Chapter Seventy-Four: Don't Make a Mess (1)
He used to rarely let her cry when they were together, and now, he didn't want to hear her cry, it hurt like a flesh on the tip of his heart.
Ye Zhichen tried to soften his voice, "Shu'er, don't cry, okay, your eyes ...... Don't cry, it's okay, it's my mistake, I shouldn't have said this, Shu'er......"
The woman's gradually lowered cry made Ye Zhichen slowly quiet down.
Three years, there was a three-year gap between them, the mountain alliance and sea vows they loved three years ago, but three years later, they could only hold their mobile phones and listen to each other's uncontrollable cries.
It's like a contrast, but it's also a kind of irony.
Three years ago, he lost her, and three years later, it seems that there is no way to get it back.
When Zhuang Luofei drove the car to Ye Zhichen's apartment, all that was left in the car was the low choking sound of a man and the sobbing sound of a woman on his mobile phone.
The voice was buzzing, and Zhuang Luofei's scalp was numb when he listened.
Zhuang Luofei took the mobile phone from Ye Zhichen's hand and put it to his ear, his voice was suppressed, "Xian Shu, we have arrived." ”
With a sobbing sound, there was a soft hum.
Zhuang Luofei still couldn't help it, and called in a low voice, "Xian Shu, in fact, he hasn't had a good time in the past three years, he misses you too much, three years, any complaints about him I think you can let go when you see him now." ”
"Ah Luo," Lan Xianshu's light voice was a little crying, "I don't hate him, it's just that it's impossible for us anymore, and I don't want to delay ......him anymore."
Zhuang Luofei also understood the meaning of her words, and didn't want to make her sad.
"Xian Shu, if you love each other, all obstacles are no longer obstacles."
Lan Xian smiled bitterly, "Ah Luo is late, you can send him back." ”
I didn't want to say any more, he didn't understand, and she didn't want to explain.
Lan Xianshu had already said this, Zhuang Luofei didn't say anything anymore, and hung up the phone with a sentence of "Okay, goodbye, good night".
And over there, Ye Zhichen, who was crying and crying, was already asleep.
When Lan Xianshu returned to the room, Xiao Lanlan was sitting on the bed alone, holding the little yellow duck in her hand.
Put Lan Lan into the quilt, twist her feet, and stroke her forehead, "Why did you wake up?" ”
Lan Lan stared at her.
"Did Mom wake you up?" Lifted the quilt and got in, hugged Xiao Lanlan, "Sleep, mom holds you." ”
When Ye Zhichen woke up, the sun had already risen in the sky, and the sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and he couldn't open his eyes.
Headache terrible,
He rolled twice on the bed with his head covered, and then fell off the bed with a bang, and his head touched the cabinet at the head of the bed, and there was another heart-rending pain.
This is the scene that Zhuang Luofei saw when he walked in.
Ye Zhichen curled up under the bed, holding his head like a pig arching to the ground.
The eyelids were rolling badly.
I really couldn't imagine that I came in early in the morning and saw such a fragrant scene.
Someone was half-covered by a quilt, and Zhuang Luofei wanted to swallow saliva when he looked at his slender legs and misty expression.
It's just that......
A slap on his head, "What do you think, I'm also a man." ”
After comforting himself three times, Zhuang Luofei walked over and resigned himself to moving someone who had not yet recovered from the pain to the bed.
"Ye Zhichen, you are really talented, I should take a picture of your appearance yesterday, so that you still pretend to be paralyzed in front of me every day......"