He raised his hand gently, wiped away her tears slowly, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
Jinyu nodded but said nothing.
She felt uncomfortable all over and didn't want to move.
Looking at her soft and pitiful expression, Boqing no longer showed any tenderness. He just straightened up and moved away from her body.
I took out a few tissues and threw them to Jinyu.[
Jinyu grabbed a tissue, bit his lower lip, and then quietly wiped the white spots on his clothes clean.
Only a faint circle of wet marks was left.
She lowered her head, feeling extremely aggrieved for no reason.
It was never like this before, he would help her wipe it clean...
Bo Qing opened the window, because it was a suburb and no one was around.
He lit a cigarette, took two puffs slowly, tilted his head and watched her drooping her head and adjusting her clothes.
It seemed that one or two crystal tears fell from her eyes.
Hit her on her shirt.
However, his eyes were very cold.
Not much emotion.
I feel my heart aches with depression.
Despair, heartache.
Therefore, everything was covered up by his indifference.
In fact, when he saw her teardrop, his expression was really moved.
Just for a moment, it quickly dissipated like the moon in a mirror in the water.
No trace to be found.
He was indeed angry, and very angry.
She actually used the word "sell" to explain all the words he once said to her.
Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled, his smile was extremely soft and even had a stunning brilliance. He slowly turned his head and looked at her side face.[
He spoke softly.
"...Tell me, how much was this time worth?"
Jinyu raised his head in astonishment, looked at her, opened his eyes wide, and didn't say a word.
Looking at her expression, Boqing felt a cruel despair in her heart and eyes.