Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Who knows, the sound of footsteps stretched all the way to the side of her bed. After that, the mattress sank suddenly, and then, even if she closed her eyes, she could feel it, as if a pair of big hands were gradually reaching her face. Her eyes seemed to be a little cautious. But after a brief period of separation, the hands gradually retracted, and then she felt someone open the quilt and gently covered her. Then the depression of the mattress slowly bounced, and then slowly got up again, the sound of footsteps moved away and away, as if a puff of blue smoke drifted away.

Gu Qingqing woke up from her sleep all at once, opened the quilt and sat up: "Sri Lanka!"

Lengs City is no longer in the room, it seems that everything just now is a dream.

She shook her head, she was absolutely crazy. He had said that he would not come back, so it was her own dream just now, right?

Just about to lie down, he touched the half-opened quilt with his hand, and he was taken aback.

She remembered that when she just fell asleep, she didn't cover her quilt!

Gu Qingqing thought of something suddenly, too late to put on his shoes, got up and chased after him, leaning on the railing on the second floor, and saw the city of Lengs who was about to leave in the hall downstairs.

Gu Qingqing hadn't called his name yet, Leng Sicheng seemed to have heard something and turned and looked up at her.

Two people, one above and one below, their eyes meet in the air.

It's him, it's really him! He just came back and covered her with a quilt, right? And when he comes back now, it means that he didn't go to see Xu Zipei just now, or maybe he knew the situation when he saw her, but he still has himself in his heart, right?

After staring for a few seconds, she took a step and wanted to go downstairs and hug him. Unexpectedly, she had just taken a step, Leng Sicheng frowned slightly, and the expression she had originally looked at her suddenly became a lot more serious. He immediately turned around, rushing over without taking off his shoes. She stood on the last step, facing the city of Lengs below, full of joy. Just as he was about to speak, Leng Sicheng's face sank: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Gu Qingqing was taken aback, but before he could react, Leng Sicheng suddenly stepped forward on the steps and stretched out his hand to pick her up. He was about to go out, so he put on a suit and was hugged tightly by him. The stiff fabric still had a little cool chill. When he carried himself to the bedside of the bedroom, he lowered his head and said, "From now on Don't be so frizzy."

He had a hard tone and a bit of blame, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, instead there was an unspeakable taste. There was never a moment when she could see that his care and love for him came from his sincerity.

But besides the warm heart, there is some inexplicable sadness.

Leng Sicheng saw her clearly smiling at the corners of her lips, but her eyes were a little sad. This joy and sadness appeared on her face at the same time, making him inexplicably strange. He frowned slightly, and just about to speak, when the car lights downstairs hit, a gloomy light was reflected on the window sill.

Obviously, he was leaving.

Leng Sicheng touched the back of her hand and turned around to leave. Gu Qingqing's heart was a little flustered, a kind of worry that had never happened before suddenly swept through her mind. She was so afraid that he would leave, and she would lose him forever!

She suddenly stepped forward and took his hand, holding it tighter and tighter, "No, don't go, okay?"