How strong Li Qiyu is usually, but how fragile he is when he meets Bo Yeyuan. As long as he shows that he really doesn't want her, she will panic as if she has lost the whole world.
The more you care, the more vulnerable you will be?
In the past, she was as powerful as a queen, and she would always be the one to lose Bo Yeyuan's share. But now that she thought that he didn't want her, her heart had insufficient blood supply and she fainted on the spot.
When I woke up, it was already night.
Lying on the luxurious big bed of the Bo family, all the wedding petticoats were taken off and changed into a loose nightgown.
Her skin as white as milk is fragrant, and her long hair is plump and fragrant. She can feel that she has been washed...
Bo Yeyuan sat beside the bed, holding one of her hands and placing it against his handsome face.
He didn't sleep much in the past few days, and he was so exhausted that he leaned on the high-back chair and fell asleep with his head tilted. His long eyelashes were drooped, making his outline even more profound.
This warm picture made Li Qiyu feel unreal.
She didn't dare to move and stared at him blankly. Just looking at his sleeping face, she stared blankly for half an hour. She was not aware of the passage of time...
Bo Yeyuan looked like a sleepy old man, his head slowly drooping, and when he saw that he was about to fall on the armrest, he suddenly sat up and opened his sleepy eyes.
So, facing Li Qiyu's dark deer-like eyes——
"Are you awake?!" Bo Yeyuan was slightly hoarse and cheered up.
Li Qiyu pursed his lips and was about to pull his hand away from his palm.
He held her tightly, put it in front of his lips and kissed the back of her hand: "Li Qiyu, you had a sudden heart attack and scared me to death."
"Really?" Li Qiyu's heart ached, "You are planning to leave me alone anyway. You don't care whether I am sick or not."
"I care..." He bent over, dragged her shoulders with his strong arms, held her on a big pillow, and made her half-sit up, "I care so much."
Li Qiyu's cold heart warmed up. Just a few words from him made her feel like heaven and hell: "Then why did you say those words?"
"I was wrong." He picked up the water glass, "Shall I make you a glass of milk?"
Li Qiyu had a lump in his throat and stared at him closely: "I don't want to drink milk."
"Then what do you want to drink? Are you still hungry? I'll have someone do it right away!"
"I want you to hold me." Li Qiyu bit his lower lip and stared at him with watery eyes.
Bo Yeyuan's hand holding the water glass trembled, and he looked at her as stiffly as a statue for dozens of seconds before he said, "Drink a glass of milk before hugging her?"
"..." Li Qiyu, "...Hmm."
Bo Yeyuan mixed the milk, fed her and drank it slowly, then lifted the quilt and lay beside her, hugging each other like two stupid children.
Li Qiyu leaned on his shoulder, feeling a little sour, a little warm, and a little depressed.
As long as she could be with Bo Yeyuan, she didn't want to think about anything, but she always felt that there was a piece missing in her heart, something was missing...
Is it because of Xiao Qiye who is still in Ling Ran’s hands? Beitang Feng whose life or death is uncertain?
Bo Yeyuan was still staring at her blankly...it always felt like he was missing some vitality, like a tiger with all its teeth pulled out.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Li Qiyu looked at his dull eyes.
"Don't you like me looking at you?" His throat was stiff and his eyes were dark and intense, "I haven't seen you for a long time...Li Qiyu, it's really you...I can't believe it. I'm afraid that if I look less, you will..."