Folding wings

Breathing out the oppressive air in his chest, Ren Ji slowly loosened his fingers that were holding Mo Jihan's throat, damn it? !Why was he screwed up by himself again? ! !

He moved again and wanted to get off Mo Jihan's body, but he hesitated after relaxing his strength a little. With this release, that person should be far away from him again.Ren Ji smiled wryly in his heart, his body didn't move for a long time, but he just moved the suppressed leg to his waist, turned his whole body hanging on him, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Mo Jihan's face was green and pale, and his heart was full of resentment, but when he heard Ren Ji's question again, his expression became even colder. He raised his hand and gathered his strength to push Ren Ji away, and quickly got up from the ground He stood up straight, tightened his clothes and was about to leave.

The movement of turning around was so decisive, Ren Ji looked at that indifferent back, and suddenly felt uncomfortable as if his heart was pinched by someone, without thinking, he reached out and held Mo Jihan's arm tightly, "Wait a minute !"

The figure withdrew the steps he was about to take and stood there, but he didn't look back, his straight back expressing a silent rejection.Ren Ji felt that his heart was being squeezed even more uncomfortable, he almost found it difficult to breathe, opened and closed his mouth several times, but there was no sound at all, the two of them just stood in a stalemate.

Ren Ji's heavy breathing, the dull pain of the bone crack in his chest was not as good as a piece in his heart, but he just didn't want to let go, he was sure that if he let go of his hand, he would never think about letting go again. The man is in his hands.

"You...I...I must have a heart..."