With a "bang--", the tall figure fell straight to the floor.
Qian Lianxia was still in a daze, and after she came to her senses, she hurriedly ran to him, knelt down and shook his body, "Ye Shengge, wake up, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, wake up, you
Wake up!" Qian Lianxia shook his body desperately, tears welling up in her eyes.
She didn't want to cry, she really didn't want to cry, but she just didn't know why she was crying.
He seemed to feel the pain of falling, but he just grunted. Yuanshan's clear eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if they were locked in deep sorrow. The evil charm was gone from his smooth face, and his reddish cheeks showed
He drank a lot of wine.
As if coveting the warmth of this embrace, Ye Shengge frowned and leaned uneasily into Qian Lianxia's embrace, unaware that this subtle movement was as natural as a child looking for its mother's embrace.
Qian Lianxia's body froze and she didn't even dare to breathe, "Ye Shengge, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Shengge, who was leaning in her arms, breathed slightly and seemed to have fallen into a dream.
Qian Lianxia didn't dare to move, so she kept sitting on the ground with him.
After a long, long time, Qian Lianxia never heard any sound from him again, only An Ran's breathing panting, her face darkened, didn't he just fall asleep like this?
She pushed him, and sure enough, he didn't move at all. She rolled her eyes helplessly, resignedly dragging him up, and walked to the bed step by step with difficulty.
Her thin body dragged his tall figure, and Ye Shengge's two long legs almost dragged across the floor.
Finally, as the bed was approaching, Qian Lianxia put down his arm and was about to push him onto the bed behind her. However, one of them lost control and was pressed by his heavy body, causing them to fall down on the bed together with him.
superior.
Qian Lianxia's face fell into the quilt, and one of his legs was still pressing her body. She breathed in the few air in her chest after being pressed hard by him, and threw his long leg over with all her strength.
aside.
Ye Shengge's face was also thrown into the quilt like hers, and Qian Lianxia turned over his body without complaint before placing him properly on the bed.
On an early winter night, the air became colder as the night entered. In addition, the windows in the rooms here were all low. Even if the windows were closed, Qian Lianxia still felt a cold breeze seeping in.
Ye Shengge slept extremely uneasily. Even in his dream, his face was still very pale, as crystal clear as the flying snowflakes in the twelfth lunar month, and his two beautiful eyebrows were also frowning, never relieved for a moment.
.
Qian Lianxia looked at Ye Shengge with complicated eyes for a long time, touched her arm, sighed softly, and prepared to leave the bed. There were too many and complicated things that happened today, and she was caught off guard like a blow to the head.
in the head.
As if she was aware of it, at the moment Qian Lianxia was about to leave, a big hand stretched out without warning, tightened her wrist tightly, and called behind her in a pleading tone, "Don't leave!"
Qian Lianxia thought he was awake and quickly turned around to look at him, but she saw that he just closed his eyes tightly and showed no sign of waking up. An imperceptible disappointment surged through her heart.
She had too many questions to ask him, but when she saw his desperate look, she began to feel distressed and did not dare to ask any more. Even if she asked, he would not answer any of her questions in his sleep.
"Don't go, don't leave me, don't go...," he held her breast in his big hand and begged in a low voice, his hoarse and broken voice like a small animal.
Qian Lianxia's heart softened and she couldn't help but cater to him. She sat on the edge of the bed again and let his big palm hold her tightly.
She had never seen such a fragile Ye Shengge. He always lived in her life with a strong attitude. Regardless of whether she was willing or not, he always robbed her at all costs. There had never been such a day when he held her hand tightly.
His hand seemed to be holding the last life-saving straw. His helplessness and despair were clearly shown on his uneasy face.
"Don't go, don't leave me, don't leave me," he kept repeating these words with his thin lips, obviously dreaming of something terrible, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his smooth and plump forehead.
"Mom, don't leave me, don't leave Shengge, Mom, why doesn't he want us, why do you also want to leave me..." His tone was very urgent, he spoke incoherently, and he held Qianlian tightly like steel.
Xia's wrist was so tight that it hurt her.
Ye Shengge was like this and she couldn't refuse. Qian Lianxia endured the pain and comforted him softly, "If I don't leave you, mom will not leave you, no!" Although this was the first time she heard him say that.
Thinking of his mother, she didn't know how his mother was doing, but she thought it would be right to comfort her like this.
"No, she's dead, she's dead, and she'll never come back," Ye Shengge refuted loudly, her mind still clear in her sleep, "Because I'm not welcome in this world, so she died and was taken over by that
The man killed—"
The corner of Qian Lianxia's mouth twitched, and while she was still dazed, Ye Shengge's iron arm pulled her, and she fell into his arms unprepared and her nose was pressed against his chest that smelled of wine.
She struggled to get up from him. Ye Shengge's thin lips turned slightly, the smell of alcohol flowing, "Don't move,"
His voice was lazily tired, "Little girl, let me hold you for a while, just for a while!" He put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms properly, "Don't leave me,
Little girl, I’m afraid you’ll leave me,”
"You hate me, don't you? You think I'm dirty, don't you? You already hate me enough, now you should hate me even more."
"Let me hold you for a while. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I won't be able to hold you anymore. You are so beautiful, but I am so dirty..." His thin lips murmured words, feeling safe and sound.
He frowned, as if he was in great pain.
The red hickey was still imprinted on his smooth and jade-like chest. Qian Lianxia forced herself not to look at it. His chattering fell above her. She listened quietly, and after a while, she raised her head and looked at him seriously.
She seemed to have never seen him so close before. His face was not particularly delicate. After taking off the evil charm, he looked more clear and clear. She thought that he should have been a man as clean as a distant mountain.
What on earth made him become like this?
He hugged her tightly again, raised her waist and pulled her head towards his neck, then buried her head in his thick black hair, his tone was as stubborn as a child asking for candy, "Tell me, you don't
Will you leave me or hate me?"
Qian Lianxia rolled her eyes gracefully again, how could this person know it was her even in her dream?
"Okay, I don't hate you. I won't leave you and will stay by your side." His fragile appearance made it impossible for her to refuse, and Qian Lianxia was defeated by her own soft heart again.
The night was gloomy, he nestled quietly on the side of her neck, his face was quiet and peaceful, Qian Lianxia couldn't resist the sleepiness, and finally fell asleep hazily.