It's just a rose-colored dream, with a bit of mystery, a fairytale romance and charm that you can hardly believe it's real. Everything was so good, never had such a wonderful experience. Everything was so perfect, there has never been such a perfect pair of lovers.

When their breathing calmed down, they were trembling and sticky in each other's hugs, and they couldn't believe that all this had really happened.

And it's so easy, so innocent, so natural.

A man and a woman comforting each other are just the most natural thing in the world.

The diving bird opened her eyes, looked at the white wall, and touched the white sheets under her body, and he still stayed in the moment of horror in her body. At that moment, he almost felt that he no longer existed, with a dull roar like thunder, his sweaty palm finally slowly slipped off the white wall at the head of the bed, and landed on the pillow, Leng Qinghe put his face close to his palm, and he held it with his damp palm. She opened her eyelids slightly, and when her eyes met, Leng Qinghe suddenly muttered: Will you regret it?

The diving bird's head was above her, and in the dim light from the corner, she looked so charming that he couldn't help but say, "No." What about you?

Leng Qinghe's happy expression was extremely satisfied, shook his head slightly, and said: If you don't regret it, how can I regret it? I was supposed to seduce you today.

At that moment, Leng Qinghe felt that her soul had left this body, making her feel heavy and depressed, and she finally gained relief, which was completely grateful to the figure in front of her.

She had been waiting for this moment for ten years ago, and finally got her wish. She showed a smile that no one could understand, and no one could know how much of the deep heart was hidden behind this smile.

The diving bird almost didn't want to wake up, and it didn't want to move away from her, it just wanted to hold her forever, snuggle up to her, and merge with her......

This fervent thought, which he continued for a long time that night. He even began to imagine what it would be like if they were together. But when she thought that she was about to become a **, she couldn't help but become very depressed again, and soon a sense of self-blame suddenly struck.

He became very uneasy and vulnerable, and asked her in a low voice: Are we okay like this?

Leng Qinghe was not nervous at all, and comforted him very easily: It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, it's my own business.

Her comfort softened him a little. The two of them hugged each other silently for a long time, and he felt that his mind was pale.

After a while, Leng Qinghe sat up and put on her clothes, and the diving bird looked at her smooth back, yes, when they entered the door just now, the two of them were too eager to take a good look at each other, and then he realized that her back was also so good-looking, no less than the back of a butterfly.

The slightly raised shoulder blades, the waist that is sunk in to make people have a full grip, and the slender and well-proportioned back can feel the protruding vertebrae above......

His fingers slid lightly over the ...... Leng Qinghe turned his face to look at him, looking at the look he had when he looked at him blankly, and smiled faintly.

Then the diving bird was a little dizzy, and couldn't help but say something that he regretted after he finished speaking: Can I still see you?

Leng Qinghe didn't answer......

He was sensitively mired in regret and shame.

I've already got it, why am you still not satisfied, and you still want to keep asking? Why are people always so greedy?

In some kind of resistance, he also rolled over and sat up, since she already had the intention of leaving the bed and leaving him, he did not want to stay in this bed alone, even for half a moment, because in this second, he had a feeling of being left behind.

Two men and women who have just experienced extreme warmth, in fact, what they are most afraid of is this sudden sense of abandonment.

He got dressed faster than she could. I put on my shirt, quickly put on my pants, and then began to put on my shoes, and quickly brushed my messy hair—

Leng Qinghe seemed a little unbearable, and kindly asked him: You can take a bath.

The diving bird refused: no. I like to change my clothes after taking a shower, and if I don't change them, it's better not to wash them.

Leng Qinghe was silent. She agrees with his reasoning, and if she were replaced, maybe there would be such a reason.

Leng Qinghe didn't keep him overnight, which he could understand, even if she left him overnight, maybe he didn't want to stay. After all, it happened so suddenly.

Once one is satisfied, reason begins to prevail.

Once people are sensible, they begin to think about causes and consequences.

There is no reason, and there may be only one reason: I am too hungry and thirsty. As for the consequences, he didn't dare to think about it! If Leng Qinghe asked him to marry her, perhaps, he would agree, just tonight. Whether he will regret it or not, he does not know.

Fortunately, she didn't either. Just didn't say a word, and said goodbye to him at the door. As some kind of goodbye, he wanted to kiss her again, after all, a quarter of an hour ago, she had been the woman who had listened to his howl, but he was a little dazed when he saw that she didn't mean anything at all.

He took a step, paused, wanted to go back and say something, but at last he didn't have the courage, and he knew that if she spoke up again, he would immediately turn around and go back to bed with her...... In the end, he made his way down the stairs as fast as he could.

Indeed, when the diving bird completely calmed down, he realized what he was doing.

Although Leng Qinghe can comfort himself, how can he forgive himself?

But when he walked out of his deserted apartment and got into his car, the feeling of self-reproach came flooding over him, almost engulfing him.

He sat there in a daze, looking at the dark road, and it was late at night, and he felt dizzy. He kept asking himself: What the hell am I doing today? Why, exactly? How can you do such a boring thing? ——

He asked himself over and over again, trying to find a reason for himself, a reason why he could feel comfortable with his behavior today.

In fact, there is no reason to find it at all.

He vaguely knew in his heart that behind this behavior, there was actually a kind of revenge and betrayal. It is a revenge for the butterfly for being so cold to itself for a long time.

He felt his hands tremble all the time, and more than his hands trembled, it was his soul.

Deep down, he realized that he had abandoned the butterfly......

For him, abandoning butterflies is equivalent to abandoning himself, which is his own efforts and persistence for so many years, and finally left a negative end.

When he returned to his house in the early hours of the morning, and when he entered the door and saw Qianqian sitting alone at the door waiting for him, he hugged its neck and couldn't help crying......

In fact, at the same time as he left, Leng Qinghe took a bath again, carefully rinsed every inch of his body, changed into gorgeous clothes, and then put on makeup and jewelry for himself again, and meticulously dressed up.

I looked in front of the mirror, was satisfied, and then calmly locked the door, walked into the night, and called a taxi. In the car, she turned on her mobile phone and browsed all the messages that Du Ou sent her today, and then she dialed Du Ou's phone and said unusually calmly: Du Ou, didn't you say you love me? If it's true, then you're coming to see me right now—