Fall in love with a beautiful boss

Thinking of this, I looked at Qiu Tong: "if he sucks, do you think he can live to now? If he smokes, do you think he can still do this business? Although it is not a legitimate business, it still operates in an orderly manner. "

Qiu Tong seemed a little relieved, but his eyes still had some doubts. He stared at me and tried to see something from my eyes.

I dare not look into Qiutong's eyes again and stand up: "it's getting late. I'm going to take a bath and go to bed."

Qiu Tong stood up slowly, walked upstairs slowly, walked to the stairs, and looked back at me.

At this glance, I saw a flash of extreme fear in Qiutong's eyes.

My heart couldn't help shivering, so I turned and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, I came out to the living room. I heard nothing upstairs. Qiu Tong seemed to be asleep.

I closed the doors and windows and went back to the bedroom to lie down.

Many things happened today, from giving lectures at Haizhu company to meeting the four King Kong at noon, from being beaten by Haifeng in the afternoon to in-depth communication with Lao Li, from meeting Qiutong on the plane to ningzhou anti tracking action.

I feel very tired, physically tired and mentally tired.

Lying on the soft big bed, I sighed deeply, thinking that Qiutong was sleeping on me at the moment. My heart couldn't help feeling strange again.

Unconsciously, I entered the dream.

I don't know how long later, I was suddenly awakened from my dream by a sad cry.

"Ah -- help --"

In the dead of night, the voice sounded so frightened and clear.

The sound came from upstairs. It was clearly Qiutong's voice.

No, Qiu Tong has something to do!

My head was buzzing. I couldn't think about it. A bone jumped up from the bed. I didn't even have time to wear clothes. I only wore pants. I opened the door and rushed upstairs——

I rushed up the stairs at a fast speed, found the bedroom door, and kicked it: "pa -" Qiutong's bedroom door was kicked open by me——

I flew in. There were no lights in it. I couldn't see anything. I only heard Qiu Tong's gasp of panic.

I felt the switch by the door and turned on the light——

When the light came on, I saw a scene that surprised me.

The windows in the bedroom were well closed, and the curtains were not opened. It didn't look like someone came in, and the door was closed and kicked open by me.

Qiu Tong's hair was scattered and his face was very white. He was wearing pink silk pajamas. His hands tightly grasped the foot of the towel quilt. His body cowered into a ball, curled up at the head of the bed, trembling constantly, and his eyes opened wide in confusion and fear.

At the same time, I smelled the strong smell of smoke and wine in the room. Looking at the bedside table, a bottle of dry red had bottomed out, and there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray.

No doubt, these are Qiu Tong's masterpieces. She didn't sleep after she came up, but smoked and drank herself.

Why? I knew in my heart that she was depressed, depressed, frightened and unable to relieve herself, so she drank muggy wine and smoked.

So it seems that Qiu Tong had a nightmare instead of someone coming in.

At the moment, Qiu Tong, looking at her eyes and expression, doesn't seem to wake up from the nightmare. It seems that she is still in the anesthesia of alcohol and the fear of nightmares.

Looking at Qiu Tong's frightened appearance, my heart felt a burst of pity. I bent over to look at Qiu Tong: "Qiu Tong, what's the matter? Have nightmares. "

"Ah -" Qiu Tong suddenly uttered another cry of panic. She looked at me with both eyes. Her body only shrunk back and kept shaking. She didn't seem to recognize me.

"Qiu Tong, it's me, yi Ke." I said, holding out my hand.

"Don't come - you don't come - who are you?" Qiu Tong's voice hurried up with fear: "don't come over."

My nose was suddenly sour and my throat was blocked: "if you dream, I'm a guest."

"Guest, are you a guest? My guest? " Qiu Tong's eyes were still confused, but they lit up a lot. He murmured. Suddenly, tears came down: "guest, you finally came to me, my guest, am I dreaming? I'm dreaming. "

Qiu Tong looked at me, but his eyes were divergent and dazed, with two lines of tears on his face.

I sat down beside the bed, reached out and took Qiutong's hand. With one hand, I gently wiped the tears on her face, so that her cold and stiff body could be slowly relieved. Then I lay down and covered her with a towel and quilt.

After Qiu Tong lay down, he closed his eyes and seemed to understand that he was in the dream. He didn't want to open his eyes to let the dream end. He held my hand tightly and whispered, "guest, don't leave Ruo Meng, accompany me, get close to me, give me a support and give me a world."

Qiutong's mouth spewed out a lot of wine. I know she is still intoxicated with alcohol and is slowly coming out of her nightmare.

I held Ren Qiutong's hand tightly in one hand, gently stroked Qiutong's cheek in the other hand, stared at Qiutong's slightly wrinkled eyebrows, at Qiutong's white and pure skin, and at Qiutong's youthful and beautiful face.

At the moment, there is no impulse, no desire, only moving and heartache.

"You had a nightmare just now, didn't you? If dream. " I leaned close to Qiu Tong's ear and whispered.

My nostrils clearly smell the fragrance of Qiutong's body.

My voice is very light, suddenly from outside.

