All Chapters of Touch Happiness : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

It was as dark as ink, a murky dark color, it seemed that only a gust of wind was enough to knock the lonely girl standing on La Ho bridge to the river, raindrops fluttering in that darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, it made her eyes wet. She also didn't know if it was the raindrops caught on her long eyelashes or her own rare tears falling down. Hands clinging to the cold bridge, made by many raindrops, the more she clings, the more slippery she feels, just wanting to let go. No one knows what the other girl was thinking, intending to commit suicide or not, only seeing her standing there for a long time, her dreamy eyes staring blankly at the calm river. No one saw her face, only knowing that when passing through it, she would feel her body shivering and chilling, her body exuded a cold air like a ten thousand year old iceberg, cold, really cold, colder than the early autumn wind.She stood there silently until a black shadow appeared right behind her, there was little

It was pitch black outside, the street lights were blurred because of the drizzling rain, an empty street corner with no people, no cars passing, was quieter and quieter. Lang Tinh just opened his eyes, his head was a little dizzy, everywhere he looked, the world was reversed, and his body was a little cold. A familiar voice rang in her ear. - Hey, are you awake yet? Not planning to lie here forever!She was weak, her mouth was dry and cracked, her throat was choked, and it was difficult to utter a few weak words. - What day is today? - The twenty-second day of February, year two thousand and two. Isn't that the first day of meeting Lang Tinh and Mac Vu. So the voice she just heard was… Lang Tinh jumped up and sat up, his eyes fixed on the man opposite, his eyes were cold but with some interest.Time really went back three years… for her to be resurrected once more. That day, because of work pressure, Lang Tinh fainted in the middle of the road, fortunately met Mac Vu, he sav

According to the appointment of Lang Tinh alone to the airport to welcome An Tu Dan back, she wore an orange floral dress, although it was colorful, it made her stand out, while exalting her elegant and slender figure. just painted a lovely look, with white, spotless skin.A girl with two suitcases of luggage came out from the inside, she was tall, slim, slim body, elegant face, smiling lips, wearing fashionable black glasses.An Tu Dan.Three years later, not much has changed.- Hi. This side.Lang Tinh raised his arm and waved, signaling in the midst of a crowd of people passing by.Throwing the luggage aside, An Tu Dan jumped up and hugged Lang Tinh, a warm hug after seeing him for a long time, a hug to satisfy his nostalgia.- Are you going back this time?-Sure is not.An Tu Dan comfortably answered Lang Tinh's question.An Tu Dan's clear eyes looked at Lang Tinh passionately for a while, smiled and suddenly said:- Okay, Lang Tinh, you no longer have the rigid high-walled gate l

Returning to the room, Lang Tinh was lazy to lie down on the bed, let out a long sigh, she really didn't know when Mac Yu would appear, this version was clearly changed compared to her previous life.Picking up the mobile phone to investigate, Lang Tinh suddenly realized that she didn't even have his phone number, it was tasteless and bland, and threw the phone down on the bed without pity.The sky was gray, dark clouds were coming, predicting that a heavy rain was about to pass, Lang Tinh had just stepped out the door when the raindrops poured down, then she realized that she had forgotten umbrella on the car.Putting her bag on her head and running, the rain made her shoulders wet, her body shivered slightly from the cold, suddenly she felt a magical warmth, covering both the rain and the cold.Stopping, staring up in amazement, still the same familiar face, the opposite person's eyes reside in a small space staring at her, a look mixed between cold and warm colors, the moment it se

The white BWM car runs neither fast nor slow, the gentle autumn sun shines through the door gap, not as harsh as summer, not as gentle as spring, nor as weak as winter, but the sunshine. Playful characteristic of subtle autumn fragrance.The golden sunlight flickered, making Lang Tinh's already clear eyes even more pure and passionate, deep in those eyes containing an extremely unpredictable complex of emotions.This girl is wrong to say weak, but it is not true to say strong, but she is the type in the middle, both strong and resilient but also fragile and vulnerable.But it seems that the hurt is hidden too deep for her to see.That girl has three layers of soul, the outermost layer is cold iron armor, in the middle is personality and boldness, the innermost layer will be weak and vulnerable. If the two outer layers are cloud nine layers thick, the innermost layer will be as thin as white paper.A woman like Lang Tinh is indeed very rare...In this world, only about one percent…A s