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Song Ling drove Shen Zhao and the two back to the villa together. Along the way, Shen Zhao kept hugging Song Ling's arm, unwilling to let go for a moment, for fear that as soon as she let go, she would disappear from sight in the next second.

When they arrived at the villa, the car stopped at the door. Song Ling turned to look at her, smiled softly, and said softly, "Are you so afraid that I will leave?"

Shen Zhao hooked her arm, curled a small fist into her palm and let her hold him.

She responded softly, "Well, I'm afraid that you will lie to me again, and you will push me away and leave me."

Song Ling silently looked down at the two people's entangled palms, with a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "No, never again."

Shen Zhao looked up at her, she knew that she was worried and scared, afraid of facing those bad results, she comforted her: "A Ling, I asked Meng Yunan, she said it's not hopeless, there is a [-]% chance, I will Believe in you, and believe in myself, I will definitely succeed. Even when there was only a [-]% chance, I never gave up, so you must not give up, okay?"

Song Ling looked at her deeply, and finally smiled, and she promised her: "I will."

Shen Zhao leaned over, held her shoulders, and kissed her lips.Song Ling's lips were a little dry, and the corners of her lips were peeled. Shen Zhao was getting wet slowly, and the tip of his nose touched her, and his breath became ambiguous. She slowly opened her eyes to look at her, and said softly, "You used to take care of me. , this time, let me take care of you, okay?"

Song Ling pressed her forehead against her, feeling the tenderness at this moment, she smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Unfastening their seat belts, the two got out of the car, opened the door and entered the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Zhao suddenly yelled, remembering and said: "Today is your birthday, I forgot to buy you a cake and a gift..." After saying that, he turned around and walked out, intending to take her out.

Song Ling stretched out her hand to grab her, and closed the door again, pushing her against the door.Shen Zhao leaned against the door, looked up at her pressed head, his heart was pounding, and even his breathing became soft unconsciously.

Song Ling rubbed her forehead with her head nostalgicly, and said softly, "I don't want anything, I just want you."

Shen Zhao stretched out his hand, raised his arm around her neck, put his lips on her, kissed her, and said, "Then also light a candle and make a wish."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhao lowered his head and passed under her arm, ran to the kitchen closet, and found a few candles from the leftover candlelight dinner.

Song Ling turned around, looked at her small back in the kitchen, smiled and walked over.

Pull out the chair and sit down, and there are a few candlesticks on the table.Shen Zhao lit all the candles, and ran over to turn off the lights. The room was dark for a moment, only the dim candlelight in front of him remained.

The light reflected on her face, showing a gentle yellow, like old and beautiful memories.

Shen Zhao looked at Song Ling, smiled and said, "Honey, make a wish."

Song Ling answered her, closed her eyes with a smile, and silently made a wish in her heart.

She hoped that her Ah Zhao would be happy forever.

After making her wish, Song Ling opened her eyes and blew out the candle in front of her.

The room was completely dark, and nothing could be seen.

Shen Zhao asked her, "What wish did you make?"

Song Ling lowered her eyes and didn't tell her, but said: "It won't work if I say it."

Shen Zhao couldn't see Song Ling's face, nor could she clearly see her expression at the moment.The darkness enveloped her, which suddenly made her feel scared. She told herself over and over again that the ending must be good, and her Ah Ling would be safe.

But another thought had to flash in my mind, what should I do if the ending is bad?

Tears welled up in an instant, Shen Zhao stood up, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to turn on the light."

Mo Hei walked to the wall, and Shen Zhao stood there, facing the boundless darkness, praying over and over again in his heart:

If there really were gods in this world, she would rather divide the rest of her life from Ah Ling in half, and every wish in the rest of her life would only be exchanged for this prayer.

She's not very greedy, she just doesn't want to lose her.

Reaching out to press the switch on the wall, the room suddenly brightened.

Song Ling turned her head to look at the back figure by the wall, and her eyes slowly became lonely. She knew that when she mentioned the wish just now, Ah Zhao remembered her illness.

This kind of pain is in the breath all the time, no matter sad or happy, it will follow in an instant.

In this world, there is no real joy and happiness anymore.

