Xu He's face was pressed against the pillow, she still didn't move, but the tears in her eyes leaked out of the tails of her eyes one by one, soaking through the pillow.

After a long time, the sound of intermittent water came from the bathroom.

Xu He curled up and lay on the bed, she hugged herself tightly, the tears on her face were mottled, and even the side of her face was pinched out of deep finger marks.

Her pupils were dilated, her eyes were out of focus, and she just looked blankly but powerlessly at a certain place in front of her.

Zhao Pingjin came back from the bathroom and saw that Xu He was still motionless, just like when he left.

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were distracted.

"Go take a shower."

He bent down and hugged her, Xu He didn't struggle, just looked at him with red and swollen eyes, she opened her mouth, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Are you happy?" ”

He didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly.

Xu He let him rinse himself, and then carried him back to the room and put him back on the bed.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Xu He sat up and wanted to get out of bed.

Zhao Pingjin held her wrist, he looked at her, the emotions in his eyes were complicated and dark: "Just now...... I'm sorry. ”

After sobering up, it is impossible not to regret it, he has never treated her like this, even in the unequal relationship at the beginning, he has not tossed her like this.

Xu He turned around and smiled at him, wanting to pull out his wrist: "I asked for it, so there's nothing to be sorry for." ”

He didn't speak, but the hand he held tighter.

"I just went to the bathroom and was a little uncomfortable."

Xu He pushed his hand away, endured the pain and bent down to put on his shoes.

Zhao Pingjin sat there, watching her stand up and walk out slowly.

She went out for a while, and it took about thirty minutes to come back.

lifted the quilt and went to bed, Zhao Pingjin originally thought that she would stay away from him, but unexpectedly, she came over and hugged his waist.

In the dimly lit room, there was only the sound of their intertwined breathing.

Her fingers caressed his back: "Did you take medicine tonight?" ”

Zhao Pingjin shook his head, he forgot about taking medicine.

"Then don't eat it, if you really can't sleep."

Xu He raised his face in his arms and kissed his chin gently: "Sleep, good night." ”

She closed her eyes when she finished speaking, but the hand holding him landed on his back, still gently touching him.

Zhao Pingjin could feel her thin breath on his chest, and she was in his arms, close to him.

It was as if time had been reversed, back to the time before their first breakup.

The same house, the same people, the same quiet, calming and healing nights.

Zhao Pingjin slowly lowered his head, he raised his hand and hugged Xu He tightly.

She seemed to be asleep, not moving.

Zhao Pingjin kissed the side of her cheek and whispered almost silently: "He'er...... Good night. ”

He closed his eyes, her breathing was shallow, but it was like a Ganoderma lucidum elixir, sleepiness and tiredness hit together, his limbs and his entire body gradually relaxed completely, stretched, and fell into a deep sleep with her steady and shallow breathing.

The next day, Zhao Pingjin's biological clock did not work, and when he opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was already very bright.

And his subconscious action was to touch his side.

Empty, without touching the person he thought, Zhao Pingjin sat up all of a sudden.

The room was still the same room, but Xu He's figure was gone.

His heart was beating violently for a moment, and what had happened last night slowly invaded his mind.

He really went a little too far, and in the process, because he thought that she was the same to Tang Zhao as he was to him, he was even more ruthless.

And afterwards, she was so calm and gentle, she didn't even accuse a word.

Zhao Pingjin's hand hanging by his side was still faintly trembling.

The whole house was very quiet, there was no sound.

She should have gone quietly.

After all, she came back to him several times, and he either spoke coldly, or there were other women around him.

Last night, it was almost humiliating to treat her like that.

She doesn't make noise, doesn't cry or complain, it's the real frustration and despair.

Zhao Pingjin's mind was blank, but a sharp buzz sounded in his ears, like the impact of a golden iron horse.

A good night's sleep was like a dream.

Let him be greedy, but reluctant.

He got up and got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and walked out in a bit of a daze, but when he saw the picture in front of him, he was stunned.

The early summer morning sun is clear but clear, refracted through the glass, and a few pots of flowers are not very good on the small balcony.

Xu He was wearing a simple nightdress, her hair was tied up with a headband, revealing her white but small face, she was carrying a water bottle, humming something in her mouth, and the watering can sprinkled a fine mist like silver threads, which was penetrated by the sun, and the fog was covered in front of her face.

Her whole person seemed to be coated with a hazy halo, and her porcelain-white skin seemed to be transparent by the sun.

Zhao Pingjin saw her light turn, it seemed to be a whim, she was carrying a kettle in one hand, but she was carrying a skirt in the other, her back was straight, her neck was slender, like a particularly elegant white swan, standing on her tiptoes and spinning gently.

The movement was not actually very smooth, and several times she didn't get to her feet.

She herself was probably not satisfied, shook her head, stopped moving, and with a look of melancholy and loss on her face, she just stood like that, and did not return to her senses for a while.

Zhao Pingjin knows that her favorite is not English, she has loved dancing since she was a child and wants to be a dancer.

His heart ached violently, and she could always pierce the softest pain in his heart.

Xu He saw him, she was stunned for a moment, put down the kettle, but in the sunlight and flowers, she smiled at him: "You're awake." ”

He didn't speak, but looked at her, thinking that maybe in the next moment she would disappear into the bright sunlight like that silver mist.

Xu He asked again: "Are you hungry?" I made breakfast, both Chinese and Western, what do you want to eat? ”

"Oh yes, I also bought toiletries, but there are no brands in the supermarket here that you are used to, so let's make do with them first?"

He never responded.

Xu He didn't know what he was thinking, she slowly took a few steps forward: "Didn't you sleep well?" ”

"You ...... just now" He frowned slightly, but slowly lowered his eyes, blocking the complicated but sad emotions in his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Clumsy dancing looks ugly, in the future, stop dancing."

After he finished speaking stiffly, he turned around and went straight into the bathroom.

The door slammed shut.

Xu He stood in place in a daze, looking at the closed door, and lowered his eyes again, looking at his two calves.

On the floor, two drops of water suddenly fell, containing vague traces.