Pei Yanjin Fanwai [4.2]

I didn't know what to do, I could only follow my thoughts, hold my girlfriend's face, and kiss her eyes that were still clear and black.

I sucked the tears that flowed from her pupils and told her hoarsely, "Live well....... When you come out, we'll break up. Now give me a chance to make amends to you.

I hugged my girlfriend tightly and sang the song "Fairy Tale" to her ear: "I want to be the angel you love in fairy tales."

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the ends

You cry and say to me, fairy tales are all lies

I can't be your prince

Maybe you won't understand since you said you love me

My sky and the stars are bright

Later, my girlfriend fell asleep in my arms, with crystal tears on her face, but the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, I wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with my thumb, and for the first time I looked at my girlfriend's facial features so carefully, only to find that she was actually very beautiful, but all the light was covered by her inferiority complex in her bones.

In order to prevent my girlfriend from thinking about it again, I asked everyone to move everything out, and in the end there was only a sofa and a chair for me in the entire senior ward, and a hospital bed, which was impossible to stop for people who wanted to die.

So for two days, I stayed up all night and watched my girlfriend every step of the way, but fortunately, my girlfriend woke up again and was only in a trance, trapped in her own world, treating anyone as transparent, I spoke to her gently, and she ignored her.

On the afternoon of the third day, Pei Yanqiao came over, holding a thermos lunch box in his hand, at this time I was feeding my sluggish girlfriend, Pei Yanqiao stood behind me and called me in a low voice, "Big brother." ”

I took the spoon with my fingers, turned my face sideways and glanced at Pei Yanqiao lightly, the facial lines were tight, and even I could hear how disgusted he was in his tone at that time, "Get out." I was tempted to yell at him and tell him to get out, but I knew I couldn't blame him for this.

It's just that people are often like this, as if they can feel better by inflicting their own faults on others, and in fact, no one will know how afraid I was of Pei Yanqiao being scolded by me at that moment, and I will never pay attention to me from now on.

Pei Yanqiao didn't leave, he stood there stiffly for half a minute, and he said three words in a low voice, "I'm sorry." ”

My fingers twitched, and then I turned my head.

I sat there looking up at him, his tall and straight figure like a Zhilan jade tree, and I felt my heart pounding again when I met his apologetic, sparkling dark brown eyes.

I didn't like myself enough to see him again, so I repeated again, "I'll let you out." ”

"I didn't mean to." Pei Yanqiao actually began to explain to me that he was like a child who had done something wrong in front of me, and that appearance made my heart ache suddenly, "I just brought my sister-in-law over on a whim, and I didn't know that this kind of thing would happen, that man was not arranged by me." ”

I was amazed.

"You ask me what I do every day, in fact I want to open a clubhouse, what you saw that night was only a part of my training subordinates, I was buying ......"

I interrupted Pei Yanqiao's words, "Doesn't it have to be vulgar and dirty to serve in a club?" In my opinion, no matter how high-end the name and how varied the form, its essence is still a physical transaction.

Pei Yanqiao didn't refute me again, walked over and took out the chicken soup in the insulated lunch box and handed it to me, "I asked my mother to make it on purpose." Of course, I didn't tell her what happened to my sister-in-law, so you don't have to have a psychological burden. ”

I pursed my lips and didn't say anything more, turning around again and feeding the chicken soup to my girlfriend one bite at a time.

A few days later, I discharged my girlfriend from the hospital and took her back to my accommodation.

Her body recovered quickly, but the psychological wounds could no longer heal, and she would get very angry if she didn't let me hug her, didn't let me hold hands, and even touched her face occasionally.

In this case, I only slept on the couch every night with her, and every time she rolled over and moved, I would wake up.

Then one time I woke up suddenly, but I didn't see her on the bed, and I looked for a faint cry, and she hugged herself and curled up in the corner of the shower room crying.

I walked over and crouched down, stretched out my arms and hugged her tightly, buried my head in her hair, and sniffed deeply at the good smell of her body.

My girlfriend took a break from school for half a year, and half a month later, I took her back to the hospital for a follow-up - she was pregnant.