Xiang Tianqing lowered his eyes, feeling his body temperature, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

After all, she couldn't be as decisive as she imagined......

Yin Shaolong, tell me, what should I do?

"You promised me that I wouldn't disappear for no reason......" Yin Shaolong muttered again, like a wronged child, lingering.

Her heart was also throbbing, and she wanted to find an excuse to explain why she didn't answer the phone, but she couldn't say a word when the words came to her mouth.

If they weren't destined to be together, why would she give him hope again and hurt him again and again.

"I'm a little tired today, shall we talk tomorrow?"

Yin Shaolong slowly let go of her, his narrow phoenix eyes looked directly into her eyes, with a touch of vulnerability, not like usual with a touch of amorous determination, after a while, he finally spit out a "good" word.

Seeing the fragility of his eyes, Xiang Tianqing's heart ached inexplicably, and the kind of involuntary pain made her eyes begin to pantothenic.

He opened his mouth several times to comfort him, but in the end he couldn't say a word, just said softly: "Then I'll go back to the room first." ”

But at the moment when she turned around, Yin Shaolong suddenly reached out and grabbed her: "Let's sleep together, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Xiang Tianqing's body instantly stiffened a little, looked at the man in front of him in a daze, and then avoided his gaze, and was about to refuse: "We are still ......"

"I won't touch you."

Yin Shaolong interrupted with a touch of eagerness, and there was a touch of earnestness in his eyes.

He was really afraid that when he woke up, it was all a dream, he was really afraid that she would suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye, he never knew that his courage could be so small.

As if he was still afraid that she would refuse, Yin Shaolong said softly again: "I'm alone, I'll be afraid." ”

Xiang Tianqing was slightly stunned, looking at him distractedly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing that she was always silent, the corners of Yin Shaolong's mouth pulled out a lonely smile, and without saying anything more, he let go of her and turned back to the bedroom.

Xiang Tianqing was still standing in place, and a few minutes passed before he came back to his senses and turned back to the bedroom.

After taking a shower, she sat in front of the dresser and lost her mind, looking at the music box in front of her, gently fiddling with it.

The sound of intermittent music kept sounding in the room, but the person at the table seemed a little absent-minded, and the words he had just said always came to mind involuntarily.

It was approaching ten o'clock, and it seemed that he did not plan to continue to struggle.

Closing the lid of the music box and putting it back in its place, he sighed softly, hugged the quilt and stopped in front of his bedroom door.

There was silence for a while, as if she was thinking about how to speak, but in the end she pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was filled with smoke, which made her cough a few times, and in a sense of disgust, she vaguely saw a figure leaning on the head of the bed, and Xiang Tianqing's gaze fell on him.

Yin Shaolong was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect her to suddenly appear in the room.

I couldn't help but sit up straight for a while, and the cigarette butt in my hand still emitted a bright and dark fire.

Xiang Tianqing glanced at him, and finally didn't say anything, just put the quilt on the bed, got up and opened the window and door for a while.

It wasn't until she was already lying on her side that Yin Shaolong came back to his senses, looking at her figure with her back to her, her thin lips trembling lightly and hooking up a shallow arc.