"What's wrong?" Fu Tingyuan caught her body, lowered his head and asked.

Luo Nanchu put his arms around his waist and buried his face in his arms silently.

She was a little angry in her heart, but more of it was pain, feeling sorry for him, and feeling sorry for the three years he spent alone. In those three years, he had lived like this, but she thought he was doing well.

Yan Qingfeng was right, they all felt that it was for his good to do this. But whether it's good or not, who has the final say?

She just felt sorry for him, she felt sorry for him.

Her eyes were sore and swollen, and her heart was about to crack, she never knew that one day, she would feel sorry for Fu Tingyuan and feel distressed like this.

She hugged him tightly, the whole person leaned on him, and a man's low chuckle came from her ears, "Luo Nanchu, are you being coquettish?" ”

Luo Nanchu bit his lip and raised his head to look at Fu Tingyuan's face.

His eyebrows were gentle and calm, bathed in pale golden sunlight, and his whole person seemed to be glowing. The jet-black eyes, pale brown dyed by the sun, had clear pupils, and their faces were softly reflected. However, Luo Nanchu couldn't help but think, now, does he really think that she exists, or just thinks that this is another illusion of a dream?

But he looked so normal, he was sick early in the morning, but he still looked so normal, so normal, if it wasn't for his excesses, everyone wouldn't think he had completely collapsed.

- She was distressed because she thought that in those three years, he alone gradually collapsed in his memories, but no one could help him, and no one understood his pain.

Even she didn't know about Fu Tingyuan's pain in those three years.

He disguised himself so well that he couldn't even notice it to his relatives. Even when I was sick, I just went to the hospital by myself.

Maybe he is the only one in the whole world who knows how bad he is.

He made himself sick, and he needed her so much, but he didn't tell her.

“…… Why didn't you tell me? Her voice trembled slightly, and her voice was tense and hoarse from pain, "You obviously need me, don't you?" Why didn't you tell me? You love me, don't you? Fu Tingyuan, why don't you let me stay like before? Her voice choked, "You've been living here for half a year!" Even if you tell me, I won't let you stay in a place like this for six months! How can you make yourself like this after I finally let go? God knows how much time it took me to accept that I couldn't be with you! You are excessive, you know? Why are you pretending to be indifferent in front of me! If you tell me to stay, I'll stay! ”

Fu Tingyuan was silent for a long time, he lowered his eyes to look at her, the gentle look on his face gradually faded, but his eyebrows frowned slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, but after a long time, he slowly raised his hand and held her face.

The sun was obscured by a small dark cloud, and his face was silent in an obscure shadow, and his eyes were gradually dyed a deep black.

He whispered, "At the beginning, I didn't dare. ”

“……”

"How dare I force you again because of myself?" He slowly hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder socket, his voice was very soft and a little ethereal, "I have done too many wrong things to keep you in a coma for three years. But...... What if you were dead three years ago? What should I do? Am I supposed to tell myself that it's not my fault that all this is all this? Even if you're not dead, I can't get away with it. ”