Jiang Yanzhou slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is the light of the twilight.

She was like wearing the glow of the sunset, and her whole body was shining.

That brilliance drove away the twilight Xiao Suo's sadness.

Her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night, and she was leaning over him, her hand reaching for him, as if to help him change the cooling ice pack on his forehead.

"Ya ......"

Maybe because he was sick, his voice was too dry and hoarse, and his eyes were not very clear, as if he was looking at the miserable past through the girl in front of him.

He took her hand and asked her to put it against his face.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to vent the secret thoughts in his heart, but those thoughts went back and forth, and he finally tore her down on him.

He rolled over and lay on his side, locking her tightly in his arms.

When she woke up, the first person she saw was her.

It's nice, it's good.

……

The sweat and hot flashes caused by illness on the man's body have not yet dissipated.

He doesn't like to wear perfume like Qi Suya, but he has a pure masculine aura about him.

It is a purely masculine taste, very masculine temperament.

She heard his chest shake with his heartbeat, the sweat on his body on her, his breath surrounding her.

And so it went on for a long, long time.

She didn't move, but she was a little dazed in her heart, not knowing what this hug meant.

I may know it, but I have been reluctant to face it and think about it before.

It's not that she can't love it, it's just that it's too precious, and this cherishing makes her dare not be willful and rash, and she doesn't dare to do a lot of things she wants to do.

She has a big heart, but she has little guts.

Long.

Little by little, the man gradually let go of her.

……

He sat up slowly, touched his own forehead, and his body temperature dropped a lot, and he was no longer hot.

He looked sideways at the girl who was still lying on the bed, and the girl's eyes were very dull, and they were a little hollow.

"I ......"

The deep voice, with its own subwoofer, blasted again and again, making her heart tremble.

"I recognized the wrong person."

Twisted his mouth stiffly.

There were some words lingering on the tip of his tongue, but he chose to swallow, he chose to swallow those feelings that were too deep.

She was stunned for a moment.

"Recognize the wrong person??"

Glaring, he sat up and looked at the man with his back to him.

His voice was flat and straight, with no ups and downs.

"I confessed my mistake."

There are some things that can't be exposed, this is what she wants, and what he supports.

And Qi Suya is another brain circuit entirely.

"Hugging me just now, did you recognize the wrong person?"

She thought he liked her!

The sky is thundering.

Not long ago, I fell into all kinds of reverie because of a hug, I was stupid.

She even had trouble with it.

Jiang Yanzhou moved out of bed and put on his shoes, his body was covered in sweat.

"I'm going to take a shower."

He just left.

Until the person walked out of the room, he did not look back at her.

Qi Suya was stunned.

"Admit your mistake?"

Bouncing on the ground, the whole person looks like a small spring.

She ran out in plastic slippers.

The first person she thought of was Chu Yanchen.

……

Because Jiang Yanzhou was sick, they didn't go out all day, starting in the morning, and they all stayed in the homestay.

Chu Yanchen sat on the edge of the bed, with a small wooden table beside him, on which an ashtray and a pot of tea were placed, and in his hand was a book on business management spread out.

The man's appearance seems to be elegant and quiet, but his fingertips are on the page, and he hasn't turned a page for a long time, and he is very obviously absent-minded.

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