He sighed, took my whole body into his arms, kissed the tears on my face, and whispered, "Forget him." ”

I didn't answer him, and he didn't force me to answer again, just hugged me tightly.

My tense body gradually relaxed in his arms, and I leaned on his shoulder, and after a while, I grabbed the hem of his shirt and cried out in his arms.

Since I was brought home by him, I have always behaved very calmly, but now, I finally couldn't hold back and cried in Chen Qingchuan's arms.

He let me cry, just hugged me quietly, and I curled up in his arms.

I don't know why, I remember that in my sophomore year, Lu Ming and I didn't know what to do, we had a big fight on the street, when Lu Ming left me alone on the street and walked away, it was Chen Qingchuan who found me and took me back who was huddled at the bus stop crying.

On the way, I just cried and didn't say a word, and Chen Qingchuan just led me quite silently, he led me to the house he rented outside the school, and hugged me like this, letting me cry without saying a word of comfort.

At that time, we hadn't spoken for nearly half a year, and even when we met him at school, I always pretended not to know him and passed him by as a stranger.

In fact, I never understood how he found me that time, and how he learned that I was thrown on the street by Lu Ming, and he never explained it to me.

I don't know how long I cried, but when I cried, Chen Qingchuan hugged me to bed, and I lay there in a daze, half asleep and half awake I felt that he was dealing with the injuries on my body.

Auntie came in to help and the movements were very light, so light that it didn't affect my sleep at all, but I still heard my aunt say to Chen Qingchuan: "Sir, you can rest too, you haven't rested all night." ”

Chen Qingchuan is indeed a little tired between his eyebrows, to be precise, he hasn't closed his eyes for two nights.

He hummed to his aunt.

After that, my aunt left the room with the medicine kit, and only Chen Qingchuan was left sitting on the edge of my bed, and he sat there and watched me for a while, then turned off the lights and lay down beside me, and then hugged me.

He knew I had slept thoroughly, and he rested his chin on top of my head, kissed me on the forehead, sighed, and closed his eyes.

My hands were a little cold, and I subconsciously came to his chest, his place was always warm, I grabbed his clothes, and whispered at his chin: "Brother Qingchuan." ”

Chen Qingchuan opened his eyes.

I let go of his clothes again, and subconsciously touched his neck, and I asked, "Do you hurt?" ”

He replied with two words: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Then he took my hand around his neck and warmed it on his chest.

I was still in tears, and I said, "I'm sorry. ”

He didn't answer me, just closed his eyes again and hugged me quietly.

I said, "I'll be good later." ”

When he heard this, he suddenly interlocked his fingers with me, put my head on the pillow, and kissed me on the lips.

He pinched my chin with his other hand, and the teeth of my lips invaded my lips, and I opened them.

His hand on my chin moved to my face, his thumb caressing my cheek, the tip of his tongue tangled with me.

I was like a rag doll in his arms, at his mercy.

I don't remember how long I've not called him properly, I haven't always been so fierce to him, when he first came to my house, I stood in front of him and looked at him, looking at the tall and thin boy standing in front of me, the first thing I called him was Brother Qingchuan.

At that time, he was a little shy and shy, but he replied to me very softly.

My parents liked him very much, and knew that he was a quiet person who didn't like words, so they would always ask me to talk to him more and play with him.

I always pestered him very obediently, but later, gradually, my parents liked him more and more, and even the attention to me was no longer the same as before, I began to hate him, murdered him, and even stopped talking to him well, always calling him Chen Qingchuan in a sharp voice.

He never murdered me, no matter how unreasonable I was to him, he was always gentle and gentle, and it was rare to see him really angry.

Later, as time went on, I became more and more rampant and fierce towards him, and he began to ignore me no longer and was no longer as gentle as before, and sometimes when I talked to him, he would treat him as if he didn't hear and ignore me.

And the change in his attitude towards me made me more and more angry, but no matter what I did to him, he was always like a pool of water, undisturbed, even if a stone was thrown in it, it was only in an instant, and he regained his composure.

He kissed me so hard that I was wrapped around him, panting there.

He suddenly grabbed my head and bit my neck, and my whole body arched my back in pain, and he seemed to be sucking my blood, very hard.

I felt the pain, I was crying in a low voice, and he said in my ear, "Say you're wrong." ”

I was sobbing there.

He grabbed my chin and kissed me the inside of my lips and teeth, as if punishing me.

I felt a heavy smell of blood running between our teeth.