亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, a bitter taste rising to his throat, his heart tearing and sinking downwards. His feet subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but he commanded himself not to move.

Gantang’s eyes were red as she paused at the door, hoping to hear him call out to stop her.

Just like the last time she wanted to leave, and he held her tightly, refusing to let her go.

But he didn’t.

Lin Gantang turned her head and, through the blur of her tears, took one last look at his figure standing still, then tears streamed down, she bit her red lips, and turned to leave.

She ran down the stairs, not seeing that the figure behind her suddenly staggered, struggling to steady himself and not fall.

Lin Gantang left in tears, Aunt Zhong saw her tear-stained face and called out with urgent worry, “Miss Lin!”

Wen Rendong saw it, too, and couldn’t help but stand from the sofa, watching as she ran out the front door.

Lin Gantang returned to the Lin family home.

Lin Zhaonan, who was playing with the children, turned his head upon hearing the commotion and was stunned to see the red-eyed Lin Gantang.

“Tangtang, what’s wrong, who bullied you?” Lin Zhaonan dropped the toy drum and walked quickly to her with concern on his face.

Lin Gantang, who had managed to stop crying halfway, began to cry uncontrollably once again upon hearing her family’s concern, sobbing, “Brother…”

“Hey, don’t cry, don’t cry,” Lin Zhaonan comforted her, feeling helpless.

Whether she hit him or teased him, just don’t cry, Lin Zhaonan was at a loss, busily pulling out tissues to wipe away her tears.

“Let me take a look.” Jiang Tongtong placed the child in Lin Zhaonan’s arms and stepped forward with a tissue to help Lin Gantang wipe her tears, “Shall I accompany you back to your room?”

She helped Lin Gantang up to the third floor, considerately closing the door behind them.

Jiang Tongtong didn’t ask for reasons, just placed the tissues in front of her and sat silently beside her, accompanying her.

Lin Gantang, crying, eventually calmed down, her emotions partly eased, though her eyes were still very red.

Jiang Tongtong had never seen her cry so sorrowfully; even when the temperamental Lin Gantang was scolded and punished by Mr. Lin, she would just stiffen her face, clench her teeth, and keep her eyes open, refusing to shed a tear.

“Did Yanqing bully you?” Jiang Tongtong couldn’t think of anyone else who could make Lin Gantang’s emotions fluctuate so violently.

“No,” Lin Gantang sniffed, “We just had a bit of a misunderstanding.”

So, it’s a problem with their feelings, Jiang Tongtong suggested, “Why don’t you wash your face? Dad will worry when he comes back and sees you like this.”

Lin Gantang said she wanted to be alone for a while, so Jiang Tongtong left first.

She sat in her room, looking at the hamster pendant Wen Yanqing had given her, worried about him, yet she did not go back.

During dinner, Mr. Lin saw that only Lin Gantang had come back and asked about Wen Yanqing.

Lin Gantang gripped her chopsticks tightly, hesitated, and then chose to conceal the truth.

“It’s nothing. I’ll go to him in a few days. He made me angry, so I’ll stay at home for a couple of days,” she said.

Lin Gantang feared that Mr. Lin would worry and overthink, so she didn’t tell the truth. Thinking of Wen Yanqing, she wondered if his choosing to hide the truth was due to a similar emotion, afraid of her worrying, which made him hide things from her.

Her heart felt even worse, her eyes started to feel hot, and she quickly stood up to stop her dad from seeing, “I’m going to wash my hands.”

Mr. Lin, unaware of the truth, wondered how someone as gentle as Wen Yanqing could have a quarrel.

When Lin Gantang finished washing her hands and came out, Mr. Lin earnestly said to Lin Gantang, “When two people are together, they need to be understanding of each other. Running home to avoid issues is not the solution. Once you feel better, you should go find him and talk things through.”

Lin Gantang nodded..