Jun Li was unexpected, surprised, confused, and confused all poured into his dizzy mind with the wine, and a heart had already been disturbed by her. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he stayed as if he didn't know Thorn, and he couldn't imagine that this little girl could say such a thing just now, but suddenly he knew that everything was true, for he didn't know that Thorn was such a man who dared to say anything.

"Thorn ......" He looked at her helplessly holding the pillow and crying until she didn't dare to show her face, no matter how hard and defensive her heart was, it would collapse in an instant. "Do you understand" - Thorn, how I don't understand. I don't understand now, you just want me to know, even if you know that you and I can only stop here, but you never regret that you have accompanied me like this during this time - how can I not understand, because I myself am the same, and I only feel that the most cherished time in this life is to be with you. But......

-- After all the good things, there is always a "but". But he hated it so much, he hated never to think about it.

"Thorn, it's me who is bad, you ...... Don't cry. He raised his hand, but he didn't dare put it on her shoulder.

What is the use of such weak words? The thorn smothered in the pillow, whining and crying. "I just don't understand......," she said intermittently and indistinctly, "good one, you always go...... What do you always feel sad about? I ...... I'm not afraid, you...... What are you afraid of?"

Jun Li felt another pain in his heart. Yes, you think all you want until you are happy, but I ...... I had to think much further and more. But how dare I say now that I am right, that it is for your good—and if it is for your good, how can I make you sad and make you cry before me?

The more she cried, the more out of breath. Jun Li had just tried to pull the pillow with her hand, but she felt that she was busy and struggled to break away, still pressing tightly on her face.

"Thorn, don't cry, it's going to be suffocated. Jun Li really had no choice, "I'm not sad, isn't it okay, let's talk well, okay?"

He tried his best to coax her, but his "all-in" was also mediocre and pitiful. The stinger just shook his head desperately, ignoring his words that didn't sound like he meant it.

"You...... Are you trying to force me?" he was anxious and angry, "you want me...... I don't want you to cry, I don't want you to cry again, I ...... I ......"

He said that he had nothing to say, and suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged the little girl in front of him with the pillow. He didn't want to admit that he had the urge to hold her tightly like that so many times, but he never dared, never really did it - and now she cried like this, and he wondered what could calm her down and free himself except to hug her like this?

"Relief" -- is it a relief to finally hold her in his arms? Is it an irretrievable choice? The moment he hugged her, he couldn't even believe himself, and the feeling was hardly any tenderness, but full of panic. But even if he was flustered, and even mixed with a trace of remorse, he could no longer push her away again, pretending that none of this had happened.

The person in his arms naturally trembled all over, and the cry weakened sharply, and it really stopped.

He didn't know what to say, or it was better to say nothing. All he knew was that he had lost again, and that he was even more hopelessly than any of them. The hardest of determinations turned out to be completely vulnerable in front of her, and every time they tried to get away from her, they only made the two of them tighter and tighter. That fate really can't escape, otherwise, who is in the dark, leaning behind him to push so hard?

The thorn's body finally softened, and a pair of eyes were willing to climb out of the pillow, timidly looking at him, but they didn't dare to look up at him, so they could only shrink into his arms with some residual tears.

"How dare you hold me......" she said softly, incredulously, after she had calmed down, "you ...... You coward, when will you dare to hug me......"

“...... You're just because I'm really drunk today," Jun Li muttered, his voice revealing his six gods and mental trance at the moment, "I also think I am drunk myself, otherwise, how dare I, how dare I ......!"

But then there were six gods and no masters, but those hands did not let go of her. The thorn was quiet for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his arms and put his backhand around his waist.

"Even if you don't dare, I dare. She had a vicious look of revenge.

Until a long time later, Jun Li could not forget the feeling in his heart at this moment, but after a long time, he never found any words to describe it. It seemed to be mixed with all the flavors he knew—so beautiful, so bitter, so happy, so helpless. All the sensations seemed to be crumpled together, and became an indescribable touch of the heart—that was her name, and from the very beginning, it was destined to pierce deep into his heart like a thorn, and to be with all his joys and sorrows, and to die forever.

The thorn hugged him, and when he heard Jun Li's silence, he was slightly worried in his heart. "Are you angry again?" she whispered.

"Nope. Jun Li smiled bitterly.

"Are you still in a bad mood right now?" asked Thorn Nene.

“...... All right. "That's true. Whether this ending is the result he really wants, but the depression has really subsided and become invisible, even if he wants to be sad and melancholy, it seems that he can't be sad and melancholy.

