan Huan, she shyly held a piece of Yan Huan's clothes as usual and followed him.

Feeling the familiar, almost invisible grasping from behind, Yan Huan smiled helplessly, turned around and looked at her, and asked,

"Don't you even ask where you want to go with me?"

However, in response to Yan Huan's question, An Le smiled foolishly.

"Xiao Huan said we can go anywhere."

Yan Huan always thought that Anle had left the South District and Linmen when he was a child.

But in fact, the one who really left there from beginning to end was Yan Huan himself.

That girl is still left there alone, stuck in the past, unable to get out.

Fortunately, Yan Huan is back at this moment.

So upon hearing this, Yan Huan smiled slightly, gently reached out, and grasped her small hand that was originally grasping the edge of his clothes in his palm, tightening it little by little.

"it is good

"Let's go, let's go to the future together."

The moment Yan Huan opened her mouth, the moment their hands, wearing rings, gradually overlapped and touched each other

Everything around suddenly collapsed.

Chapter 258 Greed

"Wow"

"Wow"

On a quiet night, the clear bright moon hangs high in the sky, shining alone for eternity.

The bright light turned into its calm sight, allowing the deep sea to outline its contours through the shimmering waves.

But at this moment, at the end of its vision, there is a quaint wooden house quietly lying on the beach.

In the wooden house with the sliding door half open, a lovely girl was lying on her side in the white quilt with a red face and a slightly open mouth, surrounded by pieces of underwear that were indistinguishable from each other.

Her contented sleeping face lingered in her soft black hair, like a flower slightly disheveled after being watered by spring rain.

So fragile, yet so beautiful and lovable.

The quilt just covered her collarbone, leaving out part of her neck.

Thus, the fair skin was exposed, with some scarlet marks, like the spring that never left the petals.

It’s not that the spring rain is too harsh, it’s just that the flowers are too delicate.

It was clearly just a light kiss, but it was as if he was reluctant to let the person go and wanted to leave a conspicuous proof.