Qin Sang was unable to resist his tenderness and weakness, just like she had been unable to stop herself from waking up from a dream in the middle of the night and feeling lost for more than a year.
However, she knew why she had come here for more than a year. It was not for him to find her at this moment, then soften her heart and waste all her previous persistence!
So, when Mo Sen leaned in for a kiss, she hid.
His eyes became cold, even sinister.
It was the first time Qin Sang saw him like this. For a moment, she was frightened, but she still restrained herself and said: "It's getting late today. Go to bed early. You can sleep here. I'll go to Ge Ping's house to sleep!"
But Mo Sen didn't let her go. He stretched out his long arm, and then retracted it gently. Qin Sang was held tightly in his arms, as if she wanted to be embedded in his bones and blood!
"Don't go!" He whispered into the crook of her neck.
Qin Sang's heart softened and his tone softened: "Mo Sen, can you be obedient?"
This almost coaxing tone made all of Mo Sen's obsessions completely collapse. He lowered his head regardless, grabbed the two thin and soft lips, rubbed them, and bit them, as if he wanted to make the past year more
The love that cannot be achieved, the hatred that cannot be achieved all turn into the entanglement of limbs!
He just wants to have her and possess her, and he just wants her to be by his side and never let go!
The price of loss was too heavy. He didn't want to experience it again, and he didn't dare to experience it again.
Qin Sang struggled: "Mo, Mo Sen!"
She couldn't push him away.
Except for that one time when this person forced her, he only lasted for a while before she woke up.
But today, he was sober, he was soberer than anyone else, but he grabbed her and refused to let go!
The smell of blood filled the tip of her tongue and filled her entire mouth. She didn't know if it was hers or his. Her lips were numb, and because of her fierce Kangjue and uncooperativeness, it seemed that his lips were broken between her teeth.
.....
"Sangsang..."
In the lingering love, he babbled.
Qin Sang felt a force from nowhere and pushed the person in front of him away. The space was so tight that he was pushed and hit the corner of the table!
She couldn't control her strength and used all her strength. Qin Sang raised her eyes and saw his facial features wrinkled in pain, and subconsciously covered the hit area with one hand. Qin Sang panicked for a moment and hurried up: "It's okay.
Right? Where did it hit? Let me see!"
"fine."
He gritted his teeth and persisted.
Qin Sang insisted on checking the injury, but he held her down and refused to let him go.
"Let me see!"
As he pulled and pulled, Qin Sang saw the hideous scar on his wrist.
For a moment, her throat seemed to be choked by someone, or like she couldn't hold on to the driftwood after drowning...
Although Mawson quickly flattened the turned-up cuffs and covered them, it was of no avail.
Qin Sang bit her lip and lowered her head.
Then, hold that hand persistently, slowly turn up the sleeve of the wrist, feel the scar with your fingertips, rub it bit by bit, and feel the bulge above the skin!
"How painful it is." She murmured.
Qin Sang is selfish.
How selfish is it?
She had had the same dream countless nights after she learned that Mawson had committed suicide.
In the dream, they went to the beach together.
The soft white sand, the clear water, and the seagulls passing by at low altitude...
They stood on the shore and kissed, regardless of each other, lingering and pathos.
When they let go of each other, they were standing in the water at a certain distance from the seaside. The water was submerged up to their waists. Suddenly, a wave of waves came. Moson was getting further and further away from her, but she was standing on the shore, wanting to reach out.
But he retracted and watched helplessly as he was swept away by the waves...
Every time I wake up, I'm covered in cold sweat.
She let herself forget, not wanting to add guilt to herself, subconsciously instilling in herself that she was not wrong, that she left so that everyone could be relieved, she forced herself not to think about it...
It took her long enough to slowly let herself say goodbye to such a nightmare.
In the end, the damage had been done and could not be undone, and she just barely managed to crawl out of that swamp.
Mo Sen stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of her eyes. Although there were no tears, he wiped them over and over again: "It doesn't hurt."
He seemed to be comforting her, but also seemed to be convincing himself: "It doesn't hurt, it really does."
Qin Sang raised his head, his eyes already wet: "Why do you want to do something that hurts yourself?"
Mohsen was speechless.
why?
Tell her that he had no choice but to choose the most brutal way to force her to show up?
How ridiculous.
Stupid and childish.
She definitely wouldn't like him like this.
"careless."
He blurted out a ridiculous answer that even he didn't notice.
Qin Sang sniffed and glanced away. He couldn't bear to listen to the poor excuse.
Would anyone accidentally cut such a long gash on their wrist?
But the two of them tacitly agreed to completely move away from this topic. The already somewhat stagnant atmosphere was slightly relieved. Qin Sang took out a spare set of quilts from the cabinet: "Can I sleep on the sofa?"