"Then ......," muttered Thorn, "to make you happy, but you made me cry, how are you going to compensate me?"

"Sorry for you?" Jun Li is not headless, "Total ...... Do you want me to cry for you?"

"Who wants to see you cry!" the thorn sat up from his arms. "Hmph, I want you to promise me two conditions. ”

"The conditions have been thought out so quickly?" Jun Li looked a little helpless after realizing it. "You haven't been planning for a long time?"

"In short, if you are not good, you should promise me. "Besides, I don't want to put forward any unreasonable conditions, the first one is that you are not allowed to be so cruel to me in the future, and you are not allowed to scold me and yell at me for no reason, this condition is finally reasonable, right?"

Jun Li remembered that he really didn't have a reason to scold her so sharply, and he was also ashamed, and nodded: "Okay." ”

The stinger sniffed and smiled. "Well, the second condition is - you have to promise me that you will not be left alone in the future. There's nothing upset about you, but suddenly you're upset yourself - I'm not happy when I look at you like this. ”

"This ......" Jun Li hesitated. It's okay not to yell at her, but it's not that easy to force this self-who has always thought a lot not to think so much.

"Can't make a promise?" Thorn pouted at him, "So what I said today was in vain, and I cried in vain?"

"No, stab, it's actually ......" he tried to open his mouth for the first time, trying to reveal some of his heart to her, but when the words came to his mouth, he became confused where to start.

Thorn saw him embarrassed, "Then let me ask you, if we are going to die tomorrow, will you still have those so-called worries and anxieties?"

"What nonsense!" Jun Li frowned, "Don't say such unlucky things, okay?"

"I'm just asking if you're still so worried!" "My dad used to tell me that he's always been the kind of person who thinks a lot, and has a lot of worries all the time—so it's not pleasant a lot of the time. However, he said that in the end, he could not avoid any more disasters and gain more benefits than those who thought less, because those who always thought about them may not have happened, and even if they did, they might not have the same as they imagined. We've encountered so many dangers along the way that we couldn't even think of, isn't it good to be okay now?"

Seeing that Jun Li was still silent, her face showed some helplessness, and her hand gently touched the back of his hand. "If you don't think so, forget it, don't be unhappy with me again. She smiled, "Anyway, you'll be better today - if it's like this today, I'll always have a way." ”

Jun Li looked at her. Her words made him look like a child, and she was a complete adult, coaxing him, accommodating him, and taking care of him. The stinger has stood up. "You rest early, Lu Daxia is still waiting for me below, I'm going to leave quickly." ”

"Thorns. Jun Li backhanded her and held her soft and warm hand. "I ...... It's not that I won't say yes, but ......," he paused, "you...... Give me some time, okay? Let me think about it. I know it's all up to me, but I don't want to do it again. ”

A few hints of light red appeared on the thorn's face, perhaps from the hand he was holding, or perhaps from the solemnity in his words. He had to think about more than just whether she agreed to her terms or not, right? What he needed to think about was about his and her future—everything about him and her, right?

She knew what a man he was for expressing himself—at least in this matter, in front of her, as he had always been, but therefore he was serious enough to say something—so she was moved enough when he said so. "I know you haven't figured it out yet, it's going to take some time. She bowed her head, not without shyness, but also solemnly, "I just want you to know that I have always regarded these days with you as a gift from God to me - every additional day is an additional day of happiness." So you...... You don't have to worry about anything, just make the decisions you want to make the most. ”

He nodded. The hand slipped out of his palm. She was gone, but the half-light and half-darkness in the room seemed to be full of her tenderness.

He sat alone on the edge of the bed, and his heart began to beat faster, like a response that had been delayed for too long. I don't know if everything about Shicai is like a dream, and he still can't change his past decision?

He blew out the lights, slowly took off his shoes and socks and coat, and lay down on the bed. The pillow was still wet, full of her tears. Thorns, if, as you say, you can know with certainty that we will only live until tomorrow, that would be fine. My sorrow and confusion are nothing but my lack of knowing where and to whom the future calamities will come from. I don't even dare to see my dear parents, so how can I "have no scruples about anything" as you say?

After all, my heart is still a mess, but I am wrapped in the tenderness that remains in this room, but it is no longer the mood when Shicai drinks alone. He knew that she was the irreplaceable light that appeared in his dark destiny - without which he believed that he would remain alone in this darkness until the end of this life - but how could he know where he would lead himself if he followed this light?