Their life was not bitter, but she didn't want him to waste his precious blood for the first time, and she was really afraid of the second time.
His blood and her dignity are incomparable.
At this moment, a pair of big hands hugged her shoulders from behind. The embrace behind her was still something she couldn't let go of, but it was enough to make her burst into tears.
The coldness between his fingers made Qing sit up. He turned on the bedside lamp. The light came on for a moment, but Xiang Qinglan closed his eyes tightly.
He said he hated her.
Does he know? That disgusting sentence made her cry so many times.
"Lan..." There was a sigh in his voice, and he was also a little overwhelmed. The man must have looked depressed, and his brows must have been furrowed together at this time.
"I'm sorry, Lan, I'm sorry." A pair of big hands carefully wiped the tears on her face with gentle force, but the more they wiped, the more tears seemed to accumulate.
This time, she burst into tears. She had never cried like this before. She had borne all the grievances by herself. Her tears did not hurt. No one cared about her. But the only person she cared about said that.
, he hates her.
"Lan, I don't hate you, I really don't. I just said angry words," the man's voice of apology was still in her ears, with urgency and panic, but she just cried silently.
It is silent. Naturally, there is no sound when crying.
"Lan, please don't cry, don't cry," Qing's tone was pleading, her warm lips fell, and a thin kiss dried the tears on her face, but her body was trembling.
.
And that night, she cried all night long. She had never dared to cry so wantonly before. Today, it seemed that she had cried more tears than she had shed in more than 20 years.
And Qing also stayed up all night, blaming himself and regretting, which made him want to kill himself. Didn't he say that he wanted to protect her well? But in the end, he became the one who hurt her the most. Although she didn't say it,
, he knew that it must be his words that made her feel so sad.
The next day, Qing looked at the sleeping woman with a pair of panda eyes, and gently stroked her eyebrows with his fingers. She didn't fall asleep until dawn, but her eyes were already swollen like walnuts.
He didn't dare to get up, for fear of waking her up after finally falling asleep and making her cry again. He lay on his side and let her lean on him, making her sleep more comfortable. However, she was still sleeping very hard.
Not stable.
From now on, he swore that he would never say those angry words again or make her cry again. Never again.
He patted her quilt gently and closed his eyes. This day, he was really tired. She was tired, and so was he.
In the small and shabby room, there lived the happiness of the two of them, a happiness that needed to be carefully cared for.
Su Zhetuo stared at the ring in his hand, his raised eyebrows formed a cross, and he began to rub his forehead, but in his heart he began to regret his decision just now.
However, there are some things that really can't be left alone. Wasn't the original divorce just to give his beloved woman a status? Ending the kind of life with only marriage and no love is not what he wants. It's just that he
Why regret it.
"Tuo, are you telling the truth? Do you really want to marry me?" Looking at the ring in her hand, Gong Ruxue was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't believe that this could be true. She demanded
She tried several times, but he never promised her. She even thought that it would take a long time for them to get to this point, but she didn't expect that he suddenly figured it out.