Zheng Xichen didn't seem to realize that her door had been opened, and she was still immersed in her own world, as if nothing in the outside world could disturb her.

It wasn't until a slender and straight long leg suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her dull vision, that she slowly raised her head, looked at the handsome but somewhat tired face of the man in front of her through the moonlight, and smiled stupidly: "Why are you here?" ”

Quan Ye looked at her embarrassed appearance of no one or ghost, and her good-looking eyebrows furrowed, and she didn't like to see her smiling with Quan Guo on weekdays showing such a look.

"Look what you look like? Why don't you go and groom yourself? ”

"Oh......"

Zheng Xichen replied, but he didn't take action, but moved to a more remote corner on the side, and his little face was once again successfully sprinkled with the glow of stars and moons.

The starlight made her whiter a little, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she flickered even more bewildered under the starlight, looking like a glass doll about to break, and her porcelain-like skin seemed to shatter at the touch of it.

"Don't you understand me?"

Quan Ye was angry, he was already upset by Zhang Xiaorong's affairs, but now when he came back and saw Zheng Xichen's soft appearance, the irritability in his heart was much worse, and even his movements began to be rough.

I saw him angrily pulling Zheng Xichen's slender arm and pulling her up from the ground, I don't know if he deliberately didn't see it or because of the night, he didn't seem to notice a few red marks on her arm that were pinched out by himself, and her deep eyes were full of anger.

"Zheng Xichen, if you don't want to do it, get out of here now! Who are you looking for? ”

seemed to be awakened by Quan Ye's words, staring at Quan Ye's face in a daze, the corners of his mouth were slightly downward, and even his mouth was inexplicably bitter.

"Good ......" her voice was very bitter and hoarse, like a person who had just come out of the desert, thirsting for water, but when he walked into the oasis, he found that it was a mirage, lonely and helpless.

"I'll go."

She staggered, trying to struggle out of Quan Ye's hands, but no matter how she struggled in the wrong state now, it was useless, and for Quan Ye, she was just teasing and struggling perfunctorily.

"Zheng Xichen, give me a little normal!"

Quan Ye couldn't help but yell, and even his neck couldn't help but turn red.

It was the first time he had been so angry with her, and even he didn't know why.

Maybe I'm too tired.

He comforted himself like this, and looked at Zheng Xichen, who was hanging his head, he lifted his breath lightly and rubbed his eyes tiredly: "If you know that you are wrong, go get me the bath water......"

However, before he finished speaking, there was a slight crunch that was obviously very subtle, even inaudible, but he could clearly hear the crunch, as if it was the voice in his heart.

Quan Ye opened his tired eyes that were a little bloodshot, and after seeing it clearly, the original fatigue and impatience in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I saw that under the silver-white moonlight, Zheng Xichen's eyes were shining with a little starlight as if they were filled with water, and a crystal sparkle on his beautiful face slid down in a hurry, like a meteor in the night sky, like a bright light that flashed away.

Quan Ye looked at Zheng Xichen in a daze, he had never seen it before, at that moment he was like a log, he didn't dare to move when he stood still, and he didn't even notice that his hand was lightly opened a little.

"You ......"

What happened to you.

These words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and no matter what he did, he couldn't say it.

Time passed minute by minute, Quan Ye was like a guard guarding the treasure, gently put her hand down again, looked at the strangulation marks on the white arm, and for a moment the throat was as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle.

At this time, she was like a glass doll that was very fragile, tears could not stop dripping down her cheeks on the floor, making a snapping sound, her eyes stared straight ahead, obviously the tip of her nose was red, and she stubbornly suppressed her embarrassed cry, only to hear one slight sobbing after another.

Kwon Ye lamented, the hand holding the tissue stopped in the air and did not fall on her face, for a long time, he pursed his thin lips, and the paper fell to the ground as if it had been abandoned by him.

Before Zheng Xichen could react from his stunned, a strong man's breath suddenly came to his face, and the smell of wind and dust from the outside world was mixed with a little breeze on his body, even if he was tired for a day, it was not unpleasant.

Zheng Xichen's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that Quan Ye would actually hold him.

This is already the first time? Does she ...... Not a babysitter?

She was confused, confused, and even thinking about whether to push Quan Ye away. But she found that she was a little greedy for his taste, greedy for the feeling of being held by him, warm and comfortable.

