The night is glazed with warm light

Chapter 185 The Cold and Foggy Morning

In the morning, it was foggy and rainy outside, making it a bit gloomy.

The two on the bed hugged each other quietly, as if they were not disturbed by the sound of the rain.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Bianliang woke up first, opened his eyes, and found that the scenery he was looking at was very strange.

He frowned, and vaguely remembered that he saw Leng Zhuxuan's face...

The person in his arms suddenly moved, Su Bianliang's body froze suddenly, subconsciously looked down, the familiar profile made him instantly relieved, and his tense body instantly relaxed.

Su Bianliang thought with some fear, luckily it was her.

Su Biliang turned his head slightly, staring at Leng Zhuxuan's cold and delicate face.

Su Biliang looked very complicated, turned sideways, and stretched out his hand guiltily to touch her side face.

When she wakes up later, what should I tell her?
Unexpectedly, this movement of hers startled the person in her arms, Leng Zhuxuan tightly hugged his waist, and pressed her face to his chest.

Su Bianliang tensed up, and found that the person in his arms hadn't woken up, so he relaxed a little, presumably because he was tired from tossing about yesterday.

In the early morning when the two woke up hugging each other, Su Bianliang looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and suddenly had a thought, maybe, he could...

But as soon as this idea came up, He Kunyu's nasty face appeared in his mind.

All the nightmares woke up instantly, breaking the warm morning.

Su Bianliang looked at the person in his arms and felt a sore throat.I can't help but hug her tightly, put my face close to her face, feel her breath, Zhuxuan, everything in this world is ugly, the wind, rain, and the sun are ugly, people are ugly, and I am very ugly, only you It is as enviable as the blue sky.I miss you so much, but the fact is that it hurts so much...

Leng Zhuxuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Su Bianliang's face close at hand.I was stunned for a moment, gathered myself together, raised a smile, and said hoarsely, "Are you awake? Do you have a headache?"

Su Bianliang didn't expect her to ask this when she opened her mouth. After thinking about it, he shook his head, "No."

"That's good." Leng Zhuxuan smiled, leaned her face forward, and pressed it against his neck, "Can you sleep a little longer?"

Su Bianliang stared fixedly at her blue hair winding on the pillow, feeling awkward in his heart, "Okay"

She didn't mean to mention last night.

Leng Zhuxuan pressed her face against his neck, she didn't intend to sleep any more, she just wanted to hug him for a while, and hug him for a while...

After a long time, she raised her head from his arms and smiled, "May I make breakfast for you?"

Su Bianliang was taken aback, and reached out to stroke her long hair, "I'll do it, if you don't mind me using your kitchen."

Leng Zhuxuan leaned against the door frame, watching Su Biliang was busy in her kitchen wearing her apron, with her sleeves rolled up, revealing her strong arms, and she was carefully washing the vegetables with her head down.

Leng Zhuxuan felt that her heart was sinking deeper and deeper, but she didn't want to struggle at all, and she didn't want to come out at all.

If it's possible... It would be great if I could see this scene every morning. Even if it was changed, she would get up early every day to prepare breakfast for him, and that would be the most blissful thing.

But she has already lost the qualification to enjoy these wonderful things...

She doesn't know what he has to hide, but she won't ask why, because she won't tell him her past.

Silently eating the smooth and soft milk egg custard, Su Biliang on the opposite side suddenly said, "Zhuxuan, I'm sorry."

Leng Zhuxuan lowered her head, her eye sockets were a little sore, and she blinked her eyelashes lightly. She raised her head and met his gaze with a smile, "I'm willing, you don't need to apologize."

"But, I..." Su Biliang's delicate and coquettish face was a little at a loss.

Seeing him at a loss, Leng Zhuxuan couldn't bear it, "Su Bianliang, let this matter go."

"You..." Su Bianliang was puzzled, "Don't you want me to be responsible?"

Hearing this, Leng Zhuxuan's hand holding the spoon paused, feeling her heart constrict, but she still pretended to look at him calmly, "You said last night that you can't be with me. Coincidentally, I also cannot."

Su Bianliang's heart felt cold, strange, he should be relieved when he heard this sentence, but he was not at all relaxed, instead he pressed down a heavy thing, she said that he should not be responsible, meaning: she is not If you like him, what are these few meetings?
That time the two of them separated for no apparent reason, this time...he suddenly wanted to ask her, "Do you like me?"

After reacting, Su Bianliang found that he had already asked, his eyes were startled, and at the same time he regretted, he became nervous, his hands holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but look forward to, what would she answer him?
Leng Zhuxuan was taken aback by the unexpected question, who didn't expect him to ask her this.

What should she answer?Of course she liked him, but could she tell him?He said he couldn't be with her, even if he could, she couldn't, so why did she ask, and why did she say it?
Leng Zhuxuan squeezed the handle of the spoon tightly, struggling inwardly until her fingertips turned purple due to excessive force. She lifted her cold face and smiled, "Of course not, even if Mr. Su is excellent."

Su Bianliang's hands trembled, and he smiled coquettishly, isn't that good?He is not responsible and owes nothing to anyone.

But why does my heart start to ache?
When leaving this apartment,
Su Bianliang looked at the dark sky, smiled sarcastically, and suddenly felt regret that was almost hatred.

Why didn't he restrain himself from provoking her?

Why didn't he resist walking towards her on New Year's Eve?
Why ask that damn question!
So, from the beginning to the end, he is the one who is deeply affectionate, and he is the one who is guilty, and in her eyes, is he just the object of entertainment when she is lonely?

No, he didn't believe it, she was obviously not with anyone else before him! ! !
Obviously, the eyes she looked at him were so gluey... Like the sweet silky candies in the sugar bowl of the old man who sells sugar...

But she laughed so heartlessly just now, it directly pierced his heart...

The rain fell, and it was cold to the bone...

Standing in front of the window, Leng Zhuxuan watched the cheerful figure gradually walk away, put her index finger on the foggy glass, and gently wrote three words: I'm sorry...

You are the sound of nature in my heart, I dare not sing with my hoarse voice;

You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart, I dare not set foot on it with my embarrassed body;

You are the favorite in my heart, but please forgive me, I can't love you openly...

The fog on the glass condenses and slides down the glass.

The mist in the eye sockets condensed and slid down the cheeks.

The blood in my heart coagulates, dripping down the broken atrium...

(End of this chapter)