"Yes." Qiu Tong muttered to himself in his dream: "what a terrible nightmare. A lot of skeletons and zombies are around me, and big ghosts and little ghosts catch me in hell. "

I see. The suicide and drug abuse that I told Qiu Tong last night frightened Qiu Tong, which is the main reason for her nightmares.

"Don't be afraid. If you dream, I'm by your side and guests are by your side to protect you." I continued to whisper in Qiutong's ear. Qiutong's hair touched my nostrils and itched.

"Guest, we are really together. Really, do you know how much I miss you. How much I love you... "Qiu Tong whispered, still closing his eyes, but tears rolled down again.

I tightly closed my lips and reached out to wipe Qiutong's cheeks. Qiutong suddenly grabbed my hands and shivered: "guest, I'm cold, cold."

Qiu Tong's hands are really cold, even cold.

I hesitated, went straight to bed, opened the towel quilt, reached for the bedside switch, turned off the light, and then hugged Qiutong into my arms.

The room was suddenly dark.

Qiutong called softly. There was no other reaction. I felt Qiutong's body was very stiff and cold.

My brain at the moment is surprisingly pure, surprisingly calm, surprisingly free of distractions.

I just hold Qiutong's body tightly, with incomparable love and closeness, with trance hallucinations and dreams. I just hope to warm Qiutong with my own body, take care of Qiutong with my own arms, and give her safety and comfort with my own arms.

This is my dream goddess. This is a moment in my dream. This is a scene I dare not dream of.

At this moment, it has really come true.

However, I really have no distractions, evil thoughts and desires at the moment. I just want to warm Qiutong, her body and soul.

At the moment, I really feel like a gentleman, Liu Xiahui.

It's easy for a man to be a flow awn, but it's difficult to be an honest man, because the nature of a man is a flow awn, which is easy to show the truth, and many honest men are disguised. That's the so-called pretending force in the legend. It's really difficult to be a real honest man from the inside to the outside.

And now, I actually did it.

I also think it's incredible that I could be an upright man and the legendary Liu Xiahui.

Maybe someone will say that I pretend to force and say that there is no way to do that under such circumstances. I can only say that this is different from people's mental skills. Maybe he will do it if he changes the person, or I will do it if I change other environment and time. However, I really didn't do it under the circumstances at the moment.

If it were told to others, I would believe very little.

Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

For a while, Qiutong's body gradually became soft and warm.

She seems to be asleep, sleeping soundly, quietly and steadily, breathing evenly.

At this time, my heart is full of sadness and bitterness, and my heart is gurgling with bitter tears.

I gently loosened Qiu Tong's body, fumbled and wrapped Qiu Tong's body with a towel, then sat up and sat by the bed in the dark for a long time.

For a long time, I stood up, walked out of Qiutong's room, went downstairs and returned to my room. I wanted to lie down and sleep, but I was worried that Qiutong would have nightmares and be frightened again.

I put on my clothes and went upstairs to Qiutong's bedroom.

First, I looked at the bedroom door. I didn't kick it. It seems that Qiutong didn't close it when he was sleeping.

I turned on the desk lamp on the bedside desk, pulled a chair by the weak light and put it by Qiutong's bed.

Qiu Tong is sleeping soundly at the moment.

I sat in the chair, watching Qiutong's beautiful sleeping position and Qiutong's hazy holy face.

I sat motionless by Qiutong's bed and looked at Qiutong like this.

After a long time, I sat in my chair and dozed off.

"EH -" suddenly, I heard a faint exclamation.

I opened my eyes and saw Qiu Tong waking up. He was lying in bed with wide eyes and looked at me strangely.

I trembled, shook my head, looked at Qiu Tong and rubbed my eyes: "you wake up."

"Yi Ke, you -- why are you here?" Qiu Tong sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, pulled a towel to cover his body, and looked at me in surprise.

"Why am I here? You ask me? " I said.

"Yes, why are you sitting here if you don't sleep well?" Qiu Tong said.

"You woke me up in the middle of the night. I can't sleep. I'll just sit here and watch you. " I said.

"Oh, I scream in the middle of the night?" Qiu Tong frowned in confusion, reached out and knocked on his temple. He thought, "last night I had a dream. I had a nightmare. I dreamed of many skeletons and zombies. I also dreamed that I was in hell. I dreamed of those big ghosts and little ghosts. It was terrible."

"Yes." I nodded and looked at Qiu Tong: "what else did you dream of?"

"Still..." Qiu Tong looked at me with a look of memory and thinking, and suddenly blushed: "still... It seems that he also dreamed of my friend in the air and you."

"Me? What did you dream of me doing? " I said.

"Dream of you..." Qiu Tong's face suddenly became more red and lowered his head.

After a while, Qiu Tong raised his head and frowned. He seemed to be thinking about something. He murmured, "how can I feel that I am dreaming, not dreaming. Did I dream last night? "

"It's not a dream. Then, will you really see big ghosts, little ghosts and skeleton zombies?" I looked at Qiu Tong: "nonsense, of course you are dreaming. It's nothing to have a dream. I can't sleep well. I slept well and was awakened by your cry. When I came up, I saw you sleeping again. You're asleep, but I'm not sleepy. I'll just sit here and watch you. "