Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

It has been raining continuously in recent days, and the sound of tick-tock rain beats on the windows.

For some reason, in the room, listening to the quiet sound of rain can give people a sense of peace.

Song Ruoshi lay obediently on the soft bed, and a night light was turned on, creating a comfortable atmosphere.

Her long hair is black and thick, and it is scattered on the light-colored sheets. Oman picked up a few strands and hooked them on her fingertips. She followed the long hair and touched Song Ruoshi's back, and finally the palm of her hand fell on her waist. .

Aman exerted a little force with his right hand, and Song Ruoshi lay in her arms. Aman hugged her from behind, rubbing the tip of his nose against Song Ruoshi's neck affectionately.

"Can't sleep yet?"

There was a wry smile on Song Ruoshi's delicate and smooth face, and the dark circles under her eyes were very obvious on her fair skin.

She turned around and hugged Aman with both hands.

"I can't sleep, so you can accompany me today."

From that day on, Song Ruoshi seemed to be suffering from a mental illness with a fear of sleep, probably because Gu Jia's hurtful influence remained deep in her heart, which caused her to be unable to sleep for several days in a row. stable.

As long as she closes her eyes, she can't feel safe, as if there is someone next to her pillow staring at her closely with a pair of eyes.

Song Ruoshi couldn't sleep all night and took a week's leave, wanting to make adjustments.

Oman noticed her abnormality at the first time.

At that time, she suggested that she should accompany Song Ruoshi to have a try, but Song Ruoshi did not agree, thinking that she should be able to overcome this fear soon.

But she underestimated this sudden mental illness.

In the end, under Aman's tough attitude, he took Song Ruoshi to the hotel.

Today is their first day living together.

Aman is very happy, the smile on the corner of his mouth has never fallen. During the relationship, no one would refuse this kind of company.

Aman wanted Song Ruoshi to feel her pleasure, so he held her face and kissed her lips heavily.

Song Ruoshi laughed, and the sorrow in her eyes was washed away by her kiss. She stretched out her hand and clasped Aman's ten fingers, and whispered softly: "It's sticky, just like a puppy."

"I'm a cat, and cats can stalk people." Aman pressed her head on his heart, stroking her back again and again, and the two were intimate.

She sighed contentedly and said, "I should have listened to you earlier."

"what happened?"

Song Ruoshi closed his eyes, lowered his eyelashes, leaving a faint reflection, and said, "Because I'm not afraid at all now."

She was like the only street lamp that was on in the middle of the night, illuminating the road ahead.

In the dark night, she is also her own salvation.

"Oman, it's great to have you by my side."

Song Ruoshi's words were like a drop of morning dew, falling from the leaves and falling on the calm surface of the pool, causing ripples circle after circle.

Aman likes this feeling of being needed, which makes her feel that she is a real existence, not an illusory soul, she is a living person.

Oman's warm lips fell on the center of her brows, and said, "It's my luck that I can meet you."

Song Ruoshi raised the corners of his mouth, smelling the fragrance of her body, listening to her heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep.

She had a rare dream. In this dream, Oman did not appear, so something unimaginable happened to her.

Although the self in the dream had a cold attitude towards Gu Qian, she still remembered that she was a former school girl in her heart and did not resist her pursuit, but in the process, she felt oppressed and uncomfortable.

Slowly, when facing Gu Qian, I gradually lost confidence, and began to follow her every suggestion, put on the clothes she liked, and grew the straight black hair she loved.

Later, Gu Qian asked herself to leave the theater and become her assistant.

This was her first resistance, but it was followed by Gu Qian's cold violence, and she even had an affair with other women.

What Gu Qian wanted was to lower her head, to beg her back, to save her.

However, he rejected her.

She thought this relationship was over, but she didn't expect to be taken over by Gu Qian, and her photo was taken. She said she wanted to keep it as a treasure, saying it was a way of expressing love.

At that time, I was in a daze, like a body without a soul.

Very sad, very sad.

But why?

I can't figure it out.

This relationship didn't last long. Gu Qian is a domineering woman, but not a dedicated person. She is like a butterfly, touching flowers everywhere and being merciful everywhere.

Finally, she dumped herself.

Before we parted, she said that no one would like me except her.

Oh, so I lived such a failure?

