Shen Mengxin hugs her so tightly that she feels the warmth of Zhao Jianpeng desperately, for fear that she is dreaming. Afraid to wait for her an eye but still in that small room, Zhao Jianpeng has never appeared.

Shen Mengxin has been crying. The tears have wet Zhao Jianpeng's shirt. It seems that the tears have all fallen into Zhao Jianpeng's heart, which makes him feel uncomfortable, and his mouth is slightly bitter.

Zhao Jianpeng held her back and patted her on the back with one hand: "dream, don't worry. With me, I won't let any of you bully you. "

but no matter how comforted Zhao Jianpeng, Shen...