She might know who the person in front of her was, or she might not know at all. A silly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"I just want you..." At this moment, Leng Jianan's tone contained a hint of affection, "Come back to me Ke'er, come back to me, okay?"
Ke'er is like an innocent puppy, her eyes are wide open, looking at her master with a little pity, she is so confused that she doesn't know who the person in front of her is.
She just felt that her heart was very sad and uncomfortable. Her little face slowly shook in Leng Jianan's palm: "No, I don't want to go back to him. He is a devil and a bad guy.
But..." Ke'er's tears slid down her face and fell into his hands.
"But sometimes he loves me so much. As long as I am obedient, he will pamper me. But I can't always be obedient. I don't want to lose myself and become a wretch... He still has so many women. I don't want to go back. I don't want to do it."
Lover, don’t be a lover
I want to live a normal life, fall in love and get married like a normal person, and have a lot of children. I want to be like other girls, pursued by boys at such a beautiful age, and have a love affair starring only two people.
He only loves me and loves me alone. When I am lonely, he will stay with me without worrying that he will be called away at any time.
But that bad guy, he can't give me these... I don't want to be a lover, go back to him and be a lover who is looked down upon by others, I don't want... I want love with all my heart... He can't afford it..."
The injury was so deep that Ke'er burst into tears uncontrollably. Tears fell into Leng Jianan's hands, and then slid down his wrist to his forearm, moistening his clothes.
Leng Jianan's heart was like a piece of clothing that was being squeezed out of the water. The more it was squeezed, the tighter it became. The tighter it became, the more painful it was. It made his nose sore.
"I'm sorry." His eyes were red, and he immediately hugged Ke'er into his arms and gently pressed her head on his chest, which was where he put his heart.
His lips pressed heavily on Ke'er's soft hair, kissed her hair heavily, closed his eyes, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
When he was deeply blaming himself, Ke'er was silent. He reached out and gently brushed away the messy hair from her face, and found that she had fallen asleep.