Chapter 79: Is He Suitable?

Bei Xiaorou violently broke free of his restraints, turned around, and looked at him fixedly with a pair of eyes that had been washed by tears and became clearer, with a trace of annoyance floating in her eyes, "It's obviously a breakup text message from you!" ”

To this day, she still clearly remembers the heart-wrenching pain at the moment she saw the text message. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lei Ziqian frowned, and his handsome face sank suddenly, "What breakup text message?" ”

The room was suffocated.

Seeing his unaware look, Pei Xiaorou's heart sank suddenly, her face changed slightly, and she faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Looking at her shocked little face, Lei Ziqian's face suddenly darkened, and he suddenly realized that there was something he didn't know.

Her lips pursed, her eyes caught sight of the two mobile phones on the bedside table, and her big hand quickly reached over, picked up her phone and rummaged through the information records, and finally saw the text message.

The black eyes shrank suddenly, and then a surge of anger, the big hand holding the mobile phone clenched tightly, he raised his eyes to look at the woman, and his tone was urgent, "I didn't send it!" ”

Bei Xiaorou condensed her eyebrows, lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, a light suddenly flashed in her head, and a delicate woman's face appeared in front of her, she bit her lip, her eyes were shocked, but she did not speak.

And Lei Ziqian, who was pale, had an undercurrent surging in his eyes, and his lips were pursed with a cold arc. Immediately, his pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something, his face was gloomy, and he turned around to pick up his mobile phone on the bedside table, but a small hand reached over to stop him.

Lei Ziqian glanced at the little hand on his wrist, and looked at her with burning black eyes of anger, "I want to ask Xiao Yao clearly, why did you do this!" ”

After thinking carefully about the situation that night, he also thought of Chu Yao, and there was no one else except her.

Lei Ziqian's words confirmed Bei Xiaorou's suspicions, but she didn't have the slightest relief after the misunderstanding was resolved, she just looked at the man with a gloomy face calmly, "Ziqian, the biggest problem between us is not this. ”

Lei Ziqian's body stiffened suddenly, and he looked at her with his eyebrows tight, and the corners of Bei Xiaorou's lips gently raised a smile, bitter and sad, "In the final analysis, it is the lack of the most basic trust between us, isn't it?" ”

Lei Ziqian's face flashed with remorse, and as soon as he grasped her small hand on his wrist, his black eyes stared at her, and his big hand holding her was strong, just like his uneasy mood at this time.

The hot warmth from the palm of his hand spread to his skin through the hands of the two of them, but Bei Xiaorou only felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and thousands of thoughts surged from the bottom of her heart.

Slowly withdrew the little hand that was clenched by him, lowered his eyes, and the lonely and sad soft noise echoed in the quiet room at this moment, like her broken heart, "Ziqian, you are like the brightest star in the sky, distant and dazzling, and I am just an insignificant speck of dust on the earth, I seem to be able to look up to you forever, but no matter how I stretch out my hand, I can't reach you." ”

The tears surging in her eyes, and the tingling pain in her heart, finally fell from the corners of her eyes, soaking her delicate and pale face.

Dissecting the uneasiness and timidity in his heart so clearly in front of his eyes, Bei Xiaorou knew that she no longer had protection, and now she was like a naked lamb in front of him.

"The identity gap between us is a gap that I can't cross, and I can't seem to keep up with you no matter how hard I try. Maybe your parents are right, the two of us are not suitable! ”

She lowered her head and quietly looked at her tightly clasped hands on her laps, the hazy mist of tears obscuring her vision, making her unable to see really, but she could feel the tingling pain coming from her palms.

Lei Ziqian, who always locked his eyebrows and listened to her words, his handsome face suddenly stiffened when she said the last sentence. He pursed his lips and glared at the woman's drooping head, his hands clenched into fists, his dark eyes dark.

Thinking that she had been getting along with Song Weize in recent days, a wave of jealousy surged up from the bottom of his heart, drowning his reason, and he asked angrily, "Are we not suitable?" Is your big brother Song suitable? ”

As soon as the words came out, he was full of remorse.

Bei Xiaorou's body stiffened suddenly, raised her tearful eyes, glared at him in disbelief, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and choked up with a sense of disappointment, "Do you think so?" In that case, is there any need for us to continue? ”

Lei Ziqian's look of chagrin suddenly froze when he heard her last words, an angry flame burst out of his black eyes, he glared fiercely at the woman in front of him with a desperate face, and asked in a cold voice, "This is your answer?" ”

Bei Xiaorou bit her lips and looked at him coldly, then lowered her slightly red and swollen eyes, did not answer, and did not look up at him again.

Her silence made the anger in Lei Ziqian's heart surge even more, and her handsome face was cold. He stared fiercely at the top of his low-hanging black hair, the anticipation in his eyes, after a long silence, finally slowly dissipated the gloom, he pursed his lips, and got up and got out of bed suddenly.

Pei Xiaorou's body trembled suddenly the moment his feet stepped on the ground, and the hands in front of him were tightly clasped so hard that his fingertips turned white. The lowered head makes it impossible to see her emotions, but the tears that keep dripping onto her hands are like her wordless sadness.

The man who was full of anger and strode away without looking back, his steady steps echoed in the silent room at this moment, and the sound seemed to hit Bei Xiaorou's heart, and his heart continued to contract, and the pain was unbearable.

She jerked up her tearful eyes and stared at the man's back farther and farther away, her eyes blurred by tears barely able to see him clearly. In a pair of lost eyes, tears could not stop sliding down the pale face.

She bit her lips so hard that her hands clenched so tightly that she didn't feel any pain, only a tingling.

The man who was disappointed, angry, walked quickly to the door, put his big hand on the doorknob, and was silent for a long time without making any movement.

Time seemed to stand still, and there was a suffocating silence in the room.

I don't know if he seems to feel something, or if he is unwilling, the man finally turned his head, and his eyes, which were originally burned by anger, shrank when he saw the woman's tear-filled face.

A stabbing sensation like a knife came to his heart, and his original cold face changed in an instant, he pursed his lips, withdrew his hand, turned around and strode back to the bed, and hugged the little woman tightly into his arms.

The pain in her heart was still raging, and Pei Xiaorou was still sad in despair about finally losing him. The next moment, in a hazy mist of tears, the body was suddenly hugged into a warm chest, and the snort was filled with the refreshing and familiar masculine smell of the man's body.

Lei Ziqian's big hand kept tightening and tightening, as if he wanted to embed her in his bones and blood, and his handsome face was buried in her delicate neck socket.

The warm breath between breaths sprayed on the woman's neck, and he opened his lips lightly, and the low and dull voice was irritated and unwilling, "In your heart, can I give up so easily?" ”