She clearly felt the man's body stiffen, and then he held her with a sharp increase, and pulled her desperately and hard into his arms.

He hugged her a little painfully, and she tried to break free from his arms a little, but before she could move, he lowered his head, buried his face in her shoulders and neck, laughed lowly, and then rubbed his head against hers, and chuckled softly, as if something to be happy about.

Song Qingchun's action of wanting to break free suddenly stopped, and she paused for a few seconds before turning her head sideways and looking at Su Zhinian.

The man's head rested on her shoulder, his long eyelashes drooping, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and the corners of his pale lips without any blood were grinning because he was grinning, revealing neat white teeth.

His smile is like a dazzling sun on a summer afternoon, especially brilliant and bright.

This kind of him, on weekdays, is almost like two people, his whole body is glowing with soft light, which makes people feel warm and approachable, not like before, obviously in front of him, but he feels that the distance is out of reach.

Song Qingchun was a little stunned for a while.

But he smiled and smiled, and the corners of his lips gradually tightened: "I really want to be able to hold you like this for the rest of my life...... But I know that you don't want to, and even you hate me in your heart, and you want to stay away from me, right? ”

"I've been looking for you for so many years, why don't you remember me?"

His expression seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog at this moment, and he became a little dazed, and he retracted his arm around her, and did not speak again, but silently deepened the embrace.

This hug, like the way he looked at her that night when he said to her, "I won't touch you again", made her a little panicked.

Song Qingchun couldn't understand what he was talking about at all, she saw that his eyes were closed and his expression was a little confused, she thought that he might be because he had a fever, and he was talking nonsense, but from his expression and between the lines, she felt that he seemed to be talking to herself, but he forgot him, and it didn't look like herself.

There was silence in the room, except for the breath of two people.

After I don't know how long, I said softly: "...... But it doesn't matter, it's good to be able to hug you like this once. ”

After speaking, he slowly let go of the arm holding Song Qingchun, and then stretched out his hand to grab her arm around his waist, and moved away from him little by little.

He wanted to be able to hold her all the time, until the sky was desolate, but even in his seriously ill and unconscious dreams, he still didn't dare to hold her for too long.

He put her hand back beside her, and the person moved to the other side of the bed, putting a certain distance from her, and then said thank you: "Thank you......"

The corners of his lips curved very softly, and he smiled very sincerely, and the brief hug just now seemed to make him feel extremely satisfied and contented with the whole world.

His smile really looked like he was very happy from the bottom of his heart, but for some reason, Song Qingchun felt that there was endless sadness behind his smile, which made her heart hurt sullenly.

She was obviously the most hated and afraid of his approach, and he let go of her so much that she should have turned and run away from his bedroom, but she had once again fallen into his arms as before.