Jian'an looked at Lu Rufeng, and then at Cheng Mo, who was walking to the front of the bus outside the airport. She said anxiously, "Rufeng, you should let go first. It's too late."

Lu Rufeng holds her wrist tightly and says, "I won't loosen it!"

Jian an can only watch Cheng Mo get on the car and the car goes away. She sighs helplessly, takes back her eyes and frowns at Lu Rufeng, whose face is not quite right.

"Rufeng, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Rufeng tightens his lips and says nothing. He can hold Jian'an's hand and never let it go.

Jian an sat down and spread...