The veins on her forehead seemed to be surging. As her heart beat faster, all the blood in her body seemed to flow backwards and hit her head.
'Buzz...'
Inexplicably, there was a buzzing sound in her head, and she saw a strange picture. When she looked at Jiu Lan, she seemed to be pulled into a different space in an instant.
Still the same anxious look, still the same pair of silver eyes.
Broken pictures flashed through her mind, and memories were surging. It was back to not long ago, when she sadly ran away from An Yuchen's house.
Someone grabbed her wrist. When she thought it was An Yuchen, she looked back at Jiu Lan.
When she shook off his hand and walked on the road in despair...
The car hit her, and the sound of the brakes and Jiu Lan's hazy voice echoed in her ears. She was hit so hard that she fell into a pool of blood covered in blood.
"Hazy..." she shouted softly and hoarsely.
"Moxue, hold on, don't sleep, don't sleep. Be good and obedient... don't sleep, okay?"
"I...I'm so tired...well, so scared..."
"Baby, don't be afraid. I'm here. Don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will be by your side. Be good... I will accompany you."
Jiu Lan's hazy voice echoed in my mind, and kept echoing...
When she lost consciousness, there was always a voice encouraging her, and a pair of warm hands holding her tightly, allowing her to come back from the hell gate again and again.
Jiulanlu, it’s his voice! It’s his big hands!
When the broken pictures were reorganized in her mind, Mo Xue's eyes were wet. She looked at the person in front of her tremblingly. It turned out to be you...
It turns out that the voice was always yours. The voice I heard and the big hand I felt were you. The person who pulled me back from hell, told me not to be afraid, and said he would always be with me, turned out to be you!
Her tears flowed down her cheeks like pearls.
"Why are you still crying? Don't tell me, are you crying because of fear?" Jiu Lan looked at her helplessly.
Moxue was left sobbing, her heart was sour, her nose was sore, and her throat was no exception. Her eyelashes were trembling, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
His silver-gray eyes looked at her tears that kept dripping down, and he said slowly: "Okay, don't be afraid, didn't you say that? I am here, no matter what time, I will be here, what are you afraid of? I
Is it so unreliable?”
She said: "Why do you want to save me?" Her voice became hoarse from crying, and her articulation became a little unclear.
"Are you stupid? You can ask such boring questions."
"Why... you... want to tell me not to be afraid?" Did he know that those words "Don't be afraid" made her heart find the most stable footing, gave her heart the best stability, and made her not afraid?
If she is afraid again, let her fight with death.
Jiu Lanlong pulled her up from hanging in mid-air with little force. The moment he pulled her up, Jiu Lanlong suddenly hugged her into his arms.
It was a hug that he was afraid of losing. He almost put this delicate body into his arms and hugged her tightly.
Her tears fell on the fabric on his chest. This hug made their hearts stick together tightly. She could feel Jiu Lan's hug, which was so real, so warm, and so touching.
Hard to speak.
Her hands, slowly...slowly...unknowingly, without being pulled by her nerves, hugged his back little by little.
Jiulanlong......
Why are my hands attracted to you a little bit, and then I want to hug you? I want to feel your warmth and your real hug.
I feel everything about you. When we hug, I seem to be assimilated with you. Your body and mine seem to be glued together. At this moment, I can feel your intentions, your worries, your anxiety, your
Reluctant to leave...
When her little hands reached his back.
His silver-gray eyes trembled, maybe he didn't expect this little thing to respond: "Moxue, you..."
"Long, thank you... thank you..." She closed her eyes, tears constantly squeezing out of her eyes. Thank you for staying with me when I had a car accident. Thank you for letting me stop being afraid.
.Thank you for saving me today. Thank you so much. Now I can only express it in this sentence.
They embraced each other.
The wind on the rooftop blew against the cheeks of the two people, and the sun had slowly risen, reflecting on the silhouettes of the two people. If this was a painting, it would definitely be an artistic photo.
With the joy of rebirth and the color of a broken mirror.
The fingers she held behind his back tightly grasped his clothes, and she could feel that she was hugging Jiu Lanlong very hard.
Maybe even Moxue didn't know that this was a sudden burst of emotion and she hugged the person in front of her tightly. She had also experienced too much emotional and emotional pressure.
After experiencing many lives and deaths, he broke through all kinds of pressure and exploded his emotions without any scruples and regardless of the consequences.
Haoya hugged her tightly: "Moxue, are you holding me so tightly just to thank me for saving you?" he asked, as if there was something in his words.
Mo Xue raised her eyes and met Jiu Lan's hazy eyes. Was it just to thank him? Is that all? The emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for too long seemed to be about to burst through her throat.
At this moment, she couldn't suppress what was in her heart, and when she wanted to speak out, she lightly opened her thin lips: "I..."
Just when she uttered another word, her sensitive ears heard a movement, and the world between the two seemed to be broken. Moxue slowly turned her head and looked at the entrance to the rooftop.
The white sheets hanging on the other side of the rooftop were being blown by the wind. An Yuchen stood there, looking at the people hugging each other on the edge of the balcony with cold eyes.
Mo Xue and An Yuchen looked at each other, and her heart felt as if it had been struck by a bell. She looked at An Yuchen there tremblingly, with tears in her eyes.
But he is so real.
Everything was seen like a broken window paper. In an instant, she experienced life and death, as well as the ups and downs of various emotions in life.
His face was pale. He didn't know whether he was in shock just now or because he saw An Yuchen now.
Mo Xue's hand slowly slipped down from Jiu Lanlu's back, and she squatted on the ground, her eyes blurred, as if her seven souls and six souls were disintegrating in her body.
He spoke tremblingly: "Chen..."
The hoarse and weak voice softly called out to the man standing not far away. She knew that this was not an phantom, but that he had actually been seen.
She would never explain the scene just now, because even if she couldn't explain that it was a momentary emotional outburst, her red eyes were still so bloodshot, her lips were still so dry and white, and she looked like she was recovering from a serious illness.