Chapter Twenty-Eight: Are You Still Alive?

An Jing's half-sided body looked at the person at the door, half of his body supported by his left hand hung in the air like a freeze frame, his eyes stared at Ji Chendong without blinking, a trace of surprise and surprise crossed his eyes, there was a kind of can't believe the person he saw in front of him, and a pair of clear eyes became cloudy unconsciously. 『』【No pop-up novel network baoliny】

Ji Chendong's good-looking cheeks became blurry due to the wetness of tears, and An Jing's eyes couldn't contain the tears that gradually overflowed, and tears poured down in a moment.

An Jing hurriedly sat up, staring at Ji Chendong with wide eyes, that handsome face was also stained with scars of different sizes, the first meeting after a year made An Jing too late to see clearly, looking at his emaciated cheeks at this time, the distressed palpitations in An Jing's heart spread out of his heart.

Looking at such a face that he misses day and night, An Jing still feels that it is not so real, as if it will disappear again in the blink of an eye, and burning tears are also all over his face.

In the quiet room, neither of them spoke, and time seemed to stand still, looking at each other.

After a moment of silence, An Jing opened his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "You are here." ”

Looking at An Jing, who was pale and colorless, Ji Chendong was distressed, thinking of the way she looked at her being pulled out of the car at that time, the bright red of her body was extraordinarily infiltrating against the snow-white background, as if she would die of excessive blood loss in the next second.

Ji Chendong wondered if he was a second late, would he never see her again, and at that moment he knew that he only wanted her to live well, as long as she lived well, he could forget her, forget his love for her, as long as she was still ......

But at this time, Ji Chendong was a little reluctant.

Ji Chendong stepped forward and took out the food that Gu Xiluo had just given him, and then put it in front of An Jing, forcibly suppressed the sourness, and said, "Eat some, Gu Xiluo said that you haven't eaten well recently." ”

After Ji Chendong finished speaking, An Jing's eyes that had just recovered became dense at this time, and tears climbed up to his eyes again, An Jing thought that his tears had been exhausted, but he didn't expect that at this moment, as if the tear ducts had been cut, he couldn't stop wanting to shed tears.

Seeing her crying, Ji Chendong put down the food in his hand, stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed and raised his slender fingers to wipe the tears for An Jing: "Don't cry, beware of crying eyes." ”

Ji Chendong's cold fingers touched An Jing's burning skin due to crying, and the thought of wanting more in his heart became more and more obvious, and his thoughts also took action.

The palm of the right hand on An Jing's face suddenly stretched out to the back of her neck and grabbed her in his arms, and his left hand then covered her waist, feeling the body trembling from crying, Ji Chendong hugged this familiar body with all his strength, as if he wanted to melt her into his own blood, regardless of each other.

An Jing's head was pillowed on Ji Chendong's shoulder, smelling the familiar smell on his body, An Jing, who was shackled by the burning arm that Ji Chendong placed on his waist, felt a little painful, but he didn't push him away, and even liked the feeling of being hugged by Ji Chendong like this.

An Jing's arm hanging on his left side also climbed up Ji Chendong's back, and An Jing could feel his strong texture even through thick clothes.

Feeling An Jing's response, Ji Chendong's body stiffened, and the strength in his hand increased a few points, Ji Chendong lowered his head and buried his face in An Jing's neck, and the hot breath splashed on An Jing's skin from his nose.

After half a ring, Ji Chendong opened his mouth and murmured: "Jing, I miss you so much." ”

Listening to Ji Chendong's slightly trembling voice and the familiar voice, An Jing wanted to reply to I miss you too, but when he wanted to speak, he found that his throat was so tight that he couldn't speak, and his eyes couldn't help but be hot.

An Jingpan's arm attached to Ji Chendong's back just responded to him hard, and the cheek that was pillowed on Ji Chendong's shoulder also gently rubbed Ji Chendong's side face a few times, took a few deep breaths, and responded to her silently.

Feeling An Jing's small movements, the corners of Ji Chendong's mouth hooked a beautiful arc, suppressing the wetness in his eyes, after half a ring, Ji Chendong let go of the arm holding An Jing, stepped back and looked at An Jing dotingly, holding An Jing's cheeks with both hands, rubbing the tears on her face with his thumbs.

Looking at Ji Chendong's handsome face close at hand, seeing the wound at the corner of his mouth, An Jing's fingers couldn't help but cover it, stroked it lightly, and said softly: "Does it hurt?" ”

Ji Chendong grabbed An Jing's palm, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

An Jing said: "I'm sorry. ”

Ji Chendong said: "What kind of stupid thing to say." ”

An Jing continued to murmur: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt, isn't it that as long as you are with me, you will be hurt." ”

Ji Chendong raised his hand against An Jing's lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense, isn't it because of you that I'm not doing well now." ”

An Jing raised his head and looked at Ji Chendong's good-looking eyes without blinking, as if he wanted to probe into his eyes, and then said, "Chendong." ”

"Huh?"

An Jing said, "Are you still waiting for me in the same place?" ”

Thinking of Gu Xiluo saying before, not all people will stay where they are and wait for someone unconditionally, even if they are the ones who love you, so at this time, An Jing has a lot of uncertainty in his heart, afraid that he will not be able to stand by Ji Chendong's side in the end of his hard work and sublimation this year, afraid that that position will no longer belong to her, afraid that he has forgotten himself......

Ji Chendong lowered his eyes and stared at An Jing, because the pupils that had been washed by tears were like the dazzling stars in the night sky at this time, dazzling, and he could see himself from An Jing's bright eyes.

Listening to An Jing's words, Ji Chendong's fresh heart couldn't help but be stunned, something crossed his eyes, he stabilized his breath and pretended to be calm, and asked instead of answering: "Then you, are you still there?" ”

Hearing this, An Jing's eyes were firm, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm here." ”

This is the first time that An Jing has shown her mentality in front of Ji Chendong so unadorned, saying that she was careful or good before, An Jing just wants to say what she thinks in her heart at the moment.

An Jing held Ji Chendong's hand with his backhand and said carefully: "If you are no longer waiting for me in place, can you slow down?" I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up if you go too fast, I'm afraid that I will always face your back, okay? ”

Looking at An Jing, who was so cautious and boldly swore an oath, in fact, it was more or less unexpected for Ji Chendong, Ji Chendong didn't expect how much reaction An Jing could give him when he arrived this time, and even just wanted to secretly glance at her from a distance.

Seeing An Jing confessing to himself with such a firm will, Ji Chendong seemed to be relieved to fly to Paris because of his impulse.

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