Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Si Fei gave him another detailed examination, and said with a sigh of relief: "The fever has finally come down, but the young master's consciousness is still not clear, and he should be much better tomorrow. Young master, you can go back and rest."

Sikong Zeye stood still.

In winter, he fished Sikong Haoran out of the lake in order to pick up an inexplicable bracelet.

Until now, that bracelet is still tightly held in Sikong Haoran's palm.

Bai Yunshang was sitting by the bed, her head was slightly drooping, the beautiful ribbons in her hair were hanging down, her eyelids were half drooping, she seemed to be thinking about something, she was so engrossed in her thoughts, her slightly profiled face clearly resembled that of "Bai Yunshang" Not the same, but the temperament and feeling are completely coincident. [

Sikong Zeye pressed his fingers hard on his forehead, and he began to have that kind of hallucination that he shouldn't have again, damn it...!

In the dead of night, the pain of longing made his consciousness start to blur.

But one cannot lie to oneself all one's life:

"My bedroom is next door, if you need anything, just call me."

Si Fei said respectfully: "You don't have to trouble the young master, I can take good care of the young master."

"Better so."

Sikong Zeye glanced at Bai Yunshang and walked out.

Hearing his footsteps leave, Bai Yunshang's tense body also relaxed.

Sikong Haoran actually jumped into the lake to pick up the chain for her, this was really beyond her expectation.Of course, she wouldn't thank the devil for that.

She didn't want to live, and he helped her like this, because he was selfishly afraid of dying alone!

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Bai Yunshang stood where Sikong Zeye had just stood, looking at the lake outside the window.

It seems that there is still the smell of Sikong Zeye, and the smell of brandy...

Her head was swollen and painful, and suddenly, she also wanted to drink very much, so that her mind would be empty, paralyzed, and not think about anything.

Across a wall, in the next bedroom, Sikong Zeye was also standing in that position.

For some reason, that woman's face kept appearing in his mind over and over again.

Her breath constantly overlaps with Bai Yunshang in memory...

Too many times he had let the hallucinations overwhelm his pain in times of reminiscence.

With a splitting headache, he looked at the empty wine bottle in his hand, smashed it, opened the bedroom door, and walked to the wine cabinet in the living room. [

Suddenly he heard the sound of the door being pulled——