He didn't even think about it, and he ran out and cautiously came in with water, and at this time, the dull pain in his chest was successfully suppressed by me.

"Here!

The worry in his eyes, the warmth in my heart, this look is the first time I have seen it in other people's eyes, and in a trance, there is greed in my heart, and I have the urge to occupy this concern.

The water flowed into my throat and into my heart, which was a lot more comfortable, and I opened the cup and said weakly: "Thank you!"

He put the cup on the ground, ran his fingers through my messy sideburns, and said earnestly, "You're pale, let's go to the hospital!"

I weakly digressed the subject: "Can you help me turn on the TV?"

He was stunned at first, but he still got up and hurried out of the living room.

The noise sounded again, which made me feel a lot more at ease, and he turned back to hold my hand, and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Let's go to the hospital, right?"

His hands were so warm, as if they could melt away my coldness, and for some reason I couldn't help but want to lean over.

I stuck to my senses and said lightly, "It's okay, just sleep for a while!" Then I lay down, pulled up the futon and turned it to the side, and reminded him emphatically: "Don't turn off the TV." ”

The sound of the lights turning off in the room immediately fell, but his footsteps did not sound, and when he arrived, he stood not far away and said, "If you really don't want to go to the hospital, I can ask the doctor to come to my home......?"

"Come here", I interrupted.

The footsteps approached my back, and I rolled over and whispered, "Sleep with me, okay?"

His face was blurred in the dim vision, and he was silent for a few seconds before the mattress collapsed, and I moved out of my place to make room for him, and a sense of gravity lay down next to me steadily.

In an instant, his warm hand skimmed over my waist and pressed against my back, and a soft forehead covered me, slowly slid to the bridge of my nose, and then ......

Perhaps I was frightened and mad that led me to act so irrationally, staring vacantly into a place in the darkness, listening to the sound of my heartbeat louder than the noise in the living room.

After some dripping, he gently wiped the sweat from my hair, kissed me affectionately, and then slipped to my ear and said, "Thank you for being me for the first time." ”

I leaned against his chest and coughed softly.

"Still uncomfortable?" he asked in a low voice.

"No, but a little nervous. I said calmly.

Flutter~ A warm current swept on his forehead: "I'm the one who is really nervous! I'm too afraid to hurt you." ”

"I'm tired, I'm sleeping!" I closed my eyes indifferently.

Soon a soft voice came from his ear: "Ye Qing, I love you." ”

Soon I heard the sound of his steady breathing next to the pillow, I slowly opened my eyes, carefully moved my waist and hands, lifted the quilt and got up, found a set of pajamas in the closet and came to the bathroom lightly.

The mist was swept into the air by the hot water, the hot water from the shower flowed down from the top of my head, and the tears of anger silently dissolved into the water, but I didn't know why I cried, was it because of the previous dream, or because of the fear of this warmth? Or because of the coming time......?

In the dark wee hours of the morning, there were still a few lights flickering in the distance, I stood on the balcony in clean pajamas, the night breeze of early summer was slightly cool, and the smell of bathing on my body was dissipated, I was unconsciously tired and rested my arms on the fence, my chin resting on the back of my hand, and the wisps of fluttering hair danced with the wind.

For a long time, I turned around and leaned back against the railing, slowly took out my mobile phone from my pajama pocket with a slowly restless hand, and slid the address book to the bottom tremblingly, the dark number still came into view, my thumb trembled and clicked on the editing text message interface, hesitating and uneasy input content, just a few words typed and deleted, deleted and typed, back and forth for more than half an hour. The six words "how long is left" were decisively sent......

……

The morning sun rises from the east, sprinkled all over the land, I look down on the streets in the early morning, the sparse crowd gradually becomes lively, I don't know which house the smell of soy milk fritters repeatedly wafts out, and I see this ever-changing everything......

"I'm going to catch a cold if I stand here early in the morning!" a coat suddenly draped over my shoulders.

A pair of white, bruised arms circled me in the crook from behind and kissed me gently on the forehead.

I stared coldly into the distance and said, "It's time, let's go home!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was forced to pull back, and he frowned and said, "Why? Last night, ......"

"No last night!" I interrupted him mercilessly.

"What's wrong? Is something going on?" he asked carefully.

"No!" he resolutely walked towards the living room.

"No, why are you so cold, why are you so distant, is it because you ...... last night?" he nervously followed me and asked.

"No, you're thinking too much!" I said, turning around with a cold face.

"So what are you telling me for? You say, we were ...... last night."

"We're all adults, and last night was just for your request. I interrupted him directly.

"Ye Qing, last night was just a request for you?" he roared and let go of me.

"Yes"

"Are you telling me that your innocence is just a request?, or do you regret ...... me," his eyes were red, containing tears.

"You and I would like to say that I have no regrets, but that's all!" every word in his mouth was like a piercing ice, and the knife fell on his heart.

His eyes turned into despair, his pupils were like a condensed ball of ice flames, and he threw himself at me every second, and after a few minutes of stalemate, he suddenly let out a sigh, and even his shoulders were slightly bent, and he compromised in a very low voice: "It's me who made it to myself" and then only left a "boom" sound of closing the door.

The back of leaving angrily couldn't help but touch the deepest string in my heart, the rusty string, it turned out that it could still tremble and fluctuate......

After Yan Yan left, I stood for a while looking at the sun, and the answer I wanted to know still did not appear in the mobile phone I was holding......

……

As soon as I got to work on Monday, Deng Li informed me that the headquarters had ended Yanyan's internship and asked me if I wanted to remove the desks and chairs in the office?

I was silent for a while, and my heart suddenly felt a sense of disparity between grains and grains, and only after a long time did I nod my head in agreement. Look at that chair and tell yourself it's the best option for us.

"Huh, Mr. Ye, why is your bag here?" said Deng Li from Yan Yan's seat, holding the Chanel bag I bought for 500 yuan.

I stared at it without saying a word, and Deng Li didn't ask any more questions, just put the bag on my desk and instructed the security guard to gently lift the chair out of the office.

Recalling that this bag was forgotten by Yan Yan when I was eating with Yang Ling, I leaned over and put it on my lap, opened it silently, and found that it contained the lipstick gift box that Yan Yan gave me last time and was returned by me. When I opened it, there were two infrared mouths lying inside, and there was a note that read: "You are my only red lip!"