medical marriage

Chapter 643 There is nothing more important than being alive

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Shen Qingyun stroked her hair, the black hair was much longer than it was at the beginning, and it had already dropped several centimeters below her ears.

"Actually, I always believed that you would come to save me." She wanted to hug him tightly, but she couldn't use her arms and legs.

It's just, looking forward to it from the first day, looking forward to the second day, the third day...

It wasn't until she felt as if she saw the ghost who came to escort her to see Lord Yan that she began to regret that she shouldn't have wasted so much energy on the first day.

Otherwise, she should be able to hold on a little longer, a little longer...

"Sorry, I'm late." He kissed her forehead pitifully, and his heart was tightened again.

"Paris is so big, it's not so easy to find someone!" She shook her head and smiled weakly, unwilling to pursue who was right and who was wrong.

As long as she's alive, that's enough.

Only after dying once did she realize that those things that were not so worth cherishing to her in the past are now extremely precious and she wants to cherish them.

Including with him, including the tolerance between people, and also including relatives and friends far away in China...

Shen Qingyun's eyes darkened, his chin rested on the top of her hair, he kept silent and did not tell her: If he wanted to find her, it would only take a few minutes.

However, it took a thousand times longer to find her...

He didn't want her to hate him, he would rather feel guilty, and he didn't want her to hate him!
Xiaowen didn't speak any more, just in his arms, greedily absorbing the warmth and sense of security in his body, listening to the real and powerful heartbeat in his chest, rejoicing: she is still alive!

There is nothing more important than being alive!
His eyes were watery, his nose was sore, and the tears quietly fell down, soaking the shirt on his chest.

"Cry if you want to cry. After crying, you will feel better." Shen Qingyun sighed. If she could cry out loud, maybe it would be better than enduring it silently.

"I don't want to cry..." She told him and herself, but the tears fell more violently.

The indescribable grievances and the fear that had accumulated for so many days, because of his words, all of them rushed up and overwhelmed her.

There was a soft whimper, which gradually turned into a sob, and finally burst into uncontrollable crying...

She is not as strong as she thought.

All her self-righteous strength collapsed in his full, comprehensive disintegration!
Shen Qingyun just hugged her, didn't say a word to comfort her, and let her cry hoarsely.

The brows were tightly locked: the last time!this is the last time!
She was so exhausted from crying, her tears couldn't flow out, and her voice was completely hoarse, she cried herself to sleep, her shoulders trembling.

And the clothes on his chest... were wet.

Gently put her back on the bed, seeing her curled up like a little milk cat, looking so pitiful, he even ground his teeth.

The phone that was set to vibrate kept buzzing in his pocket, but he didn't want to pay attention to it.

He took off his wet shirt, threw it aside casually, then lay down next to her, and took her into his arms.

The person in his arms approached him subconsciously, huddled tightly in his arms, put his hands on his chest, and pressed his forehead against his neck, like a child.

Like a newborn baby eager to feel safe...

His heart, which had been cold and hard for nearly 30 years, was touched in an instant, as if he heard a crisp sound of "click", and there was a sound of cracking.

If it is said that before, he just liked, just liked this girl who was a little lively, a little brave, a little witty and a little cute.

So, now, this liking seems to be sublimating, getting deeper and hotter...

The heart was melted, touched somewhere the softest, with a trace of her breaking in.

Such a deep, yet palpable presence.

Everyone said that he would never love again, not because of anyone he loved—it was just that there was once such a girl who loved him as much as her life, and put a gun to his heart.

Gillen said: "He who has died once, who has died for love once, will find it difficult to love another person in this life."

He deeply believed that for so many years, the women around him came and went, as many as crucian carp crossing the river, but they were just passing by.Even, it never stayed in his life at all, leaving no trace.

That's just a need, a physical need!
Until this girl appeared, the first time he met, he was pulled into a dead end by her, and his gun was pressed against her waist, knowing that there was no bullet in the gun.

In the darkness, her eyes were extremely calm, but he saw fear from between her biting lips.

When those who pursued and killed him gradually approached, she was pressed against the wall by him, and his hands caressed wantonly on her body.

Seeing her widening her eyes and looking at him in horror, maybe she couldn't see him clearly in the dark, but she looked at him without making any sound.

"Can you bark? Barking like that on the bed?" He pressed against her ear, panting and asking in a low voice.

He saw her in a daze, then shook her head in a panic, the skin on his face was hot.

There was no more time for him to think, the footsteps were getting closer, he quickly took off the black shirt on his body, and pulled down her neckline, exposing one shoulder.

Her exclamation was covered by his hands, she wanted to back off and dared not move because of the gun on her waist, she could only ask him with her big eyes that seemed to be able to speak: I will save you, why are you doing this to me? I?
He had guessed the message in her eyes just then.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you! They are about two meters away, seven of them, I have no bullets in my gun, help me!"

Just like that, what those few people saw were two people hiding in the dark and having an affair...

Her terrified and flustered expressions when she saw those people were so vivid and wonderful that it was impossible not to think in the direction of catching rape.

After a few short whistles and unbearable ridicule, they asked: Did you see anyone coming?
She hugged him with her arms and shook her head anxiously: "No...no..."

He didn't let her go until they left, and watched her slump along the wall and sit on the floor, so frightened that she didn't even bother to arrange her clothes.

At that moment, he actually smiled.

Maybe that night, his heart was pierced by a bullet named "Wen".

It's not that he won't love again, it's just because he hasn't met the girl who can melt his frozen heart.

Until she appeared, his fate was rewritten from then on, adding a role and adding a color that no longer belonged to him alone.

Not just a black world...

(End of this chapter)