Shen Yue really didn't know what to do now.

Maybe it's serious, or maybe it's expected.

Sangfan likes her.

Shen Yue wasn't too surprised, and he could see it, but he wasn't sure.

To be honest, Shen Yue had never seen a boy as big as 1.9 meters crying so badly, and he felt that he was going to cry in the next second, and he was smoking, as if he was being bullied miserably.

Shen Yue closed his eyes, half loudly, raised his hand with difficulty, and touched Sang Fan's face, which was wet, his hair was short, and it felt a little prickly, and it was also wet, it should have been crying and sweating.

What is going on?

Shen Yue wiped the tears on his face with her hand, the effect was very small, the back of her hand and palm were wet, and Sang Fan's throat still made a whimpering sound.

"I'm sorry...... I shouldn't have been so fierce to you......" He hugged the girl tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his own blood, a low and faint cry came out of his throat, and his face was covered with mottled tears, "I will not speak so loudly in the future, I am obedient, I am obedient...... You don't want to go ......."

It is undeniable that in the face of such a Sang Fan, Shen Yue can't be like water, his tears are too hot, and too turbulent, as if he wants to be drowned with her.

Shen Yue blinked, pressed Sang Fan's shoulder with a wet hand, stood on tiptoe with difficulty, leaned over unfamiliarly, and took the initiative to kiss his chin.

Just a tear settled on his chin.

Shen Yue kissed it, a little salty, and a little bitter.

Sang Fan's cry became smaller, he was stunned, as if he was stupid, he lowered his head, obviously he didn't speak, but the helplessness and uneasiness in his eyes hurt people.

He let out a beastly whimper, and wailed to the maiden:

"Yueyue."

Shen Yue hummed softly, and the slender and beautiful fingers like white jade grabbed the fabric on Sang Fan's shoulder, and the blue veins were bulging, fragile and bewitching.

The voice is soft, like a fluttering feather.

"I'm here."

Sang Fan's arms tightened, almost imprisoning her in his arms, urgent, panicked, rude, bending down to kiss Shen Yue's face.

It's like a big net,

Tightly entangled her, sticky and thick.

Shen Yue was almost pinched by Sang Fan's waist and picked up, tiptoe with difficulty, only the toes landed on the ground, his calves were trembling, and his pale and sickly face showed a confused and ignorant expression.

Isn't it good to talk?

How suddenly kissed.

Such......

How can this be?

Shen Yue tightly grabbed the fabric on Sang Fan's shoulder, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if trying his best to hide his inexplicable emotions.

Then, with a strong hand in his hand, he pushed Sang Fan's shoulder, the fabric was crumpled by her, and the gray fabric was stacked between the slender snow-white fingers, and it felt like it would be torn if it was torn any longer.

As if sensing Shen Yue's struggle and disgust, he didn't let go, but his head retreated slightly.

Shen Yue's whole person was confused, his face was hot and about to smoke, and his pale face was rendered with a faint flush, this strange color was like a thick ink stroke.

Before her mind could react, a drop of wetness came from her face.

Shen Yue blinked, first startled, and then looked up, and saw the boy who had finally stopped his tears and was crying again.

His spine trembled softly with a faint cry as he spoke, and the words became indistinct as the droplets fell.

"You, you pushed me away...... You hate me, don't you...... Don't you hate me......"

He was sad to die, his proud face was full of despair, and the tears in his eyes were like a flood that burst the embankment, "I, I'm sad to die......"

This is not a big deal, Shen Yue has to doubt that this tall boy will really cry in the next second.

These, he didn't hold Shen Yue anymore, but sat on the ground, unable to control himself, let go of his throat and cried, crying silently.

Shen Yue was made to cry and laugh by his actions, and also squatted down, raised his hand, and gently put the back of his hand on Sang Fan's hot and wet face, with comfort, I mixed with a trace of helplessness.

"Nope." Shen Yue whispered, "Don't cry. ”

He sobbed and rolled into Shen Yue's arms again, his strong arms tightly wrapped around the girl, like an evil dragon guarding his treasure, not allowing others to covet a single cent.

Shen Yue could only let him.

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Sang Fan had a dream at night, he hadn't dreamed for a long time, because he couldn't sleep at all, and even if he did, he would wake up quickly, not because of nightmares, but because of heart palpitations.

It was as if to warn him.

If he goes back to sleep, a very desperate thing will happen, urging him to wake up quickly, wake up quickly!

This time he fell asleep, and had a relatively lucid dream for the first time in a long time.

The dreams were bizarre, and he felt like he had replayed them countless times in his life when things that had never happened.

He was a strange shell in his dreams, unable to withdraw, feeling his emotions and consciousness, as if he were him.

He saw a red-red-blue-blue light, it was an ambulance.

A pale girl, a white sheet covered in blood.

Someone was holding him, and the sword, piercing two people, the blood fused together, and it was impossible to tell whose it was.

She was gentle and relieved.

"This sword can be regarded as a write-off."

In the next second, the screen turned.

The girl was lying in a bathtub filled with hot water, the faucet was not turned off, and the overflowing water flowed to the ground.

One of her arms hung out, beads of blood condensed on her fingertips.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The sound of blood beads crashing into his ears was like the music of death.

The scenes were so real, as if they had happened in front of his eyes.

Dead in front of him, he could feel the sharp pain that pierced his heart and cut his bones, and he almost convulsed in pain.

He used his hands and feet together, stumbling on the ground and almost crawling over, his hands trembling, and the whole person behind him was shaking.

The girl sat on her knees, motionless, her eyebrows and eyes delicate and pale, and the curve of her bright lips was gentle.

It's like a white jade statue that doesn't get angry or happy.

He didn't dare to touch it, just knelt beside him, and carefully touched the corner of the girl's clothes, and his heart was already beating out, and he was so happy.

"Yue Yue ......"

"Yue Yue ......"

"Sort me out, take care of me......"

It's like an idiot abandoned by his master, lingering obsessively, with infinite tenderness and love flowing from his eyes, he can't pretend to be at all, and his heart issued a warning.

But he was indifferent, and when he saw that the girl ignored him, he shouted mournfully, "Yueyue, don't stop talking, look at me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong......"

He froze

(End of chapter)