Chapter 126: I'm Going to Take You Home
Misunderstand?
He couldn't remember anything he had done that would mislead her.
Thinking back to the night before she left, she hugged herself very tightly.
Until then, they washed themselves afterwards, and simply slept in a bed, far away.
Only late at night, he would take her while she was asleep, encircle her in his arms, covet her sweetness, softness and warmth, and go back to bed before she woke up.
She said that she needed money, and asked him not to investigate her, he didn't want to investigate, but he could see that she had a strong self-esteem and didn't want him to know too much, so he endured it and gave her 10 million first.
In those days, it was not that I didn't want to tell her that I liked her, but I was worried that she would think too much.
He thought that when he had a child, he would take his time, which would always make her let go of her knots and try to talk to him about a relationship with the purpose of marriage.
That night, it was the first time she took the initiative to sleep with him, and she hugged him very tightly, as if she was afraid of losing him.
He was very happy, happy that she did not reject herself, not as cold as usual.
He thought that he would tell her to meet his parents tomorrow, and she should be willing to help him put on a show.
He hugged her and kissed her heart, and it was rare to have the courage to speak softly to her: "Good, sleep, there will be something tomorrow." β
She was indeed very well-behaved, and with a humming sound, fell asleep in his arms.
That night, he slept soundly because he didn't have to let go of her before she woke up.
So much so that he didn't know when she woke up, when she left, or when she wrote him a note.
He is not a defenseless person, and he is always wary of his insecurity, even in his dreams.
That night, the most relaxing night he had ever had, had lost her because of it.
He hasn't slept well since.
It wasn't until she returned to him that she was better.
Thinking about it carefully, he thought about the problem, "You heard me talking on the phone?" β
She smiled sheepishly, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop." β
"I know, I thought you were asleep."
"I think about it, and I'm too curious."
"And then you thought I was going to bring another woman home, didn't you?"
"Hmmm......"
He was very distressed, holding her hand, and his voice trembled: "I am going to take you home." β
She stopped talking, only tears rolled down in large numbers, and the whole person cried and laughed, and her heart went crazy uncomfortably.
What a ridiculous misunderstanding......
She has written novels for three years, and she has never written such misunderstandings, just because she is too sadistic and too clichΓ©.
As a result, she herself experienced such a misunderstanding.
But now that she has said it, the truth is revealed, and she can't complain about anything.
If you really want to complain, you should complain that your self-esteem is too strong, too unconfident, and too ...... It's so insecure.
"It's my fault," he pulled her into his arms, straining slightly, "I won't make the same mistake in the future." β
"No," she shook her head, reaching out and wrapping her arms around him, "It's the first time I've liked someone, and it's normal to be cautious." Don't blame yourself, I don't blame you, and I never blamed you. β
He also shook his head, full of remorse: "I was too cautious, but I accidentally hurt you and lost you." β
She bit her lip and only hugged him hard, saying nothing more.
She finally understood why he was cold and detached at that time, and almost ignored her.
It turned out that he knew that she had strong self-esteem, and he was afraid that she would think that his true feelings were frivolous.
I finally understood why he was so warm and even eager to see him again after five years.
It was he who was afraid, afraid that he was too reserved, and she would not understand his thoughts.
It turns out that whether it was five years ago or five years later, he and she are each pregnant with ghosts.
Suddenly, she remembered a question and looked up at him sharply, "You're actually pretty good at drinking, aren't you?" β