Why should you make a promise to me if you can't do it?
The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became. I simply closed my eyes and stopped looking at him.
He seemed to know that I was not asleep and walked towards me. I heard his footsteps approaching me. Maybe it was a psychological effect. I felt like I could smell the scent of another woman's perfume on him again.
"Still not asleep?" He stroked my forehead, testing the temperature of my forehead.
"I'm fine." Subconsciously, I pulled away his hand and turned around to continue sleeping without facing him.
He lay down next to me directly and hugged me into his arms. I subconsciously refused.
"What's wrong?" He looked at me strangely, as if he sensed my displeasure.
"Your hair is not dry yet." I said this, but in my heart, I didn't want him to touch it at all.
He raised his lips and entered the bathroom again, and then I heard the sound of the hair dryer.
Five minutes later, he came out again, his hair already blow-dried.
Lying next to me, he reached out to hug me again. Although I felt disgusted in my heart and refused his hug, I couldn't find a reason to refuse him. I bit my lip and let him hold me in my arms, but there was a feeling in my heart.
nausea.
"Well..." I couldn't help but feel like vomiting, so I ran out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.
"Mo Ying, what's wrong with you..." He followed closely, but I quickly closed and locked the bathroom door.
"Bang bang bang..." The sound of the glass door being slapped, "Mo Ying, what's wrong with you? Open the door quickly, open the door..."
"I'm fine." I stood against the door, covering my mouth, resisting the acid reflux in my stomach, and tears rolling in my eyes.
"Why did you lock the door? Open the door quickly, open the door..." He patted the door anxiously.
I tried to keep my voice calm, "I want to take a bath, please leave me alone and go to sleep first." While I was talking, my tears kept falling and I couldn't control it...
"Open the door and let me see you..."
"I'm already taking a shower. If you go to bed, I'll be out soon." I turned on the shower head and the water flowed.
"Then come out as soon as you finish washing." After he said that, he stopped knocking on the door. I leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground, covering my mouth and crying. I didn't know why I was crying. I just felt that
My heart hurts so much, as if I've been stabbed by something.
What he said kept repeating and circling in my mind...