"Ruirui, you know what? Today is the first day of my life. ”

In the dark, Ouyang Ze hugged my waist tightly from behind, and his body was as close to me as possible, as if he was afraid that I would leave his arms and leave his side in the next second.

He whispered in my ear, conveying his excitement to me with that long breath. The warm gas brushed my ears from time to time, as if standing on the high ground and enjoying the spring breeze, but his breath lacked the energy that can blow up the vitality of all things in the spring.

"Hmm."

I don't know what else to say to answer him other than that word. Because today is not my happiest day, nor is it a day I will never forget. In my opinion, it was just a busy and boring day.

I don't want to see his face, I don't want to see his face full of "servility", and I don't want to see his expression begging for my love. I also want to keep his tall appearance in my heart, the image of a tough business tycoon.

Compared to his face, the darkness in front of me at this time is more attractive, more attractive to my attention, and at the same time can hide my expression at this time.

"In the future, you will be mine alone, and no one will be able to take it away. Ha ha! ”

His words of possession are also relaxed, without the atmosphere that should be full of domineering, perhaps this domineering is also suppressed by the "servility".

As he spoke, his hand began to grope for my body, and it felt like an octopus was stuck to my body, wrapping its sucker-covered claws around my body, ready to devour my body and soul.

When his fingertips touched the scar on my stomach and the long bulge, he suddenly stopped moving, and his hand froze there.

Oh, who in this world doesn't love beauty, once smooth and delicate skin, but now it has added an ugly centipede-like scar, no matter what kind of person who "doesn't care about appearance", he must be disgusted at this time.

He was afraid, he was afraid, when he touched my ugly scar, he was afraid that he would face it day and night in the future, and he was afraid that he was only glimpsing its ugly appearance in pleasure.

I can guess his state of mind at this time, and I can guess his complicated feelings. Because I know that love without flesh is not love, so he reacted like this, and I expected it a long time ago.

I thought he would retract his hand and stop touching it, then turn his back to me and stop talking to me... But I was wrong, my guess was wrong ...

It didn't take long for his hand to regain its vitality, and the floppy fingers stroked around the scar again.

"This scar is so big, I haven't seen it, and I haven't touched it so carefully..."

His voice trembled a little, and since he couldn't see his face, he couldn't guess what kind of mood he was in now, was it fear? Or distressed? I don't know.

Gradually, his hand moved little by little from my navel to my chest, along the scar, along the scalpel-kissed wound, little by little towards my heart.

"I'm sorry, Rui Rui, it's all my fault... It's me who didn't take good care of you..."

His voice grew choked until the hot tears touched the back of my neck, and until his shaky body pressed closer to me, I knew that he wasn't in fear, but in heartache...

He is a very emotional person, although he is addicted to work every day, he always looks arrogant and cold to outsiders. However, Christao and I both know that he is not really cold, and he has times when he is tender.

His emotional intelligence is low, and the tears are determined by the level of stimulation you bring him. He was easily moved, and it was easy for him to be excited for a long time because of a small thing I did. It is his personality that makes him more vulnerable than me.

His tears were like a summer rainstorm, there was only one drop just now, but in the blink of an eye, the pillow was already soaked with his tears, and the whimpering sound became more and more obvious.

I am most disgusted to hear a man crying, which only makes me feel that he is very spineless, a representative of the disgrace of a man. But at this time, I don't feel that the man behind me is weak, but I feel that he is even stronger. In my opinion, crying for love is the bravest act in the world, and it is also a manifestation of the depth of love for a person...

"Don't cry, it's just a scar, it's not a big deal."

I don't know how to persuade him with complicated feelings, and the love words that can be said in the past are now blocked in my mouth, and the hot kiss that can resolve his sad emotions in the past has no desire to kiss him on the face at this time.

I turned to look at him who was crying, and in the darkness, the tears glittering in those big eyes were so dazzling that I couldn't even look at him. His trembling lips kept opening and closing, as if he was not at all under his control.

As he stared directly at me in the dark, as our eyes drew closer, somehow the long-lost feeling came back to me. It was like when I was in China, when we were in the hotel, as if I had just fallen in love with him, and that feeling of emotion came to me again.

No matter how much I hate him these months, no matter how much I want to stay away from him, no matter how much his "servility" annoys me... After all, he is the man I once loved, after all, the man who helped me and always been by my side, and the man I should rely on for the rest of my life.

Therefore, those emotions are temporary, and they all disappear in my heart because of one of his eyes and words. I will also forgive him for these small actions and words, forgive him from the bottom of my heart, and return to those warm days again.

He loves me, doesn't he? He has let go of that relationship and has forgotten the one he once loved the most, right? I wish God could give me an answer, an answer that would allow me to comfort all my efforts and the injuries I have suffered.

But all I see now is Ouyang Ze's eyes, and the appearance of me in those eyes.

"I will definitely take good care of you in the future! It will definitely make you happy for a lifetime! ”

As he spoke, he embraced me into his arms, and used his hot body temperature to convey his determination to me, and with that firm tone to change my mind.

This night made me more excited than the lively daytime, and this real heartfelt words were more real than those people's perfunctory "congratulations", and I began to like the night more, like this kind of real and long night...

"I believe you..."