"Let me tell you a pillow story gently, once upon a time there was a Rapunzel princess, who quietly fell in love with a frog, and the frog sang for her every day, and the king and queen were against him, but the princess said that he was my sweetheart, and I couldn't say goodbye to him like this, who knows, the little frog turned into a prince, escaped from the palace with his princess, and eloped to a place where no one bothered, and from then on the two of them, happily together, this is his and her fairy tale, wo--wo--wo--wo--wo--wo--

The song echoed softly in my ears.

He sang the story of the prince and the princess and told his and her fairy tales.

Something fell on her face, like droplets of water, it was warm, she frowned slightly, but soon stretched out again, she subconsciously knew that it was his tears, but it gave her infinite warmth.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that Lin Jianxi fell asleep.

The drugs and alcohol in the body probably slowly dissipated, and the girl's face finally returned to normal.

He carefully helped her change into pajamas, tucked her quilt, and then dressed himself, sat at the head of the bed, and accompanied her all night.

.......

The morning light came in and sprinkled gently on the head of the bed.

Lin Jianxi woke up slowly from his deep sleep, his head hurt a little, he reached out and rubbed it, and it took three or four seconds before he was completely awake.

At the same time, he wrapped himself in the quilt and sat up straight, and when he saw that this was Lin Xiangyang's room, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no one else in the room, just herself, on the other side of the bed, no one had to sleep, and the sheets and pillows were cold.

She moved the futon, put the pillow upright, and wanted to lean against the head of the bed for a while, but when the palm of her hand touched the head of the bed, she found that it was gentle, and when she looked closely, the head of the bed sank a little, as if she had sat there all night.

The door to the room was gently opened.

The boy appeared by the door, milk and cake in his hand.

He saw that Lin Jianxi was awake, quickened his steps, and came to her, "Wake up, how do you feel?" ”

Lin Jianxi still remembers last night's experience, although the picture is very fragmented, she knows that it was Lin Xiangyang who saved her.

"My head is a little heavy and a little painful."

Lin Jianxi said as he moved his right hand, and the punch was probably hard and hurt his bones.

Lin Xiangyang put down the milk and cake, sat down and naturally hugged her into his arms, "Don't be afraid, no matter what the result is, what will happen in the future, I will be there, as long as you don't dislike me, I will always be there." ”

Last night, Lin Xiangyang thought about it all night.

Almost anything could have come to mind.

He thought that she might get pregnant, no matter who the father of the child was, he would not dislike it, as long as it was her child, he would treat it as his own.

It is also possible that because of this blow, from now on, no one will be allowed to get close, it doesn't matter, then he will be the person behind her, always support her, and accompany her all the way.

He also thought that if she couldn't bear the blow and had mental problems, then he would accompany her and receive treatment together.

In short, he has to be by her side for the rest of his life.

Lin Jianxi turned her head and looked at Lin Xiangyang, she didn't understand the meaning of his words, she said that she was in pain, but he said that no matter what the result is, what will happen in the future, are there any inevitable relationships between the two?

"Brother Xiangyang, I'm talking about hand pain, why do you say that I don't dislike you."

Hand...... Hand pain.......

Hands hurt?

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