She was afraid that even if she was humbled, she would not be able to gain his understanding.
That would make her suffer even more.
Li Mingxi just sat like this, as quiet as if he didn't exist.
After a long, long time, Xiao Lang put down the book in his hand that had not been turned and turned to look at her: "How long do you want to sit down?"
"I didn't bother you..."
"I'm going to go to bed."
Is he chasing her away?
Li Mingxi stood up gloomily: "Then you rest, I'm going to rest too, good night..."
Li Mingxi walked back from the closet and closed the closet door.
Xiao Lang pursed his lips and stared at the closet for a long time before turning off the light and taking a rest.
But he couldn't sleep. All he could think about was Li Mingxi.
She was so close that he couldn't ignore her existence. Even if she treated him like that, he still couldn't stop loving her. He was really... so pathetic.
Xiao Lang was immersed in his own thoughts when he suddenly heard a very slight sound.
Li Mingxi came out of the closet quietly...
Xiao Lang closed his eyes, and then he felt Li Mingxi sitting beside the bed.
Afraid of waking him up, Li Mingxi sat and did not dare to move, breathing very lightly.
Xiao Lang knew that she was looking at him, but he couldn't bear to open his eyes.
After a long time, Li Mingxi saw that he was still sleeping peacefully, so she lay down confidently and leaned against him carefully.
Looking at Xiao Lang's profile, Li Mingxi's eyes were filled with confusion.
If someone had told her more than ten years ago that one day she would fall in love with someone and lose herself, she would have scoffed.
She is so proud, so free and easy, how could she love someone humbly and lose herself.
But the result is often unexpected. Now she has really fallen in love with someone and can't even leave him.
And she was lucky, that person loved her too.
Thinking of this, Li Mingxi smiled slightly. Then, her smile became a little bitter.
Xiao Lang, do you still love me?
Could it be that I accidentally lost your love?
A tear fell from Li Mingxi's eyes.
She rubbed her hands against the quilt, not daring to cry at all.
On spring nights, the air is very cold.
Li Mingxi lay like this without covering herself with a quilt, and soon her hands and feet felt cold.
She was reluctant to leave, she would rather suffer the cold and look at Xiao Lang.
But, it's really cold.
Li Mingxi carefully put his hand into the quilt, which was filled with Xiao Lang's heat.
Li Mingxi felt a little warmer, but this warmth was just like the warmth brought by the matches in the hands of the little match girl.
However, Li Mingxi did not dare to move the quilt for fear of waking Xiao Lang.
Suddenly, Xiao Lang moved, and Li Mingxi's whole body stiffened.
Xiao Lang frowned, showing signs of waking up.
Li Mingxi hurriedly stood up and squatted on the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't hear Xiao Lang's movement for a long time.
But she didn't dare to stay, so she reluctantly left and returned to her bedroom.
…
Early the next morning, Li Mingxi went from the closet downstairs to the villa next door.
As soon as she came out of the room, she saw Dickson directing two workers to carry the air conditioner upstairs.
"What is this doing?" Li Mingxi stepped forward and asked.
Disheng turned around and saw her and replied: "Young Master had a cold last night."
Li Mingxi sniffed. She also had a cold: "Have you taken any medicine?"
"I've eaten. But the young master's body is a little afraid of the cold. If he doesn't keep warm, he will catch a cold."
"Afraid of the cold?" Li Mingxi looked at the air conditioner carried by the workers, "So you plan to install a heater?"