Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

In the middle of the night, there is no moon in the sky, a few dim yellow street lights illuminate the roadside, and the air still carries moisture after the rain.

The girl was wearing a pink bear nightdress, her white cheeks still had faint sleep marks, her peach-blossom eyes were hazy and she was hazy.

She was wearing sandals, showing a piece of bright white slender legs, there was still water on the side of the road, but she didn't notice it, just dripping over.

"What's wrong with you?" She squatted down in front of the boy and asked softly.

The boy looked at her, the eyes that melted into the night, quietly embellished with silk.

He did not dare to say that he was leaving, nor did he dare to ask anything, but he was silent and looked at her without blinking, as if to carve her into his soul at this moment.

The camphor tree not far away swayed slightly, dropping drops of dew.

The young man squatted on the ground, his body was already soaked, and strands of hair stuck to his forehead. He looked pitiful, like a helpless puppy falling into the water.

The wind in the night brought the rain and the cold water, and the boy's soaked body was blown by the wind, and he couldn't help shivering.

"You come in with me." Cheng Chu said.

The boy slowly got up from the ground, but he just stood there, pursing his white lips, and stubbornly shook his head.

He should have left silently, never show up in her world, never disturb her again.

As the night was deep, Cheng Chu looked at the resisting boy in front of him, reached out and held his wrist, "Come in with me."

The wrist froze in vain, and the young man made a slight profit.

The girl didn't even notice his struggle and dragged him forward.

"My parents and brother are not at home today, don't worry." She thought she was afraid of seeing her family when she was a teenager, and quickly explained.

The young boy's pale wrists were wet, still carrying the coldness of the rain, but for a moment, the hot heat seemed to rush away from that little wrist, carrying fire and electricity all the way to the bottom of his heart.

He was weak, and was dragged forward like a marionette.

The closed door blocked the roaring night breeze outside. There was a small night light in the living room. The soft light was reflected on the smooth marble floor, and the crystal chandelier on the top reflected a little bit of starlight.

The boy stood in the hallway, not even daring to go inside.

"These are slippers, don't stand up, come in." The girl said back.

He shook his head again, "I am very wet."

It will stain here.

"Come in!" Cheng Chu simply took his hand this time and tugged vigorously.

But although the young man was thin and tall, he stood motionless by the shoe cabinet, motionless.

"Are you asking me to help you slippers if you don't come in?" Cheng Chu leaned a few steps closer, then squatted down.

The boy hurriedly backed away and waved his hand: "No, no need."

"Then your own slippers, come in quickly." Cheng Chu said.

The young man finally squatted down obediently. He moved quickly, as if he was afraid that Cheng Chu would come over again.

After taking off his shoes, he put on slippers and stood obediently in the corner, with his head down, like a puppy doing something wrong.

Cheng Chu suddenly felt softened.

She was still a little angry that he didn't answer the phone, which made her worry one day, but now she saw him braving the heavy rain to find herself and shrank under the eaves in embarrassment. Her breath disappeared.

The room was quiet, Cheng Chu said softly: "Come up with me."

The wooden stairs made a few footsteps in the quiet night, and this time the boy followed up very well.

But the steps were heavy. Step by step seemed to be on the boy's cold heart, dull and deep. He hated his insatiable discontent, always approached greedily, giving up his original promise again and again.

But the boy looked at the girl's back, but he understood in his heart how happy his humble self is at this moment.

Passing through the long corridor, the girl opened the door and pushed him straight into the bathroom.

"You are all wet now. Take off your clothes first and take a bath to avoid catching a cold." The girl walked to the bathtub and taught him how to control and adjust the water temperature.

Gu Miao was at the same place.

She continued: "I'll find you some pieces of my brother's clothes. You are about the same height, so you should be able to wear them."

The boy's fingers trembled and his head stopped thinking for a moment.

"Then I will look for the clothes first, and if I find them, I will leave them at the door." The girl walked out of the bathroom and poked her head out after a few seconds, "Don't be stunned, hurry up, or you will have a fever tomorrow."

His body soaked in rain was cold, but warmth rose from the bottom of his heart.

The girl closed the door, and the large mirror in the bathroom reflected his decadent and embarrassed appearance.

He was a little upset, and when he saw her for the last time, he was so embarrassed.

This bathroom is much larger than his original room, and on the shelf next to the bathtub are all kinds of shower gel, shampoo and body lotion.

The boy's face flushed suddenly, a trace of annoyance flashed in his cold eyes, and he wanted to raise his hand and slap himself severely.

He washes very quickly, as if fleeing, Cheng Chu almost put down his clothes, and a hand stretched out between the bathroom door.

"So fast?" Cheng Chu stuffed his clothes and pants into his hands, as if he could still feel the moisture remaining on his arms.

The hand froze in vain, and for a while, the voice from the empty bathroom was dry and dumb, "Yeah."

