Chapter 358 In my eyes, you are a Chinese

Chapter 358 In my eyes, you are a Chinese

When Han Feng ran to the National Centre for the Performing Arts, he was already tired and out of breath. You know, he ran more than ten kilometers all the way. Because he was worried about Murong Xueer, he did not stop on the road.

When Han Feng came to the National Grand Theatre, it was completely dark. Several searchlights were put on the Grand Theatre and the road outside the Grand Theatre was lit up.

Han Feng stood on the square of the Grand Theatre, and his eyes were trying to find it. At this time, the weather was cold. Although there was no snow, the temperature was still very low, so there were not many people walking in the square.

After looking around the square, Han Feng was sure that Murong Xueer was not here, and he was even more anxious. In such a cold weather, so late, Murong Xueer came out alone. What should she do if something happened? Moreover, she is now depressed. She just knew that she was the daughter of the Japanese emperor and might do something stupid.

She couldn't find her in the square. Han Feng could only walk along a piece of grass outside the square. There was a reason why Han Feng first came to the Grand Theatre to find Murong Xueer, because the last time Murong Xueer held a concert here, in order to send ginger soup to the fans who queued up, he and Murong Xueer distributed ginger soup to the fans.

Later, Han Feng saw a sentence 'National Grand Theatre, good memories!' on Murong Xueer's QQ signature. From this, it can be seen that she had feelings for this place.

Han Feng knows that there is a river along the periphery of the fast lawn, which is surrounded by fences on both sides of the river, which is usually for tourists to enjoy. In recent years, due to the vigorous rectification of the Yanjing Municipal Government, the river has gradually returned to clarity.

Han Feng came to the river along the path on the grass. Under the dim light, it looked very warm.

Han Feng looked along this road, but still did not find Murong Xueer. Because he just ran and consumed too much physical strength, Han Feng's body was already exhausted. He could only walk to the fence of the river and lean his whole body against the fence to have a rest.

Below the fence is a 45-degree slope, which is covered with cement to protect the river from the soil on both sides.

Han Feng lay on the fence and looked down. His eyes, which were slightly closed, suddenly stared at this moment.

He saw a familiar figure, "Xiao Xue!"

This was Han Feng's first reaction when he saw this figure. He saw Xiao Xue standing at the bottom of the slope, that is, on the ground next to the river.

The next scene scared Han Feng's heart out. He saw Murong Xueer walking down the river.

"Xiaoxue!" Han Feng shouted at Xiaoxue in shock, then grabbed the fence with both hands, kicked his feet hard, and then his whole body jumped over the fence. When Han Feng's body just jumped over the fence, he regretted it, because the other side of the fence was a 45-degree slope.

Even if it is Zhao Tianqi, jumping over the railing like this, it is impossible to stand firmly on the 45-degree slope here, not to mention himself, and when he is extremely weak.

Murong Xueer was scared by a voice. She turned around and looked up along the sound, but saw a figure jumping over the fence on the shore. With her intuition, this person must be Han Feng. He finally met the person she was longing for, and a burst of joy and excitement surged up in her heart.

But when she saw Han Feng making such a crazy move, Murong Xueer was stunned. This is a slope. He jumped down like this. How could he stand firmly?

Sure enough, she saw Han Feng's body jump over the fence and fall on the slope. When she stood unsteadily, she saw Han Feng's body rolling down on the slope.

"A..." Murong Xueer finally reacted, and she covered her mouth with her hands and screamed.

Han Feng had already taken precautions when he knew that he was definitely going to roll down the slope. Before his body fell on the slope, Han Feng had covered his head with his hand, and then he could avoid being hit by his head when he rolled down the slope.

His body bumped on the cement, and he didn't know how many times he had rolled. Han Feng only felt a burst of soreness on his body, and then a piercing cold spread into his body. He knew that he had rolled into the river.

Murong Xueer screamed a few times and ran to the place where Han Feng fell into the water with a worried face.

Fortunately, the river is clean and the river is not deep. Han Feng quickly stood up from the river and walked to the shore, but his clothes were completely soaked. In winter, the river was cold and piercing, as if a knife was carved on Han Feng, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and cold.

"Are you all right?" When Murong Xueer and Han Feng saw each other, they asked this sentence at the same time.

The two were stunned at the same time, and Han Feng was the first to react. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Murong Xueer's shoulder, and then said with a reproachful face, "Why are you so stupid? Why do you want to jump into the river?"

"I didn't." Murong Xueer said with an incomprehensible expression.

"Then why did you go into the water?"

"My hands are dirty. I just want to wash my hands by the water."

Han Feng's eyes were wide open, and he didn't expect that he would be wrong. But she was soon relieved. At least Xiaoxue didn't really choose to commit suicide, otherwise it would mean that the knot in her heart must be very deep.

"It's good that you're fine." After Han Feng said this, a cold wind blew, which made him shiver.

Murong Xueer was moved when she saw that Han Feng didn't even want her life for herself. But when he saw Han Feng shivering coldly, he blamed himself and worried, "Let's go back quickly, so that you will get sick." With that, he took Han Feng's hand and wanted to go up.

As soon as she took a step, she found that Han Feng did not mean to keep up.

Han Feng took Murong Xueer's hand, pulled her back, and then looked at her seriously and asked, "Do you know?"

Murong Xueer's expression faded in an instant. She lowered her head, and then nodded unreachably to answer Han Feng's words.

"I know what's on your mind." Han Feng looked at Murong Xueer and said gently.

Murong Xueer still lowered her head and was very depressed.

"We can't choose our own birth." Han Feng held her hand tightly and said, "But we can choose our own position and approach."

Murong Xueer's lowered eyes changed slightly, but soon it faded again.

"I know that you don't like Japan, and you don't like to be Japanese. However, you grew up in China. In addition to the Japanese blood on your body, you are actually a thorough Chinese. You are the same as us, eating Chinese rice, drinking Chinese water, loving China, and loving the Chinese people. Therefore, in my eyes, you are a Chinese.