Chapter 1172 Jun Hang Returns (3)

Seeing him sit down, Youyou glanced at him again.

There was really an inexplicable and strange feeling.

He was obviously a stranger, but she felt a little familiar. Could it be because he had a temperament similar to that of Brother Junhang?

He was really tall, and he was estimated to be about 1.88 meters tall when he stood up.

Youyou thought of Junhang, wondering how tall he would be if he really stood up?

The man sat down, and he didn't look like he was chatting with her. He took out a newspaper and flipped through it. His posture was leisurely and elegant, and his back was leaning against the bench. Every move revealed a bit of a cold and noble atmosphere.

Youyou couldn't help but secretly glance at him while eating.

But she was afraid that he would find out and think it was impolite.

He also liked to read newspapers and books, just like Brother Junhang.

Finally, when Youyou couldn't help but secretly look at him again, he also looked up unconsciously at that time, and subconsciously, the eyes of the two people collided unexpectedly.

Youyou was stunned for a moment, then blushed, and was particularly embarrassed.

Didn't this man think that I was peeking at him and was obsessed with him?

Hey, how could this be possible? If he really thought so, it would be so embarrassing.

However, the man's eyes collided with hers, but he didn't avoid it. He just smiled at her, cold and indifferent.

Then he slowly lowered his eyelids and continued to read the newspaper.

Youyou coughed unbearably and couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, "Sir, I'm really sorry, forgive me for peeking at you, it's too presumptuous, but I just think you are similar to someone I know, except for your appearance and... well, your physical condition, I think you are similar."

As soon as he said this, the man's eyes slightly raised, and it seemed that he couldn't see what his specific expression was for a while, but then he heard him ask slowly and lowly without raising his head, "Oh, is that so?"

After closing the newspaper, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Who is that to you?"

"Ah."

Youyou didn't expect him to ask her in return. She scratched her hair a little embarrassedly and stammered, "He, he is my fiancé."

Is it right to say that?

Brother Junhang said that he would give her the future she wanted after he came back.

Thinking of Junhang, she couldn't help but smile sweetly.

The man looked at her, looking at her pure and beautiful face, full of obsession and love for the person she loved. His light and dark eyes seemed to be condensed with a little deep light.

"You love him very much." He asked in a light tone.

When Youyou heard this, she was not stingy at all. She smiled and shrugged, looking at the busy traffic ahead, "Yes, I really love him, I love him so much, but it's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that he is not by my side now. I really hope he can come back..."

At this point, Youyou didn't know why, but she couldn't help but say it out loud: "In fact, most of the time, many people say that I am accompanying him, accompanying a disabled person through every day and night, but only I know that every minute and every second, he is also accompanying me. Without him, I look like nothing happened, but I often stare blankly, not knowing what to do for a while, becoming unlike myself, always looking at the window, hoping to see his shadow in the crowd..."