Li Lun came in with gentle steps, carrying a trace of the residual chilling and bloody smell. However, it was almost completely hidden in his elegant manners and a gentle look. When he finally came back, he could see the feeling in his heart.
That person...it's very quiet inside, normal. But...
Li Lun gently raised his beautiful eyebrows.
Under the dim light, there was a person curled up in the corner of the sofa, with his arms clasped around his knees and his head buried inside. He looked like he wasn't sleeping at all. What was he doing? Can't he sleep?
"Xiaoxiao? Why don't you sleep?" Li Lun went over and was just about to touch her - when the hand stretched out, she shook it off with a "pop!" But she still didn't raise her head to look at him.[
Li Lun was startled, but his handsome face was still so gentle, "Xiaoxiao, is it someone who made you angry?"
"..." He remained silent.
"Haha, you're not worried about me, are you?"
"……"no response.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully enough and didn't tell you." Li Lun slowly squatted down, looked at her, and said seriously: "Good boy, lift your little head up, I'll give you a beating."
Or you can just scold me for a while, how about that? Promise not to fight back if you hit me, or if you scold me, you won’t retaliate."
"..." continued silence.
Li Lun raised his hand again and pressed it gently on her back, but still asked her to shake it off!
"Xiaoxiao, are you angry with me?"
"Don't touch me!" There was deep disgust in that voice, a kind of hatred that could not be ignored. However, this emotion was not directed at anyone, let alone Li Lun, just herself. She was disgusted
This kind of self, this self that hates itself, I don’t know how to face this kind of self in the future?
However, some misunderstandings often occur when the parties involved are confused.
She is venting herself, what about him?
He felt that the person she hated and hated... was him!
Today, he was already tired and worked hard enough...
"Okay, go to bed. I won't touch you." Li Lun stood up indifferently. If Qiao Xiao looked up, she would definitely see the reluctance and intolerance in his eyes. If he could, he would not think about it for a moment.
Leaving her, it's just that... some things cannot be left to one's own will, "Xiaoxiao, since you hate me so much... then from this moment on, I will let you go free. You can go back to W City at any time... to do what you want to do.