Liu Yaowen sat on the edge of the bed, burying himself in his arms, and the sound of the little mermaid sucking his nose came from his ears.
Crying so badly.
He must have really made her sad.
Liu Yaowen's red eyes were gradually wet, and the round tears at the corners of his eyes slipped down his cheeks and disappeared under the smooth lines of his collarbone...
Shure, who was hiding under the quilt, blushed from crying, and because the thin air in the quilt made her gasp for breath.
She secretly lifted the quilt to reveal a slit, and the fresh air rushed into the quilt to give her a chance to breathe.
Out of the corner of the eye, Shure saw Liu Yaowen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, burying herself in her arms and motionless. She wrinkled her nose, and the crying that she finally stopped came back in an instant.
Liu Yaowen, who was beside the bed, seemed to feel a small movement. He slowly raised his head, and his two pairs of red eyes met in the air.
Liu Yaowen murmured with thin lips.
Shure seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and quickly wrapped the quilt tightly again.
Liu Yaowen's outstretched hand froze on the quilt, and finally hung down.
After a while, Er felt the pressure on the bed drop sharply before sticking out his little head again.
At this time, Liu Yaowen was no longer in the bedroom.
Liu Yaowen hid at the door of the bedroom and looked cautiously at Shure who was sitting on the bed. The little mermaid cried for a long time, even the tip of her nose was pink. Her seaweed-like curls fell over her shoulders, and the shoulder straps of the pale pink dress slipped off the side, revealing the snow-white collarbone and the ambiguous blue-purple marks on it.
His eyes fell on the bruises, and even though a day had passed since the rough love, they were still so vivid.
Liu Yaowen turned his back and slowly sat down against the wall.
Pain.
Blame yourself.
And destruction...
All kinds of complex emotions mixed together, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Song Yaxuan's "I'm sorry".
Ding Chengxin's "I'm sorry".
In his opinion, it cannot completely wipe out the unique possession of small things in his heart.
He would still be jealous.
Jealousy can't wait to drag everyone into the abyss of hell.
But he didn't want to be hated by Shure, and he didn't want to get any response.
In the past, the little thing would always squint with a smile and call him "brother" sweetly.
Now the little things fear him and hate him, except for crying and avoiding him.
Liu Yaowen raised his hand to cover his face, the helplessness exuding from his body was no less than Shure's sadness.
In this way, Liu Yaowen was ignored by Shure for three days.
For the past three days, he lived like a walking dead.
Not to mention the people of the Times Youth League, even the staff of Times Fengjun noticed Liu Yaowen's abnormality.
Ding Chengxin and Song Yaxuan were also worried.
Ma Jiaqi and Yan Haoxiang were no better.
The eighteenth floor fell into an eerie silence for a while.
He Junlin pulled Zhang Zhenyuan to the corner, leaned into his ear and said sneakily,
hejunlinWhat did I say....?
hejunlinThey are not right....!
hejunlinLook at this worried look... something big must have happened!
Zhang Zhenyuan looked up and found that everyone was absent-minded. He rarely agreed with He Junlin's words from the bottom of his heart, nodded and said,
- No.
zuozhe：hantangThe countdown to our daughter escaping the wolf cub begins~
