He turned his face to look at her and said to her, "Lala, you can stay with me for one night." [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]"His words were deep, sounding like a dying prisoner begging for a final gift.

"I'm already here." With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, there was a little bitterness in the smile, Dong Wenwen sighed silently, reached out and pressed the lamp, and lay down, Sura was very wooden, and in a trance she felt Dong Wenwen's hand stretched out and put it on her waist, and her snort sprayed on her back, and the breath seemed to burn her.

She turned her back to Dong Wenwen, her eyes blinking in the dark, and she heard him open his mouth softly, "You're a fool." Sula leaned slightly, barely believing what she heard, "What?"

"Why did you agree to stay, why did you stay here and lie with me?" Dong Wenwen's speech gradually accelerated, and he could hear it with anger, the quiet space amplified his voice, buzzing in Sula's ears, Dong Wenwen's rapid transformation obviously made Sula a a little overwhelmed, Sula pursed her lips and was about to sit up, but was fiercely restrained in Dong Wenwen's arms, and he spoke again, "Lala, do you know when I started wanting to marry you?" ”

Sura was stunned for a moment, slightly feeling that where Dong Wenwen was leaning against his neck, there was liquid that seemed to be sliding down her skin, Dong Wenwen's hand wrapped around her waist and held her hand tightly, "It was when Chen Jiajia went to the bar to make trouble, I didn't close my eyes all night when I got home, and my mind was full of your shadow, but there was a faint feeling of fear in my heart, just like at this moment." ”

"Like this moment?"

"Lala, whether you believe it or not, I really put a lot of thought into you, maybe because I know that I can't give you marriage, so I try to make up for it in other places as much as possible, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on you, and now I still can't give you marriage, maybe this can only be regarded as a love game, since it is a game, there is always an end. So, let it end now. ”

Dong Wenwen hugged Sula tightly, the force in his hand made Sula gradually feel pain, and then slowly let go, the posture just now held her to sleep, this posture is Ni Kaitong is used to, he once again in Dong Wenwen's arms irrepressibly remembered him, his body is very warm, his chest is very thick, he will put his hand on her stomach habitually, like a warm baby, always let her quickly fall into a dream, this night, she let go of her guard, just so unscrupulously slept in Dong Wenwen's arms, It's been a long time since she's been embraced like this, and it's been a long time since she's felt this kind of pampering.

Sula was woken up by the heavy smell of smoke in her nose, she coughed twice, and when she opened her eyes strongly, she saw Dong Wenwen's bloodshot eyes looking at her like that, she didn't say anything, maybe from his red eyes, she seemed to have seen through everything, he leaned on the side of the bed, looking at her almost staring, that kind of look made her feel sad, a kind of sadness to give up everything, as if she had to give up even breathing.

Sura pulled the quilt up for him, he looked down at her movements, idle his hand on the side, because he was not too heavy, the ash fell on the quilt, he turned his head to look, and the movement was a little stiff and turned his face again to smile at her faintly.

"Didn't you sleep all night?"

"Sleep, can't sleep." He said with a slight embarrassment in his smile, looking up and bringing the unburned cigarette to his lips again.

"I remember when you lay down, when did you get up?" She asked, confused.

"Want to know?" He put out the cigarette in the ashtray and asked.

Su La's eyes moved, looking at Dong Wenwen's dark eyes, and suddenly shook his head slightly, "I don't want to." ”

"I thought you wanted to know." He smiled, "I just felt a little sleepy, and when I heard you call his name, I couldn't sleep anymore." ”

"What dream did you just have," he asked, turning his face, "it shouldn't be a good dream, you cried, I thought you woke up, it turned out to be a dream." ”

She moved her eyes to think of something, but her mind was empty, and she couldn't search for anything.

"Sula, how tiring it is to live like this, I will go to whoever I want, I was dedicated to the pursuit of fame and fortune at the beginning, and now I am empty of talents, perhaps it is a punishment for my wrong ideas over the years."

For a long time, Sula didn't say anything, and the ringtone of the mobile phone broke the slightly embarrassing atmosphere at this moment, Sula picked up the phone and hung up a few times, but it was difficult to hide the joy that was inadvertently brought out by her eyebrows.

"Article, thank you. The lawyer said that there has been a new development in Ni Kaitong's case. She said lightly.

"No thanks." Dong Wenwen replied with a slight bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Sula still remembers the scene when she went to the prison to see Ni Kaitong some time ago, the two looked at each other through the glass for a long time, she saw tears slowly falling from the corners of Ni Kaitong's eyes, he slowly picked up the phone, and sang "Sing" into the microphone with a crying smile, no matter how beautiful and sweet, not yours is not special, the world only has feelings for you. There was a suppressed depth in his voice, but Sula seemed to see the scene of Ni Kaitong hugging her tightly in this mood, on a blank big bed, without turning on the light, the moonlight outside the window barely made the room visible, she pillowed on his arm, humming a small tune softly, but her body was suddenly dragged by him, tightly pressed against his chest, in the dark, she snuggled up to him with a satisfied smile and slept.

"Lala, although you are lying next to me at the moment, I feel that you are so far away from me." For a long time, Dong Wenwen's faint tone passed in the silence, he turned his eyes to look at her, but she dodged by, obviously so close, but her heart was so far away.

Sura lowered her eyes, and suddenly Dong Wenwen's low words brought a burst of sourness, her eyebrows were slightly locked, and she said, "Whether you believe it or not, the article, I really worked hard to do it." ”

The air stood still for a few seconds.

Dong Wenwen said, "Lala, don't talk about it, it's not necessary." ”

He tilted his head to the side and slowly closed his eyes, listening to her quiet snort in a quiet environment, his heart throbbed slightly.

There are some things, he deliberately does not let himself recall, some things, he thinks that time can be slowly faded, even if it can't be faded, it will be like static dust, sinking to the bottom, but it doesn't seem to be easy, one of her eyes, one of her smiles, is enough to bring up those memories, so that in the slightly closed eyes, there are tears sliding down his cheeks.

When she came out of Dong Wenwen, it was already past ten o'clock, and the light cast by the sun above her head was very strong, and the people who shook couldn't open their eyes, and when she left, she heard Dong Wenwen's last words "Maybe you should have left ruthlessly, at that time, perhaps, I wouldn't have the unimaginable sadness now." ”

He leaned against the bed and said in a low and rough voice, and Sula stopped at the door, but without saying a word, he shook his hand and motioned for her to go.

She really didn't look back and opened the door and went out, although she waved her hand to let her go, but her heart was screaming for her to come back, and the sharpness left by the tips of her hair when she turned her head pierced his heart like a knife, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, and she grabbed the position of her chest with her hand, 1152 (..)