He looked at her, with a hint of grievance in his voice: "Can't we sleep together?"
Seeing that Qin Sang's expression was about to change, Mo Sen immediately changed his tune: "Okay, sleep on the sofa."
It's just that the sofa is very small and narrow. For someone so tall, sleeping all night would be very uncomfortable.
But Qin Sang has thought about it. If he is asked to sleep outside, even if it is only separated by a door, he will definitely not agree easily. Or if she sleeps on the sofa and he sleeps on the bed, he will not agree.
It was already very late and she didn't want to bother anymore.
The nights in the village are very long.
The windows in the dormitory were open, and one could see the huge sky dotted with countless bright stars.
Neither of them spoke, but neither of them fell asleep.
Each other's breathing was even and long, but it was like a calming agent, giving them a sense of security.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Sang heard the sound of turning over several times. She asked in a low voice: "Mo Sen, are you asleep?"
"without."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"...Well."
Qin Sang: "How about we replace him?"
After all, she still couldn't bear it.
It was a tiring journey all the way from Lucheng to get here. I was already suffering, but I had to sleep on such a small sofa, and I couldn't even stretch my arms and legs.
Compared to him, she was petite, so she might not have been as uncomfortable sleeping as him.
The person on the sofa was silent for three seconds. After three seconds, a rustling sound was heard. After a while, Qin Sang felt a figure covering the bed in the hazy moonlight!
Just as she was about to get up, he pushed her down, and she fell asleep next to her: "I promise, I won't do anything!"
Before Qin Sang spoke, he made a solemn promise.
Qin Sang: "..."
He really didn't do anything, he just gently held her waist. After a while, the breathing on the back of her neck became lighter.
This night, he slept extremely peacefully.
But Qin Sang couldn't sleep.
She almost didn't sleep all night, and it wasn't until the sky turned fish-belly white that she couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, the place next to the bed was empty and cold, and the furnishings in the room were the same as before. For a moment, she felt that last night seemed to be a dream, a nightmare that would not wake people up in the middle of the night.
.
Now, I woke up from the dream.
Just as I was thinking this, there was a sound of playing outside the window.
On weekends, when there is nothing to do, students will come to the school playground because they have no place to play.
Some skip rope, some play basketball or football.
Qin Sang got up and washed up. The bathroom window faced the playground. When the lawn was green and yellow, a group of boys were playing football. Among them, a tall and thin figure was particularly eye-catching, because usually men and women played separately.
Students are gathered together at this moment.
Precisely because there were many female classmates sitting on the grass nearby cheering, the boys played football with unexpected high spirits, as if they were drunk!
Although those girls cheered only for that thin man.
It is really popular with girls, young and old!
Qin Sang laughed and spit out the foam in his mouth, then picked up a handful of water and washed his face.
There is no need to put on makeup here. She only needs to do some simple basic cleansing occasionally. Most of the time, like now, she just uses a little water.
In the mirror, her skin is still so tender that it can be broken by a blow. God treats her really well!
Coming out of the dormitory, you pass by a small cubicle that can be called a living room, with a rice cooker and stove.
Last weekend, Ge Ping went out with her to buy an induction cooker. Normally, she could cook here by herself if she had nothing to do.
At this time, the cooking light of the rice cooker was on, and the fragrance of rice was faintly revealed from inside.
Exiting the living room leads directly to the playground.
Qin Sang didn't go, but looked at the doorframe with a faint smile on her lips.
Mo Sen stopped from the chase, and when he turned around, he saw her standing there like this. The tenderness accumulated over the years was best explained in her.
At that moment, he wanted time to freeze.
But there is no magic in this world.
Time will pass and will not stop.
After playing football early in the morning, Moson was sweating all over. After seeing her, he bent over and said something to the boys, and then walked towards her.
"Breakfast is ready."
He smiled happily at her.
Mawson didn't know how long it had been since he smiled like this.
Qin Sang shook his head: "I don't know. It's the first time I've used it. I don't know how to count it as familiar."
Mo Sen chuckled and took her hand into the house: "I'm so sorry that I have expropriated your first use right."
Breakfast is ready, white and glutinous rice porridge, and two corns.
She had bought them all from the town before.
"I'll take a shower first, wait for me for a while and let's eat together, okay?"
Qin Sang paused as he was about to serve the porridge, then looked at him and said, "Hmm," "But there is no water heater here."
His steps paused as he seemed to realize this problem.
But soon he slightly opened his thin lips: "It doesn't matter, I can just take a cold shower."
Qin Sang blurted out and asked: "What should I do if I catch a cold?"
He glanced at her with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes: "That's just right!"