Later, a colleague who hadn’t seen each other for a long time ran into me in a supermarket. She said that something was wrong with me and I should see a doctor.

I went to-

Depression was diagnosed.

No wonder I feel uncomfortable. It turns out that I am sick.

I am very obedient, follow the doctor's advice, and have been using the medicine.Trying to get in touch with the crowd again, I gradually discovered that there are other colors in this world besides Gu Qian, which is very beautiful and colorful.

I thought I would be happy forever, but the colorful world ushered in black and white again.

Gu Qian wronged me for cheating, and in order to protect her current girlfriend, she destroyed me.

Hey, after struggling for so long, I am still such a failure.

Simply, don't think about anything, close your eyes and you won't be able to see the black and white.

Too ugly, I don't like black and white.

At this time, Aman's voice echoed in Song Ruoshi's ear, calling her again and again.

Song Ruoshi was stripped from the dream in an instant, her cheeks were wet with tears, the end of her eyes were filled with tears, she couldn't cry, and when she realized that the person in front of her was Aman, she hugged Aman tightly, as if embedded in her body.

"Aman, I had a dream. It was terrible. It was terrible. I dreamed that I committed suicide, and I didn't have you in my dream."

Aman's voice is like the warm spring sun, very soft, she said with a smile: "Dreams are all reversed, you are living well, you did not commit suicide, and I am by your side, I will always guard you, how could it be without me?"

Song Ruoshi didn't know how to describe the reality of this dream to her. She witnessed how she stepped into the abyss step by step in the dream, like a pair of invisible hands ruthlessly pinching her neck, unable to help herself. Breathe, can't live.

The tears in her eyes were like pearls with broken strings, and they couldn't stop flowing down. She choked up and said, "Oman, fortunately, it was a dream."

Oman's eyes are deep and complex, as deep as obsidian, she comforted: "Yes, it was just a dream, so don't be afraid, be careful that your eyes are swollen from crying, I have to boil eggs for you to cover your eyes."

"Well, I will hold back and stop crying."

"Hahahaha, let's cry then, what if I get overwhelmed, what should I do?"

Aman wiped her tears with his fingertips, looked at Song Ruoshi's cute face with red eye circles and red nose tip, and couldn't help but kissed her at the end of her eyes, salty and bitter.

She snorted coquettishly, cupped Song Ruoshi's face, and kissed her lips.

It seemed to drive away all her pain, leaving only sweet love behind.

My baby, your fate has changed, please don't be afraid and sad.

"Have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, you can go downstairs and accompany me to the set to watch my acting, okay?"

Song Ruoshi nodded, responding to her.

Her eyes full of tears were full of trust, and she licked her lips, which still had Oman's breath on it.

With her eyes sparkling with water, she seemed unaware of her own beauty.

Maybe it was because she was still afraid of the dream, so her brows and eyes were a little frightened and fragile, like fragile glass.

Aman raised his hand to pinch her chin, and lightly brushed her cheek with his fingertips. His eyes were dark and his voice was soft and sweet, and he said, "Ruo Ruo, don't hook me. I don't want to hurt you at this stage. Harm you."

This harm is not that harm, the two of them know exactly what it means.

Song Ruoshi's long eyelashes trembled, and suddenly he felt that he was becoming less and less like a woman a few years older than her in front of Aman.

Song Ruoshi wanted to refute, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Oman's unrestrained evil nature. She was quite different from her previous temperament. Song Ruoshi shrank instinctively, but felt that this appearance of Oman was extremely sexy/sexy people.

"Hmph, sleep."

"That's good."

Oman held her in his arms again, humming a lullaby softly, peaceful and gentle.

The next day, before dawn, Oman's cell phone was blown up by Miss Pearl.

"Hey?"

"Aman, turn on your phone quickly and read the file I sent you. Something is wrong, someone wants to use Song Ruoshi to drag you into the water!"

Aman stared in confusion, turned on the phone, and saw what Sister Pearl sent in WeChat.

She woke up instantly, without any drowsiness anymore.

Fake daughter Song Ruoshi?

Isn't this a sweet pet article in the entertainment circle, how did it become a real and fake daughter again! ?

The author has something to say:

Thank you Bao for your message and nutrient solution. I hurriedly coded the words. If there is a typo, I will catch it tomorrow~