Awakened consciousness, was held in the arms of the villain and cried

Lin Qiqi stopped in her tracks, raised her red lips, looked into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Edward Lam."

I'm sorry, the joke you said casually was remembered by you, but I forgot it.

I'm sorry to attack you and hurt you with the most ugly and vicious words.

Lin Yi sighed softly, took Ren Xuxu into his arms, and patted her on the back, "Miss, you know, I never want to blame you at all."

It was rare for Lin Qiqi not to break free from his embrace, and was hugged quietly by him, time seemed to return to the time when their relationship was still very good.

"Go back, it's windy." Lin Yi let go of her, and gathered the coat wrapped around her body for her, with downcast eyes and a gentle expression.

Both of them tacitly didn't mention the matter of who likes whom, but they got along peacefully.

The two walked slowly under the night, the night was alluring, and Yi Lin only wished that time could stop at this moment.

Keep going until the end of your life.

But after all, he still walked to the door of the room. Lin Yi looked soft, and his eyes couldn't hide his emotion, "Go ahead and rest, and I'll heat up the milk and bring it over later."

Lin Qiqi wanted to refuse, but when her gaze touched the man's eyes, her heart softened, she nodded and said "um" softly.

She could speak bad words to the man who coveted her later, but she couldn't refuse that kind of relative who accompanied and protected her.

The corners of Lin Yi's lips curled up imperceptibly, and he tentatively reached out to touch her head again, and said softly, "Good night, Miss."

Lin Qiqi stepped back slightly, "Well, good night."

Maybe it's because of the alcohol, maybe there are too many and too bright stars tonight, maybe it's just that the man's expression is too soft, so she can't help recalling those shining memories.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang again, and outside the door was Yi Lin holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, "Drink a cup of milk to warm your stomach, and go to bed early."

Lin Qiqi reached out to take it, lowered her eyes to conceal the flash of emotion in her eyes, and thanked softly, "Thank you, go to bed early."

At some point, Guo Han was standing not far from Yi Lin, and the disobedient tears fell again, and her heart throbbed, almost making her breathless.

Why is my heart stubbornly falling in love with such a man?

She obviously has many better and better choices than him, can she stop liking him?

Lin Yi turned around and saw Guo Han who was crying into tears. He frowned and reached out to rub his temples. Lin Qiqi had already closed the door of the room.

His eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he walked over to look at Guo Han who was crying so hard, handed her a tissue, and smiled faintly, "Don't cry, you've seen it all."

Guo Han raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a broken voice, "Why can't you...look at me? What do you like about Qi Qi? Is it okay if I become like that?"

The first unforgettable heartbeat in her life, the heart-wrenching love she couldn't get, she wanted to let go of her dignity and try her best to fight for it for herself.

Lin Yi sighed softly, "Miss Guo, I only like her."

Having said so much, Guo Han was powerless to continue entanglement, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his lips, "Okay."

Her back was a little staggering, and Edward Lam watched her go back to his room before striding back.

It's also his fault that he didn't see what she thought about him, and found her for his own selfish desire.

It's not painful to love, it's painful not to be loved.

He also felt deeply, knowing that he was doomed to hang on Lin Qiqi with all his heart, and he didn't want to give others hope that they shouldn't have.

Guo Han leaned against the door, and slowly squatted down to cover his face and weep, sobbing, "Why... can't it be me?"

"It hurts to be a lover, Lin Yi, I don't want to... like you again."

"I don't... like you anymore."

She clutched her heart, and the pain gradually spread from her heart to her internal organs. Every time she moved, she felt as if she was being strangled.

Lin Qiqi looked down at the hot milk in her hand, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if she had fallen into memories again.

That year, she broke into the man's bedroom. The man was sweating profusely, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he kept murmuring her name in a low voice.

At the same time, the movements became faster and faster, and her face was flushed. Although she had never experienced it, she knew what it meant.

She was almost in a daze, just watching his movements stupidly, listening to the "Qi Qi" overflowing from his lips when he couldn't help it, she didn't notice her existence at all.

At that time, she and he were 25 years old.

Since that day, they have never been unable to go back to the way they were at the beginning. She looked into his eyes, lest the scourge would not be in a hurry to dodge.

A man like a pervert.

She didn't know when men's thoughts towards her began to be impure. The seven-year age difference was almost an insurmountable gap in her heart.

Lin Qiqi raised her head and drank the hot milk in her hand. She shook her head and tried her best to get rid of the past.

The whole night was almost haunted by nightmares. From time to time, Lin Yi, who was a young and mature child, appeared. When she was in elementary school, her parents were not at home all year round, and the little girl wanted to braid her hair and go to school by herself.

I don't know when Lin Yi appeared next to her. The little boy was already very tall. He tried every means to make her happy, and learned to help her tie her pigtails.

Puberty came quietly, and the girl also had more troubles. At that time, the boy already had the appearance of a man, and stayed by her side, listening to her share daily trivial matters, and listening to her complaining about the troubles encountered during puberty.

Turning the screen, she saw the man's eyes were flushed, he was dominated by lust, and he murmured "Qi Qi, Qi Qi, Qi Qi" in a low voice.

Like a nightmare, Lin Qiqi was haunted by the scene in the dream, and subconsciously whispered.

Slowly, the man's strong and powerful chest emerged, tightly wrapped her in his arms, and kissed fiercely and lingeringly.

Tirelessly, the rough fingertips rubbed the teardrops in the corners of her eyes, but she still refused to let herself go.

Or maybe he was punishing her.

"Hmm..." Lin Qiqi woke up suddenly, remembering the messy dream in her dream, and rubbed her temples wearily.

No longer sleepy, she turned over and got out of bed to wash her face, patted her cheeks with cold water, looked up at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, and even the roots of her ears were pink.

The water in his eyes was rippling, as if he had just been loved severely.

She reached out to touch the end of her eyes, and involuntarily recalled in her mind the strong and powerful chest of the man in her dream, who pressed her under his body and kissed her fiercely.

In the woods, he pinched her waist, hooked her and teased her, so that she slowly became emotional.