I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, Chu Jiaojiao stared at the man tightly, feeling like her heart had been pierced by a knife.

"Jiang Ci ......" she shouted his name, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, hearing the woman's voice getting closer and closer to him, Jiang Ci only moved his long eyelashes slightly, and then still did not react.

"Jiang Ci, who are you torturing like this now? Do you want to just die like that? And how do you pay what you owe me? ”

Chu Jiaojiao clenched her hand tightly, and there was a wet feeling in her palm, like her fingertips piercing the flesh.

Hearing this, Jiang Cicai raised a face.

His chin was a ring of green stubble, his lips were skinny, and his eyes were dark, dull, but lifeless.

Even when he saw her, he didn't move a bit, not even wavelessly.

Chu Jiaojiao couldn't care so much anymore, and pounced directly on his side.

She knelt on the ground, clasped his cheeks in both hands, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you make yourself like this?" ”

"Jiaojiao?"

The moment the real touch hit his face, the man who was originally lifeless seemed to wake up suddenly.

Warm, not his delusion.

Chu Jiaojiao put down her hand and bit her lip to look at him.

"Do you think I'm going to feel bad if you do this?" She asked in a cold voice, subconsciously stepping back, "Jiang Ci, did you use the most despicable means just to let me come over and see what you look like now?" You look in the mirror and take a good look at yourself, who you are now. ”

Jiang Ci took her hand and held her in his arms.

If it's all just a dream, let him never wake up.

"Jiaojiao." He shouted her name, his voice hoarse as if he had been badly injured.

The blue stubble pierced her face, and her delicate skin hurt slightly. Worry-free Literature Network

But Chu Jiaojiao didn't push him away, but her eyes fell on his shoulder, and she could feel the strength of him holding her.

Be careful, for fear of hurting her.

Yan Zixu put a glass of water on the coffee table, and then quickly walked away from the scene.

Sure enough, only Chu Jiaojiao could make him loose.

"You let me go first." Chu Jiaojiao said that she was about to withdraw from his arms, but Jiang Ci never let go.

The emotionally tense man did not dare to relax himself for a moment, he was afraid that as soon as he let go, the woman in his arms would disappear.

"I'm not leaving." Chu Jiaojiao added again, but he still refused to let go of her.

Jiang Ci's dark eyes were surging with some emotions wildly, and he closed his eyes, wanting to suppress them.

During this time, what he couldn't control the most was that he would always think of her, miss her like crazy, and want to go out to find her......

But he knew he couldn't.

Chu Jiaojiao didn't want to see him, and even hated him.

In order to isolate himself from the urge to see her, he locked himself in his room, reminding himself over and over again.

You can't bother her anymore, or she'll get out of here faster.

The man couldn't help but increase his strength to hold her, and his hoarse voice sounded thinly, like a dry old record, without any aesthetic sense, "Jiaojiao, even if it's a dream, can you make me ...... Hug you a little longer? ”

Chu Jiaojiao's pupils shrank, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You should drink some water."

Squeezed his hand very gently, and she withdrew a little from his arms.

She picked up the boiled water next to her and passed it to the man's lips.