I slowed down and got up again to pick him up
Park Canyeol didn't resist this time, and was pulled up obediently by me
I staggered him into his room
"Asi,... heavy... smells like alcohol"
Because the center of gravity was unstable, Park Canyeong and I fell on the bed
"Ah..."
Park Chan Yeol pressed me down
His face is right next to my neck, where his hands are on my chest
I hate pushing him away
Park Canlie said a few words, closed her brows and frowned, as if she had encountered something terrible
"Don't... Can'er will be obedient... don't leave me behind"
Canlie looks fragile tonight
"Can'er?... Is your nickname... Such a cute name really doesn't suit you?"
I took his shoes off and tucked him in
I'm already benevolent and righteous
"Park Canlie, if I kill you now... you shouldn't know, right?"
I sneered and looked at the man on the bed
"But... I don't want to be the same kind of person as you"
I tucked the quilt for him, but I'm used to doing this for others. I subconsciously tidied it up for him
Park Chan Yeol grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms. He stroked my hands on his face and rubbed it
I frowned when I saw Park Canyee's movements
"Don't go... Mom... Can'er didn't do it on purpose... Dad..."
Although his voice was very low, I still vaguely heard something
Watching him break out in a cold sweat, his hands grabbed me tightly, for fear that I would leave in the next second
"Park Canlie, are you afraid too?"
I looked at him like this and I sighed
After all, I still can't be so cruel, and I feel a little sorry for him for no reason
I gently hugged his back and patted him lightly like a child
I think I must be crazy to feel sorry for his Park Canyee
He must have been through something, no one is born like this
But...
The sins you deserve, you can never wash away
Maybe it was my actions that made him feel a sense of security
His brows also stretched a lot, he pressed tightly in my arms and fell asleep with peace of mind
I could hear his slow breathing...
There was a strong wind outside the window, and it was...
Different things happen to everyone
Just one night
Someone was crying...
Some people laugh again
Some people cry to the death because of the breakup
Some people are going through this life and death
Because you haven't lived someone else's life...
You don't know what kind of appearance everyone hides under the mask they pretend to be...
We're just guessing...
No one knows what will happen next moment
All we can do... is enjoy a little warmth before the storm
