She's stupid!

Stupid!

Completely stupid!!

Xin Nuan stood on the stairs, looking at the light-colored wooden staircase in front of him, a vivid and heavy pain hit his body from all sides, and it exploded quickly.

Her body trembled violently, and cold tears rolled down her eyes like beads with broken threads.

Xinnuan took a deep breath, his fingers gripping the stairs tightly, desperately suppressing the gushing sourness and pain, but to no avail.

"What's wrong?" A distressed voice came.

The heart warmed up, and just crashed into Mo Qingcheng's blue eyes full of worry and distress, and the whole person was like a thunderbolt.

Her whole body was hidden in the dim light, and she looked like a porcelain doll that would break if she blew it.

Mo Qingcheng only felt that his heart was being pulled hard by a big hand, and his breathing was stagnant.

He didn't go upstairs and reached out to take her into his arms, "What's wrong?" Tell me, what the hell is going on? ”

She almost reflexively pushed him, but without any strength, she was easily detained in the arms of the tall man.

Mo Qingcheng naturally felt her resistance and fear, and asked distressedly: "Are you still worried about your life experience?" He couldn't think of anything other than that.

He held her face, looked at her little white face, and tirelessly wiped the tears that continued to overflow from her eyes over and over again, "You still have me, my heart is warm, you still have me." ”

Her emotions gradually came back down under the man's constant reassurance.

Yes! Nothing has started yet, and everything has a chance to start over.

She must not live up to the opportunity to be reborn, and she must live a wonderful and beautiful life.

And the person in front of him is just a mirror, a dream, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up!

Xinnuan let go of his tightly clenched fists, took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible: "Go eat, I'm still a little hungry." ”

The dining room is also carefully furnished, the candles on the long table are burning warmly, the red roses are waiting to be released, and everything looks warm and romantic.

But Xinnuan really didn't have the mood to appreciate it, if she still had a trace of hope for him just now, now there was only disgust left, and every minute and second with him became long and tormenting.

Mo Qingcheng was not very interested in seeing the warmth of his heart, knowing that she must be very sad, he sat beside her silently, helping her with the dishes, each of which was her favorite food.

Sure enough, habit is a really bad thing. But the more this happened, the more she could not sit still.

But it's okay, she'll quit it, quit everything he gave himself.

She is constantly doing mental construction, and the deliciousness that she puts in her mouth is like chewing wax.

She kept her head down and didn't eat much, Mo Qingcheng saw her put down her chopsticks, and said thoughtfully: "I also prepared a cake, do you want to eat more." ”

Xinnuan didn't look at him, just shook his head and said lightly: "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while." ”

The beautiful face under the candlelight was extremely faint, and a pair of beautiful eyes were dull and empty.

A trace of disappointment flashed on Mo Qingcheng's handsome face, and then his thin lips raised slightly, and he smiled: "Okay, I'll send you upstairs." The sheets and coverings are all new and all in your preferred color. ”

I hummed warmly, got up, and walked upstairs.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her lonely and lonely back, her handsome thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she always felt that she had been very strange since noon, indescribably cold and resistant.

Why do you feel this way? What does the Su family's affairs have to do with him?

Besides, when something like this happened, she should have needed her own care and support more, why was she alienating herself instead?