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After he finished speaking, Fangran's eyes dimmed and he looked in his direction.

After a while, she turned back and thought about Han Zhuo's words seriously.

Yes, I don’t know what everyone will be like in the future.

The encounters between friends are all about seeing each other once and missing each other.

Feeling that the atmosphere was suddenly a little heavy, Ye Chu pursed his lips and began to dream about the future.

Qin Yao didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and held Ye Chu's hand. Ye Chu met his eyes.

Qin Yao said softly: "No matter what happens in the future, I will always be there."

Ye Chu smiled and nodded.

Immediately, she pulled Qin Yao and stood up, saying to Fangran, "He and I will buy a bottle of water."

By the time Fangran reacted, everyone had already run away.

Fang Ran swallowed what he was about to say.

Realizing that only Han Zhuo and her were left now, Fangran instinctively felt a little embarrassed, and instead of lying down, he changed his position and sat on the ground.

Han Zhuo also sat on the ground at this time, with embarrassment on both their faces.

In the end, it was Han Zhuo who spoke first, "I heard that you have changed your mind and stopped photographing tourist spots. You will instead photograph other things."

In fact, during this period of time, Han Zhuo was watching the videos taken by Fang Ran, and people he couldn't see could only be seen occasionally in the videos.

This has become a habit of Han Zhuo.

Hearing this, Fangran nodded, "Yeah."

Han Zhuo smiled: "It's pretty good."

Fangran looked at him, a little confused, "Have you seen the video I took?"

Han Zhuo explained: "I've seen it once or twice. Your shots are indeed good, and the content and concept are good, but aren't you tired of being alone?"

What Fangran is shooting now is much more difficult than when he was shooting tourist attraction commentary. At least the environment is really harsh.

And they were all in very remote places. Han Zhuo couldn't help but worry when watching the video.

Tired?

Fangran seemed to have not asked herself this question for a long time. She thought about the time of shooting, and then shook her head, "I'm not tired. How can I feel tired if I do something that I think is meaningful and that I like."

But many times, there is a feeling of powerlessness.

Especially when faced with things that he cannot solve, and when he sees those children who are a little sad because of his departure, Fangran will feel a little powerless.

Slowly, Fangran arrived at a place to shoot. Except for shooting needs, he spent most of his time alone in a daze, trying not to come into contact with other people.

Like those children who stay at home, it would be cruel to them to break into their world and then leave.

Han Zhuo looked at Fangran. When she said this, there seemed to be light in her eyes, and then the light slowly disappeared, leaving behind a darkness.

Han Zhuo's throat was slightly tight, his eyes were blank, and he finally lowered his head. He thought about it countless times in his heart, but still didn't say what he was saying.

Between maintaining the status quo and losing, he chose the former.

The two sat here for a long time, silent for a long time. The people around them seemed to gradually disperse. Ye Chu and Qin Yao had not returned yet.

The cell phone rang at this time. Qin Yao said that they had gone back and let Han Zhuo take charge.

Han Zhuo stared at the phone several times. Fang Ran noticed it and couldn't help but ask him. "What's wrong?"

Han Zhuo smiled slightly, put his phone back in his pocket, and looked at the boundless night, "Would you like to stay a little longer?"

Fangran looked back and saw that there were very few people on the beach. Ye Chu and the others could not be seen. Maybe they would not come back.

Fangran looked away and put her hands on her knees. The waves came one after another and she said, "Just wait."

Han Zhuo didn't tell her that Ye Chu and the others had gone back. He wanted to just stay quietly with Fang Ran and nodded.

Neither of them spoke, and the wind began to feel chilly on them.

When Han Zhuo saw Fang Ran shrinking slightly, he said, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

Hearing this, Fangran nodded. When he stood up, his feet were numb. Fangran staggered slightly, and Han Zhuo reached out to support her.

Fangran's hand grasped Han Zhuo's, and there was a warmth in his palm.

The two people's eyes met, and Fangran retracted his hand and explained, "My legs are numb."

Han Zhuo didn't say anything. The next second, he turned his back and bent slightly. He glanced sideways: "Come up, I'll carry you."

Fangran said "Ah" and was about to explain that her legs were numb just now, not now.

But seeing Han Zhuo's serious look, she suddenly couldn't say anything.

After hesitating for a while, Fangran finally climbed onto his back, feeling a little complicated.

When Han Zhuo saw her coming up, he looked away and slowly carried Fangran back.

The seaside was not very far from where they lived. Han Zhuo carried Fang Ran on his back, and both of them were quiet along the way.

Fangran looked back at Han Zhuo's profile, feeling slightly absent-minded. Han Zhuo was obviously so good, so why did he like him?

She still remembered that she often criticized him before, misunderstanding that he was a playboy, and the two of them had many funny things.

As he thought about it, Fangran couldn't help laughing.

Han Zhuo moved his feet, turned his head slightly, and said softly: "What are you laughing at?"

When Fangran came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and stammered: "I'm not laughing at anything."

After saying that, Fangran coughed lightly, "Well... my legs are no longer numb, you can put me down."

"Oh."

Han Zhuo put her down, Fang Ran straightened his hair, then glanced at Han Zhuo, "Let's go."

The two of them walked all the way forward. Under the street lights, their companions seemed to have agreed upon it, but also seemed to be one person's wishful thinking.

After a while, Han Zhuo remembered and asked her: "When you tied the ribbon before, what did you write?"

Hearing this, Fangran looked at him, smiled and said, "Don't you think your wishes won't work if you say them? Why do you ask?"

Han Zhuo: "I want to know."

Faced with Han Zhuo's frankness, Fangran was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, "I didn't write anything, it's just something that will never be realized."

Only things that are not so easily realized can be written down by people with the hope that it can be realized.

Han Zhuo pursed his lips and said jokingly: "What if it can be realized?"

Fangran looked at him. His eyes were firm and there was no hint of joking. She couldn't help but think seriously. If it could be realized...

Han Zhuo was slightly nervous, paused and said, "If your wish can come true, can you help me realize mine?"

Fangran was stunned. Not to mention whether her wish could come true, she didn't even know what Han Zhuo had written.

She withdrew her gaze, walked forward, and said with a smile: "How is this possible?"

She felt that Han Zhuo was making fun of her.

Neither of them knew what the other person wrote, but it sounded like it was true.

Han Zhuo was a little serious: "Don't worry about whether it's possible or not, answer me first, are you willing?"

When he said this, the determination in his eyes was as if he was asking Fang Ran if he would marry him.

Fangran felt a little confused and waved her hands in an attempt to stop the conversation. She said casually, "If my wish can come true, then I will definitely help you fulfill your wish if I can."

After saying that, she looked at Han Zhuo and said, "Is this okay?"