Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

But since when did Yuan Fan stop being hysterical about me temporarily leaving?There was a time when I just came back and didn't tell him and he would throw a tantrum.Once when I just turned around to leave, he would cry like masochistic.But now, when he hurts himself regardless of my worries, when he hides from me, and when I don’t know, he talks sweetly to someone in the middle of the night, even when I refuse to listen to his explanation, After clearly expressing his sadness and anger, he was not the same as before, paranoidly hoping that I would forgive him, but he just smiled and agreed to go to the guest room.

I suddenly got scared, I'm afraid that I'm living in a dream I've woven, I'm afraid, Yuan Fan is no different from Lu Siyan.I couldn't help biting the fabric on the edge of the pillow, to stop myself from thinking wildly, I should trust Yuan Fan, I've always done this, I should trust that he won't hurt me.I should believe it.

But I have never been so timid.

I almost didn't sleep all night. I fell asleep in a daze when the sky was about to dawn. I woke up because of the chaotic dream within a few minutes. I sat up with a splitting headache. I took the mobile phone on the bedside table and saw that I was only asleep. In less than half an hour, I suddenly became very irritable.It was not yet dawn, and it was still very cold outside in the early morning. I wrapped my coat and came to the yard, sat on the bench and looked at the empty path in a daze, and slowly let go of my thoughts, hoping to relieve some headaches.

Yuan Fan didn't wake up until almost noon. When he finished washing, I was making lunch. He stood beside me and poured himself a glass of water. When he drank half of it, I heard him almost throwing the glass away. , put it on the table, and then he leaned over, held my face in his hands, and looked at me carefully.

He had to raise his eyes to look at Yuan Fan, looking at those beautiful eyes, obviously black holes usually have no brilliance, but concern was written on his face, he frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you? Your complexion is really bad, what's wrong?"

"Let go." I took his hands away impatiently, and tried to focus on the ingredients, but I couldn't control my concern, and suddenly felt very depressed.Interestingly, Yuan Fan was also extremely wronged.

His hand froze in mid-air, and then looked very sad, looking at me extremely carefully, "Mo Xiaoqi, I wrote you a letter last night."

Listening to his aggrieved voice, I almost exploded, what is this?Tell me that you, Yuan Fan, stayed up all night to hurt your body just to write a letter to explain to me and ask for forgiveness?Then what?Should I be moved to the point of crying? !I looked down at the chopping board, trying to suppress the sourness and anger in my chest.I don't want to see what he wrote, what he wants to explain to me.

I feel like crying.

Controlling my emotions, I turned my head and looked at Yuan Fan, "Is staying up all night enough for you?" Yuan Fan has always been sensitive to emotions, he probably thinks that my emotions are wrong, but he can't figure out the reason, it's just a little Depressedly said, "I said I would explain it to you, so I wouldn't coax you. I didn't make up anything, so I don't need to stay up all night."

Putting down what I was doing, I simply turned around and leaned against the edge of the table, hugging my shoulders and looking at him, "Didn't you stay up late and spend time thinking about what you want to say?"

My nervousness broke after Yuan Fan answered, he looked at me with such sincerity, his eyes were full of seriousness, "I didn't stay up all night, I don't need to make up."

I can't remember how I felt when I woke up and found myself tied up and forced to watch Lu Siyan and Chen Yan, but it was probably much worse.Although the first love is unforgettable, it is not deep.I guess my pain at that time was sad, but it was probably not as good as it is now. It was a throbbing pain like suffocation, as if the sensory nerves in the lungs became too sharp in an instant, and the pain was so slight that even breathing was uncomfortable.

But after all, I am not that naive college student anymore. I am almost 30 years old, and I have to improve myself.