Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Chapter 389 Who Made You Unhappy?

"Zhao Zhao."

He called again softly, and the uneasy mood instantly spread throughout his heart.

Just now Lu Zhaozhao's answer was not loud, he couldn't hear her emotions at all, so he was a little flustered.

Suddenly, a soft touch fell into his arms, and the familiar fragrance brought Song Sinian back to his senses.

He hugged her almost subconsciously, rubbed her gently, and coaxed in a low voice: "What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"

Lu Zhaozhao didn't speak, but hugged Song Sinian tightly again.

She had been trying her best to get Song Sinian back in love before, but she never thought about why he had an emotional disorder before.

"I'm sorry." Lu Zhaozhao muttered in Song Sinian's arms.

In the dark night, Song Sinian has slowly adapted to the dark environment in front of him.

He looked down at the person in his arms, and could gradually see the little expression on her face.

It was still a little blurry, but he could see she was upset.

And because of him.

Song Sinian frowned, not understanding why she was like this all of a sudden.

He pursed his lips and asked tentatively: "Who did you meet today?"

Lu Zhaozhao arched his little head into Song Sinian's arms again, and simply told the truth, "Hao Li came over again today, and she mentioned that when you were young, she said that Xiao Jinglan did a lot of things to you when you were young." good thing..."

When she said this, she couldn't help sniffling.

The nasal cavity was originally nasally because of crying secretly before, but now it was even more blocked.

Song Sinian's black eyes drooped, how could he not understand what Lu Zhaozhao was thinking?

His little wife is always so empathetic.

These things were already very far away for him. In addition, he was suffering from severe depression at the time and was very unresponsive to the outside world, so the damage he suffered was not as serious as Lu Zhaozhao imagined.

But even if he explained, surely Lu Zhaozhao wouldn't listen, right?

Song Sinian's deep black eyes suddenly blinked, and when his eyes fell on Lu Zhaozhao's distressed little face, they suddenly sank.

If...she can feel sorry for him more because of this matter, it seems...it is not a bad thing.

While mocking his own shamelessness, Song Sinian couldn't help but buried his head deeply in Lu Zhaozhao's neck.

He rarely felt the feeling of being distressed.

Although Mr. Song likes his grandson very much, men express their love differently from women.

From childhood to adulthood, there were not many female elders around him, and there were even fewer good people.

So Lu Zhaozhao felt sorry for him and made him feel good.

He rubbed his head against Lu Zhaozhao's neck, "Those things are over, if you love me, please love me more."

Song Sinian's words were straightforward, but it made Lu Zhaozhao feel even more distressed.

She touched his cheek with her small hand in the dark, and finally found his beautiful thin lips, and then pressed them tenderly and pitifully.

Lu Zhaozhao was petite and petite, she tiptoed lightly, and a pair of lotus root arms climbed up Song Sinian's neck.

In the darkness, vision is restricted, but other senses are surprisingly sharp.

The sound of breathing in the ears gradually became heavy, and the hot air from the tip of the nose was close at hand, spraying on the skin.

The air filled with disinfectant water gradually took on a sweet smell.

It took an unknown amount of time before Song Sinian stopped. He was still breathing heavily, his Adam's apple rolled down, and he stared fixedly at the limp little woman in his arms.

"Go, go inside." Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

A pair of small hands have long since lost their strength.

She panted lightly, her voice becoming soft.

When Song Sinian heard this, he laughed softly and hugged him sideways.

Lu Zhaozhao was nestled in Song Sinian's arms, and she could clearly hear the "thump, thump" heartbeat in his chest, which made her feel at ease.

Song Sinian gently put her on the hospital bed, a round of bright moon appeared in the dark sky outside the window, instantly illuminating both of them on the bed.

Song Sinian's heart was depressed as Lu Zhaozhao's eyes were poked with red marks between his eyebrows.

He raised his hand to gently stroke her eye sockets, bowed his head and kissed them, "Don't cry over such things in the future, I'm really fine."

After Lu Zhaozhao's crying face heard Song Sinian's words, he swooped down and knocked him down on the hospital bed.

She straddled him and looked at Song Sinian condescendingly, her little face showing an unusual sullenness, "How could you be okay? Even if this incident has passed, the harm to you has not been done." past!"

If Song Sinian was really okay, he would not suffer from such severe depression. If Song Sinian's mother was the culprit, then Xiao Jinglan was the accomplice!
Feng Xiran created Song Sinian's symptoms, while Xiao Jinglan aggravated his symptoms.

These two men are executioners!
Lu Zhaozhao couldn't forgive these two people. If Feng Xiran hadn't passed away, she would definitely want her to look good!
She doesn't care if this woman is Song Sinian's real mother or not!

Song Sinian looked at Lu Zhaozhao blankly, his black eyes lowered noncommittally.

His past experiences are indeed a small thing to him now, but these "little things" are like thumbtacks, nailed deep in his memory.

"Because you don't care, that's why I feel more distressed." Lu Zhaozhao held Song Sinian's cheeks, and looked at him very solemnly, "Song Sinian, you deserve to be loved, do you know? You deserve your love." do you know?!"

Perhaps no one knows better than she how painful it can feel to be betrayed by someone you once trusted.

But the more this happens, the more they need to be affirmed and firmly loved by others.

Lucky people are healed by childhood throughout their lives, and unfortunate people are healed by childhood throughout their lives.

She didn't want Song Sinian to spend his whole life healing his childhood, she hoped that she could be Song Sinian's salvation and pull him out of the haze of the past.

Just like he did to her.

Song Sinian felt his nose a little sore for a moment, this kind of feeling was indeed something he had never experienced before.

But this feeling is not bad.

It was as if the room that had been closed in darkness had suddenly cracked a gap, allowing sunlight that had never appeared before to shine in.

Warm, bright, relaxing...

Just like when she first met Lu Zhaozhao when she was a child, she stood in front of him with a smile like a flower, saying that she would marry him when she grew up.

At that time, although he was still young, he still couldn't help but want to catch this beam of light.

Now... this beam of light turned into a bright moon and fell in his arms, how could he not cherish it?
Song Sinian reached out and hugged Lu Zhaozhao directly, and pressed her deeply into his arms, "As long as you love me all the time, I believe that I am worthy of being loved."

He doesn't extravagantly seek other people's affection, except for Lu Zhaozhao...

(End of this chapter)