Chapter 149: Maybe Fate Will End Strangers (3)

The world is like this, ever-changing, unpredictable. In the last moment, you are still tense and confrontational, and the next moment, you are boiling wine and sharing the same bed.

Until lying on the same couch with him in the middle of the night, I was still a little ignorant and couldn't react.

But he took my arms around my waist and pressed me into his arms, breathing peacefully from the time he saw me, as if he had let go of something in his heart.

His chest was firm and warm.

But I, who was used to being cold, felt uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to struggle.

"Xiaoxiao, good, don't move." His low voice is very good, probably since I was a little tiger next to him, I was hooked by his gentle voice, stupid, and sold myself.

"Xiaoxiao, is it cold? ...... on you It's so cool. He asked in a hoarse voice.

I don't feel anything, and if I do, it's too hot. His chest was so hot that his back ached.

"I don't think so."

His hand tightened as I spoke, and for some reason, I could feel the uneasiness in his heart at that moment.

"Actually, I'm not cold at all, you don't have to hug me so tightly." I tactfully told him that in fact, if he hadn't helped me again, I probably wouldn't have let him hold him so obediently, and the temperature on his body ...... It's really unbearable.

"But I want to hold you." His voice was very soft, like a feather, and it fell softly on his heart, "Xiaoxiao, just let me hug it, okay?" ”

His voice is so gentle that people can't help but listen to him. In the past twenty years, I have fantasized countless times about the way he looks beside me, about his face, about his deep eyes, about his soft tone.

Not once did I wake up in a nightmare and wake up empty. And I'm still alone.

This time, I'm scared too. I'm afraid that all this is just a dream of my imagination, and when I wake up, there is nothing, and there is nothing left around me.

"Hmm." I nodded slightly.

I want to indulge this time, to indulge him, and to indulge myself.

It was really an accident to recognize him, who would have thought that he would come back from the battlefield and return to a small fishing village with good scenery but unknown remoteness to relax on vacation, who would have thought that it was a coincidence that the place where she stayed was also the hostel where he stayed.

Fate is always so wonderful. Imbue irrelevant people, reunite people who are thousands of miles apart, and make strangers become familiar people.

But I knew it wasn't where I was supposed to be.

Even now, I knew I liked him and I wanted to stay with him, but for various reasons, I knew that I couldn't stay with him. The idea of watching him silently from beginning to end has never changed.

Bai Xiaoxiao, you have to go.

He is an immortal, you are a demon, and you do not stand together to advance and retreat together.

You are by his side only to hinder him, to drag him down, to add to his ignorance and endless troubles, to stain him.

You are the dust on his snow-colored clothes, you shouldn't and can't exist.

"Xiaoxiao, go to sleep." He was whispering to me in my ear.

At that moment, I wanted to cry.

"Hmm." I answered him and swallowed my tears in silence.

I couldn't let him notice it, and I could only leave in silence.

His arms were warm. It stands to reason that I should be extremely unwell, but for no reason, being in his arms made me feel at ease.

For the first time in more than 20 years, I feel at ease.

"Xiaoxiao, I'll cure you." In a daze, his deep voice rang in his ears.

Actually, I want to tell him, no, the wound of the broken soul, no matter how it is treated, there is no way to get better, even if it is treated, it is just a life.

In fact, to be able to see him again is already satisfying for me, and I have no regrets.