425 Xiao Moye's Compensation
Did he drink... so much wine? He has been drinking in front of her all the time. He has never drunk too much, but now the empty wine bottles scattered on the ground and on the table are more than half a year older than the wine he drank in front of her. many.
"Mo Ye..." She murmured his name, as if he hadn't heard him, he was still kissing the "her" in the photo.
"Mo Ye!" Chu Huan took a few steps forward, shouting the name of the person in front of him even louder.
This time, Xiao Moye finally seemed to hear the sound. He stopped the kiss and slowly turned around. After seeing Chu Huan, the corner of his lips suddenly burst into a charming but erratic smile.
That smile is beautiful, but it makes people feel distressed.
His body shook slightly and walked to her step by step. His hand was slightly raised and stretched towards her face, but he did not touch her face, but stopped at a distance. 2 inches from her face. Then, his fingers made gestures as if to outline her.
"Huan, so good..." he murmured, "I see you every time I get drunk. Did you know? In order to see you, I get drunk again and again, but... drunk, for me , It's really hard and hard..."
She was stunned, his eyes, although they were looking at her, but in his sight, there was no such clearness as before.
Is he... drunk
In order to get drunk, why drink so much wine? !
"I miss you very much, but... I can't see you." His fingers were still gesturing her outline, as if to engrave every expression on her face into his mind.
"Why... can't you see me?" Her voice was dumb, his appearance, crazy and blurred, made her heart throbbing. It was even more painful than seeing him decadent and seeing him angry.
He smiled so beautifully and said, "Because I am afraid that seeing you, I will... hurt you... But Huan, how can I be willing to hurt you?" His voice was drunk and hoarse.
She was shocked, so he would rather hurt himself in this dark room? The red eye sockets, and tears could not help but constantly rolled out of her eye sockets, sliding down her cheeks.
"Don't cry..." He looked at her tears and said in a daze, "I won't hurt you, so don't cry... You know? Three years ago, when I lost you, I told myself, If I have a chance to find you again in this life, I will definitely not hurt you again."
Her tears fell more fiercely.
He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but thought of something, his hand stopped in the air, and then slowly dropped to his side. There was a sudden chuckle in his mouth, and the laughter grew louder and louder, with self-deprecation and regret that was so strong that it could not be removed.
His footsteps staggered back, with bangs hanging down on his forehead, almost covering his eyes, "Is it a mistake? It's really unclear for a lifetime? If I knew it would be like this, when I I won’t be that to you, I won’t force you, I won’t say those things to you, and I won’t do so many things that make you hate me. Huan... Huan, how can I make up for it?"
She choked and shook her head constantly, no longer needed to make up, no longer needed. At this moment, she really forgave him, even if he did so many wrong things to her before, she forgave him too! So there is no need for any compensation at all!
She wanted to step forward and hug him, but his voice rang again, "Are you going to forgive me if you endure the pain you endured in the first place in the same way? Will you be afraid of me again, and won't run away from me again?"
She blinked her eyes, not understanding what he meant. But the next moment, when he saw her walk to the side of the table and saw him turning over a box on the table and picking up a pill from the box, her eyes suddenly widened and her body became even more stiff. Living.
That pill... She knows it!
It was affection, the affection that made her hate her back then. She was fed and eaten by him, and because of the affection, she was full of the pain of desire/hope. She thought she would never see this medicine again, but she did not expect that now, this medicine was being held in Xiao Moye's hand!
Chu Huan's mind was blank, and his eyes were just staring at the emotion. Then, before she could react, he raised his hand and held the emotion in his mouth.
What is he doing? Why would he put that terrible thing into his mouth? She was in a daze, suddenly aroused her spirit, and suddenly recovered-he was actually moved by love? !
Chu Huan was anxious, rushed forward to tiptoe to hold Xiao Moye's face, and cried out, "Spit it out, hurry up and spit it out!" Even if her hands still tremble, she can't help but tremble. But her hand never let go.
"You can't spit it out, Huan... You can't spit it out..." He said in a low voice, his eyes closed gently, "It's great, is it because I'm drunk? So even if you touch me, it feels so real. It seems you are really right in front of me."
"It's true, it's true!" She shouted, "I'm really in front of you, Mo Ye, open your eyes, look at me, I am not the phantom you saw when you were drunk. I am real!"
His body was stiff, his eyelashes trembling lightly, raised little by little, his lips smiled faintly and illusoryly, "Impossible, how could you be real? You are, Are you bluffing me... Or do I expect you to bluff me in my heart?"
No, it's not! She shook her head desperately, her hands pressed closer to his cheeks, "Can you feel my temperature? Can you feel my hands? My hands are touching your face!" She said. He raised his head and pulled his face down slightly, and pressed his lips firmly.
His body shook suddenly, and his dark eyes stared at her in a daze.
The lips of each other conveyed each other's temperature, as if they were proving something.
"Can you feel it? I am real." She whispered softly.
A trace of clarity slowly returned to his eyes. He looked at her in disbelief. After a long while, his husky voice rolled out of his throat, "You...really?" Is it possible? Could the person he is looking forward to appearing day and night really appear in front of him
Not dreaming, not getting drunk, but actually appearing in front of him!