Luo Xiaoqian rushed over, grabbed his hand that was holding the armrest, turned her head and threw herself into his arms, crying wildly.
Listening to her crying, Leng Zimo was so distressed that he didn't know what to do. He carried her to the bedside and sat down. He carefully wiped her tears with his palms and said in an extremely gentle tone, "Don't cry.
I just couldn't control it for a moment, I don't really blame you, don't cry..."
"It's not your fault..." Luo Xiaoqian raised her face full of tears and squeezed out a smile at him, "You're right, you're the fool, you're the bastard... I will never be like this again,
I will protect myself well and won’t let you worry anymore…”
Time and time again, for various reasons, she put herself into dangerous situations, making him worried, sad and hurt. She would never let such a thing happen again in the future.
Because she is no longer alone.
With him, she is no longer a carefree person.
She can no longer be hurt or sad, not because she is afraid of hurting herself, but because she knows that there is someone who will feel sorry for her.
She cried and laughed at the same time, and finally managed to control her emotions.
"Is your body really okay?" Leng Zimo was still a little worried.
"It's just that the tears are a little out of control!" She said sheepishly, wiping her face.
"You tormenting little idiot!" He cursed in a low voice, he gently held her in his arms and patted her back like a child, "I don't blame you for this, it's my fault.
, I should have thought of other ways, or I should have told you the truth directly instead of hiding it from you. This is probably God’s warning of my tyranny. I will not lie to you again in the future..."
Luo Xiaoqian was just a little confused after hearing what he said about truth, warning... and the like.
She raised her hand to rub her nose and noticed that she was still wearing Jiao Yang's suit. She hurriedly stood up from his arms.
Leng Zimo was startled, "What's wrong?"
Luo Xiaoqian took off Jiao Yang's suit jacket and stuck out her tongue at him, "I don't want to wear this anymore!"
"Sure enough, it's Jin Zhu. I've been with you for a long time, and even I have become stupid. Put on your clothes quickly, be careful of catching a cold!" Leng Zimo stood up with self-reproach, and put the coat on her shoulders again.
"Go back to your room, take a hot shower, change into clean clothes and come back."
"Then you take a shower too, and I'll go see if there's anything you can wear!" Luo Xiaoqian took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped and looked at him seriously, "I have something else...
"
"Go and take a shower first. Don't catch a cold. This is a plateau and it will be very troublesome if you catch a cold." Leng Zimo said.
"No!" Luo Xiaoqian said with a serious face, "There is something I must tell you now."
"Okay!" Leng Zimo pulled her to the bed and sat down, then pulled the thin quilt on the bed over her body, carefully surrounding her tightly, and then said, "Now, tell me!
"
"Well, um..." Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips nervously, "Can you... not be angry?"
"I promise, I won't be angry!" Leng Zimo raised his right hand.
Luo Xiaoqian still hesitated, "Actually, you can also be angry, but you must first listen to what I have to say before you get angry, but you must not misunderstand me."
"Are you trying to make me anxious to death?" Leng Zimo squatted down, "Now, listen carefully. No matter what it is, I promise that I will be angry and will not misunderstand you. I will listen to you calmly, okay.
