After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

Gu Chu shook his head, and the voice behind the glass door was a little buzzing, "Don't go there, it's very cold outside."

Qin Chaomu looked at her with lowered eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he smiled. He closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, exhaling a thin puff of smoke.

Captivity without an ounce of self-awareness.

The glass door opened a little, the gray curtains were blown up by the wind, and a person got into his arms.

"so cold."

Surprisingly, this man's chest was still warm after sitting here for so long. Gu Chu put his hands through his woolen coat and hugged him.

"Qin Chaomu, you smell so strong of cigarette smoke." He hugged her with disgust.

Qin Chaomu looked down at her again, his thin lips and nose exhaling smoke as he breathed. His handsome face was a little blurred, and he couldn't distinguish the expression on his face.

The hand holding the cigarette touched her cheek, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Do you dislike me?"

Even though he said this, he still wrapped her tightly in wool.

Gu Chu raised his head and frowned, looking at his features carefully.

As if to prove something, she held his face and kissed him.

The smell of dry tobacco mixed with the smell of nicotine invaded her sense of smell and taste. She put her hands around his neck, as if to make him feel something, with the comfort of a sensitive creature.

The man only returned the kiss with superficial affection, without any hint of eroticism.

"Qin Chaomu," Gu Chu looked at him, "tell me your past stories."

"Do you remember the sunset in the desert you told me about? Then, did you leave that desert?"

The man tugged at the corners of his thin lips, "Why are you listening to that?"

"I want to hear it." She leaned her head against his neck like a baby, listening to the gurgling blood vessels under the skin of his neck. "You tell me one thing, and I'll tell you another thing, okay?"

The man took another puff of the cigarette, and then said to the smoke he exhaled, his voice was low and hoarse from the nicotine, "It's all in the past, there's nothing to talk about."

When he said this, the green-white smoke quickly blurred his expression, but Gu Chu clearly saw the restrained glint in the man's hidden eyes.

His faith truly collapsed as the snow-white world collapsed.

Gu Chu only felt that his heart was so clogged. The world that had been polluted by her wantonness now refused to let in any light. She had really forced such a person to become homeless.

"Then let me tell you?" She pretended not to notice his emotions and leaned on his shoulder to whisper, "When I was five years old, my parents died."

As soon as I opened this head, I felt that the man's body collapsed/collapsed.

Gu Chu smiled, leaned in his arms and said in a calm voice, "Five years old is an age where you can't remember things. Maybe it was because he died in front of me, so I remember it very clearly."

"When the siren sounded, I happened to be looking at the plane that had just taken off. The explosion shattered the glass in the entire square, and then there was wailing and screaming, and the roar of ambulances came one after another."

"Later, I don't know who was holding me. He was wearing a blood-stained military uniform and protected me during the explosion, and he led me to escape through the bullets."

"He should be a very powerful person. Every bullet/bullet can kill a bad guy." Gu Chu suppressed all his emotions, blinked his wet eyelashes, and used a flat and ruthless voice. He continued to report, "Maybe he didn't hear me cry. He kept telling me not to be afraid in my ear."

"Actually, what I'm more afraid of is whether he will be injured or die. In that case, I don't know who I can rely on..."

"From day to night, I finally escaped into the building..." Gu Chu closed his eyes and strongly suppressed the sadness surging in his heart, "I think all his soldiers are dead, and I am the only one left with him. People."

"Finally..." Gu Chu couldn't say anything at once, and it took him almost all his strength to hold back his tears.

"Stop talking." The man's low voice came, and his strong arms folded, "He is wearing a military uniform, so he should protect you."

Gu Chu didn't let Qin Chaomu see her expression, her red eyes were hidden in the man's neck, and she spoke easily with a calmed voice, "Actually, I have forgotten many things, and I don't know why I called him daddy and got him a hemostatic forceps." , get a bandage..." ˆ ˆ ˆ "I begged him not to die, but he was seriously injured, but he promised me that he would not die..."

"I thought he wouldn't die."

"Stop talking." came the man's low and hoarse voice, his palm covering the back of her head and stroking her, "Stop talking, eh?"

"Later... I couldn't sleep all night long. I was afraid of hearing the sound of the ambulance. I would wake up at the slightest movement. Then I would look for my father everywhere. Even in the winter, I would walk out in a daze..."

Her embarrassed and suppressed emotions were almost unbearable, and her voice was trembling: "They all said that I can't survive..."

"...Later, my grandma had no choice but to send me to the military camp. They said that when I saw anyone in military uniform, I would call daddy..."

Gu Chu started to cry. Different from the throbbing silent tears of grievance, the sadness seemed to have opened the floodgates. Maybe he had never opened this hole before, and he cried as if he couldn't bear it.

There is no sound, and the world's sorrow surges into a river.

She hadn't cried that much since she was five years old.

Gu Chu pushed Qin Chaomu away at once, pushed him away in a panic, and ran into the house almost as if he was running away.

With a "bang" sound, she hid in the bathroom and turned on the faucet.

Tears rained down.

Who is born bad and who is born ruthless.

The pain made her bend over and almost suffocate.

The moonlight shines through the sparse flowers and trees and shines on the floating white gauze curtains. The light and shadow are mottled and as pale as frost.

She was the most useless comforter. She was obviously trying to maintain Qin Chaomu's world, but she didn't expect that she couldn't bear the tearing wounds.

……

The moonlight is like water, gentle and quiet, and the bedroom is covered with gauze.

After a long time, Qin Chaomu lifted the quilt and hugged him.

She didn't cry when she was forced by him, she didn't cry when she was bullied by Lilissa, but now she's crying like this when telling a story.

Qin Chaomu rested his chin on the girl's head and looked at the faint mistakes outside the window. Things that were shaking and almost collapsed in his heart seemed to be gathering bit by bit.

Or maybe the justice and faith engraved in the bones of soldiers are recovering bit by bit.

He thought that he might have saved her life, so she would remember it for the rest of her life.

Maybe it's not as ruthless as it seems on the surface.

"Qin Chaomu," a raging voice came, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Let's make peace..."

The long brown hair was pushed aside by the man's fingers, followed by soft and dense kisses, followed by hot breath on her neck and behind her ears.

Roll it to your lips.

The strong masculine smell and the light tobacco smell are sweeping and infecting.

The man's defense and sensitivity didn't seem to drop because of the story just now.

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