Song Ling walked over, hugged her from behind, wrapped her arms around her waist, and clasped her tightly in her arms.

Lips stuck behind her ears, calling her softly: "My wife..."

Shen Zhao was lightly startled, turned around to face her, she caught a glimpse of the smile on her face, and knew that she was taking care of her emotions at the moment, obviously she was the one who was in pain, but at this moment she wanted to laugh and coax her.

Shen Zhao smiled, buried her head in the socket of her neck, the moisture in her eyes moistened her skin, and Song Ling felt her discomfort for a moment.

Shen Zhao took a deep breath and cleared away all the troubles and sorrows.She can't do this, if even she wants to lose hope, what should she do, A Ling?

They depend on each other and are everything to each other.

Shen Zhao buried his head in her neck, rubbed against her like a cat, smelled the good smell on her body, and finally raised his head suddenly and said, "Let me take a bath for you!"

Song Ling was slightly startled, looking at Shen Zhao's grinning smile, knowing her intentions, she also raised her brows and eyes dotingly, and said with a doting smile, "Okay."

When they went upstairs, the two went straight to the room. Shen Zhao slowly filled the bathtub with water, tested the water temperature, and found that it was just right. He got up and grabbed the door frame to call the people in the room, with a gentle voice: "Honey, come in when you're done." .”

Song Ling turned around and saw the little head protruding from the door, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, her current "wife" was getting more and more fluent.

He picked up the pajamas on the bed and walked towards her.

As soon as the person walked in, Shen Zhao hugged her waist, put his chin on her chest like a cat, and shouted softly: "Song Song..."

Song Ling was taken aback for a moment, half-supported her head, raised her eyebrows unconsciously and said, "Did you change your name?"

Shen Zhao groaned, and asked her, "You don't like it?"

Song Ling smiled, "I like it."

After speaking, Yiyan bowed his head and kissed her lips.

It was a long-lost familiarity, and a look and movement between each other could ignite all lust. She hadn't been close to her for too long, as if it had been a century.

Reaching out to pick her up, Shen Zhao wrapped his hands around her neck, clinging to her body, as if suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly opened her eyes, and just said a few words: "A Ling, you can't—"

"It's okay, I can hug her." Song Ling knew what she meant, what she was thinking and what she was going to say, she knew everything.

Holding her back, he staggered towards the bathtub full of water, bent over to put the person in, and just about to straighten up, Shen Zhao grabbed her neck and pulled the person down again.There was an uproar of water, overflowing the bathtub.

Song Ling: "I'll take off my clothes."

"I'll help you."

Finger touched the zipper on her waist, Shen Zhao pinched it, and slowly pulled down only one opening, then his fingers suddenly poked in, Song Ling's waist softened subconsciously, her whole body collapsed powerlessly, and she hugged her with one hand, Holding on to the edge of the bathtub with one hand, he bent his left leg and half-kneeled beside her waist, his voice became hoarse in an instant.

It's been a long time without touching, this feeling makes people lose their minds.

Song Ling couldn't bear the raging hand, suddenly grabbed her wrist, raised her head and pressed it on top, she opened her eyes like ink, which was confused with emotions, and her voice seemed to be fascinated by a layer of mist, with a wet It was watery and hoarse: "What are you doing, huh?"

Pressed by her, Shen Zhao opened his eyes to meet her, and deliberately said, "Punish you for pushing me away these days."

Song Ling was slightly stunned, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, she leaned down to kiss her, and kept saying, "I'm sorry..."

"I don't want you to say I'm sorry." Shen Zhao was drenched all over, and the hair on his forehead hung down and stuck to her collarbone. The way."

Song Ling looked down at her, and promised her with a smile: "Okay."

She didn't know what the final outcome would be, but at least at this moment, she understood that her Azhao was happy.Sometimes people are very contradictory. All she wants is for her to be safe and happy, so she would rather push her away than bear the pain of losing herself.

But when she pushed away, it had already hurt her badly.

Pain cannot be measured, and no one will know the weight of the pain at this moment and the pain in the future. Even so, she ruined her only happiness at this moment for the sake of the illusory future.

Maybe, she really did something wrong.