He closed his eyes, took off her clothes, grabbed the nightgown, and wrapped her haphazardly.
Only then did he dare to open his eyes, hold her, walk to the bed, put her on the bed, cover her with a quilt, and coaxed her softly: "Beauty, be good, sleep..."
Perhaps it was because she had been crying so hard in the bathroom just now that Wen Jiaren was really tired at this time.
Although she looked at the ceiling blankly, the next second she still said: "Thank you!"
Xi Shuge smiled, with such a smile full of tolerance, he reached out his hand, touched Wen Jiaren's face, and said affectionately: "It's okay, I'll guard you."
Xi Shuge's eyes were full of depth, staring at Wen Jiaren, and his fingers gently tucked the corners of Wen Jiaren's quilt.
I secretly said in my heart: I like you, Wen Jiaren.
What appeared in his mind was Wen Jiaren's face full of tears.
Wen Jiaren, you shouldn't be so sad.
Wen Jiaren, what should I do? If that man can't give you happiness, then I want to give you happiness.
Wen Jiaren, I want you, a Wen Jiaren that only belongs to me.
Wen Jiaren, I want to hold you, I don’t want to let you go, and I will never, ever, let you go in my whole life.
Wen Jiaren, don't cry anymore. Your tears make me feel sad. You didn't shed a tear, but my heart hurts a little. Do you want me to die because of my heartache?
Wen Jiaren, even if you don't have me in your heart, it doesn't matter. Let me give you a bit of happiness and a bit of simple peace, that's fine...
Her boyfriend ran over in shock. Without thinking, he grabbed the little girl, walked to the side, and yelled at her: "You are crazy, why don't you look at the car!"