Cheng Chu went downstairs to make **** tea, and when he entered the door carefully, he found the boy standing by the window.

The clothes looked a bit generous on him, but the clean white shirt still reflected the upright figure of a young man. He held his wet clothes in both hands and raised his eyes when he heard the footsteps. He asked in a awkward manner: "Where do I wash my clothes? ?"

He was afraid of dirtying the girl's sink, so he dared not wash there.

"Give it to me, wait for me to get it for you." Cheng Chu handed him the **** tea.

The young man clenched his hands and didn't want to let go. His voice trembled in panic, "No, no, how can I let you wash."

She shouldn't even touch it.

"What do you think, of course, is to put in the washing machine." Cheng Chu smiled.

The back of the boy's pale hand was full of blue veins, "I'll let it go."

"You can't use it, oops, give it to me." Cheng Chu couldn't help but grabbed the wet clothes.

She inadvertently touched the back of the boy's cold hand, and trembling slightly, "You see your hand is so cold, so you don't want to drink it."

The strong **** flavor permeated, and the wet coldness in the rainy night was slightly dissipated. Gu Miao held the **** tea in her hands, and the enthusiasm spread all the way from the white porcelain cup to the bottom of her heart.

He took a sip, the sweetness melted in his heart.

"I'll put your clothes in the washing machine first, don't worry about washing and drying them, they will dry soon." The girl said with a smile.

The curtains are very light blue, like a sunny summer sky.

The girl walked out of the balcony, and the beautiful silhouette of her squatting was reflected on the curtains.

But the figure froze in vain.

"What's wrong?" Gu Miao's heart tightened.

The light blue was pushed aside, the room was brightly lit, and the girl was standing on the balcony, with a layer of tears floating in her eyes.

She held a piece of soaked tissue paper on her hands, and a little bit of rain dripped on the ground, fainting a small water stain.

Gu Miao's breathing stopped for a moment, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at those tearful eyes again.

There was another drizzle outside, falling diagonally into the balcony and brushing the girl's long black hair.

"Where are you going?" she choked, with a trembling ending.

The young man clenched his hands white, but he could not say a word.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the writing on the paper had been fainted by the rain, but Cheng Chu knew that it was a ticket.

She clenched her fists, and the fluttering paper was squeezed into a ball.

For an instant, the young man's painful eyes just at the door appeared in her mind, mixed with nostalgia.

Just like the rainy night of the farewell in the previous life, he also looked at her with such a look.

Her vision gradually blurred and became clear again in the next second.

"Don't, don't cry." The boy walked over, his hands stopped abruptly at the moment when he was about to touch her cheeks.

The fingertips tremble, but never dared to take another inch.

In the next second, the girl suddenly jumped into his arms.

Her body was cold, still carrying the slight moisture of rain, but for a moment, the boy's heart was hot.

He understood that he should push her away.

But the moisture from his neck was like a flame, and the raging and flowing emotions in his body burned all the remaining reason in the next second.

He hugged the girl and his empty heart was filled in an instant.

"Don't cry." He sighed helplessly.

There is no moon in the rainy night, the girl raised her eyes, her teary eyes seemed to fall into a few stars.

But the star fell in the boy's heart and rolled on the knife, making his heart hurt.

"Don't cry." He was clumsy, unable to say anything else, so he could only repeat it jerky.

The girl’s tears fell like beads that had fallen from the thread, "I forbid you to go."

He closed his eyes painfully, and the bottom line in his heart was almost broken.

The room was quiet, and only the girl was left sobbing softly, "You don't go to school, don't answer the phone, and now you say you want to leave."

She withdrew from his arms angrily, wiping her tears, her voice was extremely aggrieved, "I went to find you, and was pushed by someone in the alley, hurting my hands and feet."

The warm and soft moment left, taking away Gu Miao's trembling heartbeat.

"Where did it hurt? Show me." The sanity in his mind disappeared, and he cautiously grabbed the girl's wrist, his voice trembling in anxiety.

Cheng Chu pursed his lips and stretched out the palms of his palms, his thin white palms covered with scratches.

She looked at the young man’s distressed eyes that were about to cry, but stubbornly asked: "Why are you leaving?"

The night was silent, and even the falling rain was clearly audible.

The boy closed his eyes, his voice was dull and hard, "I shouldn't bother you."

He knew that if he stayed with her and watched her close to others every day, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

It was because he was greedy, and he shouldn't expect things that don't belong to him.

"Who are we?" Cheng Chu asked.

The voice of the young man floated in the night, and was cold from the rain.

"You and Lin Qifeng."

He pursed his whitish lips and pressed his heart, recklessly calling her nickname for the first time, "Chuchu, I—"

The rest of the words were blocked, and the girl leaned over on tiptoe and kissed the cool lips of the boy.

The drizzle outside the house was fluttering.

His world fell apart and stopped instantly.

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