His deep voice whispered softly in her ear, but it was the best concerto of the night: "Cry if you want, there is nothing to be ashamed of." ”

This sentence seemed to break the last line of defense in her heart, she suddenly cried loudly, her hand tightly grasped the corner of Quan Ye's clothes, and the whole person lay on him, greedily asking for the warmth of every corner of his arms.

"Why did they do this to me...... Why...... Did I do anything wrong......"

The sound of her crying voice made him feel very distressed, and the hand around her thin body gradually tightened, as if she was afraid that in the next second, as soon as he let go, she would return to her previous ghostly appearance.

"Yes, you're not wrong."

He has never comforted others, even Yan Yi is no exception, she even laughed at him for being a wooden man who could not comfort people without saying a word.

But now, he felt the fragility of the person in his arms, and he couldn't help but want to comfort her, to be a harbor she could rely on, to want her to cry freely in his arms, even if he cried his expensive suit dirty, he would no longer mind.

"Woo...... Why, people, by birth, have different fate......"

"Why do I have to live so aggrieved, Quan Ye...... It's so tiring to be alive......"

I'm so tired......

My heart suddenly tightened, and a touch of uneasiness hurriedly swept by.

Quan Ye hugged Zheng Xichen tightly, and kept cursing his previous ferocity in his heart, he really shouldn't have been so fierce to her, he could already see that her mood was worse than his own.

He even began to fear losing her, which felt richer and more real than before.

"Then come back here and I'll help you." Quan Ye lowered her eyes, her head gradually buried in her warm neck, greedily breathing in the faint fragrance between her hair.

"Zheng Xichen, you have to remember, I won't allow you to say another tired word in the future, I won't let you feel tired, you have to live well."

"How is that possible...... How...... Maybe......" Zheng Xichen smiled self-deprecatingly, the so-called society, the so-called reality.

Her father and stepmother are pressing forward step by step, she is already on the verge of living, how can she not feel tired anymore? She suddenly felt that she would say such childish words when she was mature and in power.

"How could it not be? You've got me. Kwon Ye paused and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "As long as you stay with me." ”

Zheng Xichen's delicate body was shocked, as if he couldn't believe that Quan Ye would say such a thing to himself, but his hand unconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes.

She was afraid that it was all an illusion, she wanted to wake herself up, but she didn't want to wake herself up from her dream so quickly.

Zheng Xichen, Zheng Xichen, when did you become so stupid? I'm even immersed in fantasy.

She smiled stupidly, her body suddenly lightened, and there was a sudden air barrier between her and him.

Zheng Xichen raised his head and looked at Quan Ye, it was obviously such an unreal dream, why was the tenderness in his eyes so deep, so deep?

The scorching breath was getting closer and closer, and even she could clearly feel her heart beating violently, and her weak butterfly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if to interpret the disbelief in her heart.

In the next second, her cold and hot lips gently covered her chapped, and her lips and teeth trembled, and she couldn't believe that the damp heat between her lips could belong to the man in front of her.

It wasn't until a fiery spirit tongue burst into her fragrant mouth that she suddenly woke up, but quickly indulged in his gentle but domineering attack, gradually softened, and took off her so-called resolute disguise.

So it's all true? Or was it just her dream?

Zheng Xichen's heart was full of uncertainty, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes to see the truth in front of him, for fear that as soon as he opened his eyes, everything would be a vanity, and he would disappear without a trace in front of her.

The broken threads between the lips and teeth were mixed with the hot and humid panting of the two of them, and even the bright moon couldn't help but pull over a cloud to cover her brilliance, leaving time and space to the two people in the room.

The phone on the table stopped ringing for a long time, but suddenly lit up again.

A text message reminded Zheng Xichen of its arrival, only to see the words "father" appear on the screensaver interface of the mobile phone.

"Daughter, are you okay?"

In just a few words, it seems to have exhausted all the courage of the sender for so long.

It's not as polite as borrowing money from her in the past, but there is a heavy worry in just a few words.

The clouds on the horizon gradually moved away, and the bright light swept the earth again, Zheng Xichen stared at the eyes of the man in front of him, and the heaviness in his heart seemed to be like what he said, with him, he would not feel tired.