Chapter 90: Wanting to Selfishly Take You as Your Own 2
"No!!!! He lied to me, he lied to me!!! He doesn't love me at all!!!" Suonuo held her head and shouted in pain.
"Nono..." Cao Shengxi gently grabbed her shoulders and comforted her softly.
"Why are you telling me, why!!! Why are you telling me the truth!!!! Why..." Sunonuo waved his fist like crazy, and the pink fist fell on Cao Shengxi like raindrops,
But it couldn't shake him one bit.
Cao Shengxi gently held her in his arms and stroked her back. "I'm sorry," he said silently in his heart.
He just wanted Su Nuonuo to see Liang Muchen clearly, and he never thought about hurting her...
Tears fell drop by drop on the clothes on Cao Shengxi's chest, soaking a large area, and the temperature almost burned through his chest through the clothes.
"Nono..." He called affectionately, then raised a hand and wiped her tears with his fingertips as light as feathers, "Do you really love him?"
"But he doesn't love me at all!!! He lied to me, he never loved me..." Sunono choked with tears.
I don't know how long it took before Sunonuo stopped crying.
"You should rest first...promise me not to be sad or cry anymore." His words were as gentle as coaxing a child.
Sunonuo didn't say anything but silently walked around the sofa and walked into the bathroom.
Cao Shengxi looked at the petite figure, which looked so thin under the light, and the heartache wrapped around his heart and lingered for a long time.
I don’t know how long she had been bathing, but when Sunono walked out of the bathroom, her hands and feet were soaked in the water and wrinkled.
Cao Shengxi left long ago, leaving only a glass of cold milk and a brand new pajamas on the table.
Sunonuo fell weakly on the big bed and pulled the thin quilt over herself. Her eyes were unfocused and she stared blankly at an unknown place on the ceiling. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and were buried in her hair.
Stayed up all night.
...........
Sunlight streamed in through the glass window and shone on Sunono's lifeless, pale face.
My eyes were swollen and dry from crying, and my red eyes could no longer shed a single tear. My hair and the fabric on my pillow were still wet with tears and had not yet dried.
The long, thickly curly eyelashes stuck together and became darker and brighter after the baptism of tears.