Some people can be recognized at a glance even if the lights are dim, even if they are just a figure.
At this moment, Bo Zhanye is like this, and so is Fu Xixi.
She waited by the bed all afternoon, feeling uneasy and worried that he would not come back.
The moment she heard the footsteps, she even worried that it was an outsider.
But when she saw the tall and slender figure in the moonlight, she immediately recognized him, got up, ran over and threw herself into his arms:
"Master Jiu, you finally showed up... I miss you so much..."
Bo Zhanye paused slightly, and an undercurrent flowed through his dark-black pupils: "Xiaoxi."
"Master Jiu, you know, I haven't been able to eat well or sleep well during this period, and I'm particularly worried about you."
"I'm worried that you won't be able to eat, sleep, and tire yourself out in that situation."
"I want to risk my life to accompany you and stay by your side. Even if I can't give you comfort, even if you don't need it, I still want to give you a little care and a little warmth, so that you can feel my sincerity."
"But no matter how much I worry or care, it's all to no avail."
"I don't want to burden you with that situation and make you even busier."
"So I listened to my eldest brother and Gillian, stayed at home and took good care of myself and my baby. Don't worry, my four babies and I are fine. We are all waiting for your return."
"But...I really miss you very much."
"Master Jiu, if you feel uncomfortable, want to cry, or want a shoulder to shoulder, I will always be here."
"I will be by your side forever."
All emotions, all concerns, all come from the heart.
Her hug was so tight and deep.
Bo Zhanye's three-dimensional appearance was profound in the dim light, and his handsome and deep eyes were red, filled with too many complex emotions.
It's more about reason and suppression.
After three full seconds, he raised his hand and pushed her away: "Xiaoxi, I don't need you, and I don't have the heart to respond to your thoughts now. I understand your emotions. You go back."
Cold, distant.
Fu Xixi was slightly startled.
She had sensed his indifference since the day at the morgue. She thought it was just his emotion when he was sad, but now that she has talked so much, he is still like this...
She took his hand: "Why?"
Bo Zhanye looked at her little face under the dim light and moved his thin lips:
"There is no reason. I have a lot of things to do and I don't have time to spend time with your son and daughter."
"You came to my door and told me that, what do you think of me?"
"Comfort? Do you know what a man needs most for comfort, how he behaves when he vents?"
Too sharp, too ruthless.
Fu Xixi's blood froze all over his body, and his palms tightened.
She looked at him and squeezed out words between her lips and teeth: "I can do it. As long as you need it, no matter what method, no matter what you want to do, I can do it."
The corner of Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched, and his dark pupils locked on her: "...Do you know what I mean?"
"I know!"
Fu Xixi opened her mouth, took off her clothes and jacket, hugged him, stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
Bo Zhanye's face darkened, full of disbelief and surprise.
She obviously has obstacles in this area, but yet...
However, he quickly regained his senses, turned his handsome face away from her kiss, and then raised his hand to push her away:
"Sorry, I'm not interested in you at the moment, and I don't need to be like this to a pregnant woman."
After saying that, he turned around coldly and walked towards the bathroom.
Fu Xixi was left to dry.
She was not wearing a coat and was very cold.
How miserable and embarrassing is it for a girl to take off her clothes on her own initiative and then be pushed away, disliked, and rejected?