steal a cute baby

Chapter 301 Distressed, pretending to be ignorant (3)
He saw the determination in that petite but proud back.

At this moment, how could she only refuse a glass of water?

But no matter what she wanted to refuse, she lowered her head, watched the water in the glass flow out, and then raised her hand to gently support it.

How could he deliberately separate the water glass from the water?

However, in this endless corridor, when she walked into the elevator proudly, she didn't even look back at him, no, or she didn't look at him again since he came, and her heart was slowly torn apart, playing tricks on her. with.

And he, is he a fool who will be played and applauded by others?

After a shower, it became cooler. She walked alone on this unfamiliar street. The lights on both sides of the street were brilliant. Although there was no moonlight and no stars, it was already a different kind of beauty.

This is a bustling street. Although it has just rained, there will be no shortage of pedestrians on the road.

But her figure is lonely.

She just walked like that alone, a little hurriedly, but without purpose.

It's just that the fire in her heart is getting hotter and hotter. If she wants to put out the fire, she can only continue walking in this cold night.

He doesn't need to explain, because no matter whether he explains or not, she will never forgive him.

but……

How could he not say a word.

The outside of the front door not far away is decorated with beautiful neon lights, yellow, green, red and purple.

It's just such a mechanical flash date, but it is liked by people, and it even brings endless imagination to people.

However, her heart just sank endlessly.

In the end, I didn't know where I was going, and my heart seemed to die from exhaustion because I couldn't find a direction.

I don't know when, I finally couldn't go on, and finally stopped.

The fire in my heart seemed to be gradually extinguished, leaving only dust.

Standing in this bustling city without night, the hustle and bustle of traffic, neon lights, strong winds and the occasional desolate raindrops that fall on the body, but nothing can erase the gloom of death.

The city listens to the depths of most people's hearts in the gently swaying wine glasses in the hands of men and women, but it cannot solve the knot in her heart.

On the way back she noticed that there was music everywhere, happy and unhappy, strong and lyrical.

However, that prison bird, at that moment, was the only reason for her to stop.

She just stood quietly in front of the front room near the hotel. Not long after the stereo was moved out after the rain, most of the song had already been played.

I am a bird imprisoned by you.

I have forgotten how high the sky is.

If you leave the little castle you gave me.

I don't know who else to rely on.

I am a bird imprisoned by you.

Getting less and less love.

Watch your smile burn in the eyes of others.

This chaotic city cannot accommodate my idiocy...

It was already late when I returned to the hotel, but I knew he was following me.

He is still so worried that something will happen to her?
He still treats her like a three-year-old who can't take responsibility for him?

In the past, she was so rare in his favor, but today, she suddenly felt that she couldn't afford it.

As for the unworthy, she would rather not have any more.

The night is so deep that people in the deep have already rested.

She lay quietly on the big bed that didn't belong to her, but she couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

It was raining again outside, and she heard the hard sound of raindrops hitting the glass screen, as if she wanted to break the thick glass to be reconciled.

Disturbed, she was depressed for a long time.

On such a big bed, the quilt couldn't stay on her alone.

I finally got up, afraid that it would be a nightmare if I closed my eyes.

With such an ugly face, he ran his hands through the black hair, and finally closed his eyes tiredly, but couldn't help crying softly any longer.

God will never be fair to you.

She used to comfort herself that what God took away from you will give you another important thing, but tonight, she suddenly understood what most people said, God, it is never fair.

The death of her father, the injury of her mother, she has experienced a narrow escape.

But, in the end, he still didn't let her go.

Finally, low sobs disturbed the brief silence in the bedroom.

When tears washed her cheeks, she put her hands around her knees, her forehead resting on her knees, and she could no longer lift her head.

But that person stayed quietly in the living room.

The huge sofa seemed a little crowded because of his tall figure.

The only light left between his fingers was the cigarette fire that he could not live without these two days.

She is sad, so why isn't he?

However, it is useless to say anything now.

He didn't know what sentence she would give him next, he was waiting.

The wait was agonizing, but at least she hadn't thrown him out yet.

The two of them never communicated again, but not long ago, they were still inseparable.

It's no longer just the bedroom filled with her sad crying, even some places in the living room can be faintly heard.

Her heart was pounding, but she couldn't hold it back.

She could no longer bear the feeling of facing each other but being unable to do anything.

Those sobs seemed to be pulled out from the depths of the soul, which made people feel so painful.

The room was full of sadness, he lay there quietly, just smoking one cigarette after another until the crying inside stopped, and his chest was also uncomfortably heaving.

He couldn't see his sad appearance clearly in the dark, but he could feel his melancholy emotion from the sound of his hard breathing.

In the end, he fell asleep crying.

When she let herself cry enough, she didn't know how she fell asleep.

With that petite and thin body, how could she look like a mother of two children?
She was clearly a little woman who was lost and helpless and needed to rely on.

But he has been suppressing, he can't find a reason to lose his temper.

Just gently pushed open the bedroom door after she fell asleep.

Going to the bed, picked up the blanket next to her and gently covered her, seeing her red eyes from crying, and how she was still sobbing in her sleep, finally left.

If looking at him will only make her sadder, then he can leave first and let her calm herself down.

So the door was closed again quickly, and she didn't open her eyes again, but there were still tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

The air seems to be condensed, full of sadness.

It is full, and it is difficult for people to breathe.

The heavy rain that night did not stop until the next morning.

(End of this chapter)