After returning home, Xiao Bei never mentioned Zhang Zhongyu again, as if it had never happened.

But now that she knows, Zhang Boyan still wants to talk to her about some things.

At night, he leaned against the head of the bed and Xiaobei leaned against his arms as if he were asleep.

But he knew that she didn't sleep.

So he whispered, "Xiao Bei, the only thing I agree with is her surname Zhang. There may be some material compensation, but there won't be too much, won't go back to the mountain and water, and won't often appear in front of you. "

Mo Xiaobei originally pretended to sleep with his eyes closed. Listening to his low hoarse voice, he gently bit his lower lip: "Zhang Boyan, are you afraid of my anger?"

He gave a hum and reached out and gently stroked her long hair.

She turned over and hugged him, her face buried in his waist and abdomen, and her voice was hoarse: "how can I be angry? If I'm even angry, I don't deserve to be with you."

Her voice sank further: "but I won't apologize to her."

Tang Xin killed her mother and hurt her. Zhang Zhongyu didn't take out the medicine. Now it's unreasonable for her to thank her.

When she finished, Zhang Boyan picked her up and sat on his waist.

She sat like a poor little animal, her hands and feet were at a loss, and her eyes were wet.

Zhang Boyan reached out and gently wiped it off for her. He smiled a little: "I'm so big, but I still cry."

He didn't say it was okay. As soon as he said it, she couldn't help crying.

Xiaobei has always been strong. She was afraid of death before. After so many things happened, she was not afraid of death.

But when she came back, she was by Zhang Boyan's side, and she was afraid of death again.

She is afraid of death and will never see him again. She is afraid of death and he will always be lonely.

She cried and hugged him without saying anything. She just lay down in his arms and wept silently.

Zhang Boyan smiled and gently patted her on the small shoulder, coaxing her like a child: "how can you cry like this, huh?"

Pull up her little face, gently wipe her tears, and kiss her eyes: "kiss you, don't cry, good."

Her heart was melting, but she couldn't help crying.

Maybe it's because in his arms, she doesn't need restraint, maybe she has been depressed for too long, or maybe he has spoiled her too much recently. She's not so strong.

In short, she cried badly, as if to cry out all her fears.

Every cell in the body is calling Zhang Boyan, and every cry is also his name.

Zhang Boyan was slightly stunned. Later, instead of wiping tears for her, he pressed her in his arms and patted her gently... Like coaxing a baby.

She cried for a long time. I don't know how long later, she lay in his arms with a particularly light voice: "Zhang Boyan, if everything hadn't happened, how good would I have been?"

With that, her tearful eyes looked like a starry morning, staring at him all the time.

Zhang Boyan sighed and stroked her eyes.

He remembered that time in the night, she looked up at him with such eyes. Her eyes were as full of small stars.

He smiled and kissed her: "for better or worse, we are together."

Xiao Bei was stunned. Even if he threw it into his arms, he didn't speak again.

He patted her and coaxed her to sleep

No matter how dark the night was, he stayed with her.

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