The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy Chapter 1212: Dangerous him
Lu Huaiyu heard the slight sound of a heart splitting, and then roared in his chest.
It seems that all the pictures and sounds are shattering and annihilating at this moment, interweaving into a wind, and constantly pouring in from that opening.
He put the painting down, stepped forward and embraced her waist, hugged her tightly, tilted his head and kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes.
His movements were very light, his cool lips fell, with a restrained and forbearing tenderness, as if he was holding a fragile glass doll in his arms, for fear of hurting her.
She's more transparent than that sugar bowl.
But her tears were so hot that they almost burned his heart.
She raised her arms around his thin waist, sniffed the cold cedar scent on his body, and rubbed his profile lightly.
From the previous life to this life, so many years, day and night.
She fell in love with a person, but dared not let anyone know, and buried it as the deepest secret in her heart.
He came to pick her up later, stayed by her side, and said so much.
She finally knew what he meant.
But it's too late.
Later, she opened her eyes and returned to seventeen.
She meets him again.
He protected her, supported her, stood up for her, and gave her the candy in his pocket.
Everyone knows that Lu Huaiyu likes her.
How could she not know.
She already knew.
But the more so, the less she dared to express her thoughts.
Those things, those memories, she can remember them alone.
She doesn't want Lu Huai to know.
She wants Lu Huaiyu to always be the proud, dignified, lazy Lu Huaiyu.
Not the Lu Huaiyu who hugged her to coax her and begged her not to sleep in a low voice over and over again.
But—
It turns out he was ill.
It turns out that he had already given her that business card.
It turned out that she was not the only one who was unforgettable for so many years.
Now, finally confessing all this, the stone in her heart finally fell.
Originally she thought it would be difficult to speak, but in fact, it was easier than she thought.
She leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said softly:
"Lu Huaiyu, I'm a little tired."
She was more relaxed than ever, yet felt more tired than ever.
"I want to get some sleep."
He tilted his head and kissed her forehead lightly.
"Good."
He picked her up horizontally, and she obediently raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
He carried her to the master bedroom.
Her back is against the soft bed.
His hand ran through her hair, loosening her ball head, and the soft, smooth black hair spread out on the pillow.
He knelt on one leg and half beside the bed, trimmed the broken hair on her cheek, and his voice was low:
"You have a good rest, I'm here to watch over you."
She looked at him and asked subconsciously:
"What about you?"
He usually sleeps at this time too.
Lu Huai and a meal.
Since she already knew about his illness, she would naturally ask this question.
Gu Tinglan said that she had actually seen his case a long time ago. Although she hadn't opened it, she should have guessed something at that time.
No wonder she's been paying particular attention to his sleep all this time.
He stared at her for a while, seemingly smiling.
"I'll be with you."
She felt relieved and moved aside automatically.
Lu Huaiyu lay down beside her and helped her tuck the quilt.
She is really tired.
Remembering the past and confessing all her feelings is not an easy task for her.
What's more, this is the place where she is most familiar and safe, and he is there.
She closed her eyes, half curled up in his arms, and quickly fell asleep.
As the sun sets in the west, the angle of light and shadow in the room gradually changes.
When she was breathing evenly and fell into a deep sleep, Lu Huaiyu opened her eyes.
The phoenix eyes are deep, and there is no drowsiness.
He looked down at the little girl in his arms.
She's really a little girl, thinking about his illness, but she never thought about how he could fall asleep after she said those words to him.
He looked at her quietly for a moment, then got up slowly.
When he came to the door, he looked back again.
She is lying there, quiet and well-behaved.
He closed the door gently, leaned against the wall, and raised his head slightly.
There is silence all around.
He reaches for his trouser pocket, which is empty.
He then remembered that he really hadn't smoked in a long time.
In the beginning, she smelled the smoke on him and asked him something, he thought she didn't like it, and since Gu Nian was still young, he rarely touched her.
Later, she got drunk and lay in his arms, happily saying that she didn't smoke.
At that time he only thought she was drunk and coquettish, but even so, he was willing to spoil her.
So he quit completely.
But I don't know, it turns out that he really hugged her with a strong smell of smoke all over his body.
He closed his eyes and seemed to lose his breath.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his eyes.
He took his coat and went downstairs.
……
When he came back again, he first glanced at the master bedroom.
She appears to be still asleep.
He came to the living room sofa and sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and bit one in his mouth.
Click.
His fingers folded slightly, and the tail of the cigarette glowed a little scarlet.
He put the lighter down, took a deep breath, passed into his lungs, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.
At this time, the clouds on the horizon have been completely dyed orange-red, and the light flows along the window coffin, coating the whole room with a warm color.
The pungent sensation came straight through, almost choking him.
He remembered her words, took the cigarette in his hand again, put his elbows on his knees, and lowered his head slightly.
The setting sun pulled his shadow very long, and the white smoke wafted silently in the air, casting a faint shadow.
The two are intertwined, lingering and lazy.
——I wrote all those papers, because you gave them.
——Lu Er, that little girl's posture on the horse is very similar to yours. did you teach?
—I…have no light and can't sleep well.
——The second brother is no one else.
——Lu Huaiyu, I just... want to hear your voice.
——Over there, the one with the black backpack secretly took a photo of you that day. I guess the little girl misses you.
——It doesn't matter, Lu Huaiyu, because I am seventeen, I like you too.
—The most important secret? I like you, Lu Huaiyu, I have liked you for a long time.
——Lu Huaiyu, wait for me.
Lu Huaiyu, why are you here?
Lu Huaiyu, won't you take me home?
If I really lived that life, Lu Huaiyu, this is the tenth year I love you.
……
He sat in that position for a long time, until the cigarette burned out and his hands were scalded and trembled slightly.
—later? Later, I woke up from the dream.
The pain almost spread to his limbs.
He doesn't know where the pain is anymore.
……
Shen Li slept very deeply.
When I woke up, the room was dark.
She rubbed her eyes, sat up, looked around, and finally remembered that this was the Rongyue Mansion.
By the way, she came to find Lu Huai.
She also told him all that.
But Lu Huai is not here.
She put on her slippers and walked out.
She seemed to have slept for a long time, and it was completely dark outside.
The living room didn't turn on the lights, and Lu Huai sat quietly alone.
He also seemed to have a layer of loneliness and loneliness ~IndoMTL.com~ The air was filled with the smell of tobacco.
It was dark all around, he was holding a cigarette, and the scarlet color between his fingers was looming.
He smoked?
I don't know why, but she felt that Lu Huai at this time was a little different from before.
She instinctively sensed a silent and chilling danger, and called him worriedly:
"Lu Huai and?"
He finally moved, smothered the cigarette in his hand, and the scarlet silence died out, and a cold and low voice sounded in the silent room.
"Here it is."
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