Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 370 Lullaby

Ye Anjue didn't speak, but opened her eyes a little, looking persistently at a box in the dark corner.

Although his steps were unsteady, his goal was firm. He wanted to find the box.

Le Yan'er saw his intentions and had no choice but to help him over.

After Ye Anjue arrived at the corner, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if a child got his most beloved toy.That smile was so bright, without any blemishes, Le Yan'er looked at it, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Ye Anjue didn't seem to know the pain, she was covered in injuries, but she didn't care about it, turned over unsteadily and walked into the box, curled up tightly, just huddled inside.

He wants to sleep in it!
Only then did Le Yan'er understand why there was no bed in his bedroom, it was because he didn't need it at all, he curled up in this small box every night, and fell asleep so restlessly.

His lips were slightly opened, and Le Yan'er heard something clearly when he got closer.

"Mom... I'm good... I'm sorry..."

Why does he keep apologizing to his mother at this time, just like a five or six-year-old child?
Le Yan'er recalled the psychological knowledge she had learned before. In psychology, if a person received a huge psychological trauma when they were young, it is very likely that they will react when they are vulnerable when they become adults. come out.

Ye Anjue was so drunk, but still insisted on going to sleep in a small box, is it because he was traumatized by this when he was young?
She remembered the story that Ye Anjue told her the day before yesterday. In the story, the younger brother had such a mean and terrible mother. How difficult must his growth be?

Ye Anjue...

She suddenly felt distressed.

Le Yan'er wanted to pull him back to the sofa, but she couldn't pull him no matter what, so she had to go and get a blanket, squatted beside him and covered him carefully, and turned the temperature up a bit, worrying that he would be overwhelmed when the temperature dropped at night. cold.

After doing all this, Le Yan'er was about to leave, but she didn't expect that he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist tightly, making her heart tighten instantly.

"Stay with me...don't leave me..."

Ye Anjue's fragile voice came over with sobs, which made Le Yan'er's heart tremble slightly. She found that Ye Anjue hadn't opened her eyes at all, as if she was talking in her sleep.

Who did he want to be with him, his mother?
In fact, Ye Anjue really had a deep attachment to his mother in his heart.

She pulled her hand away, but found that he was so powerful that she couldn't break free at all.

In the end, she could only sit on the ground helplessly, leaning against the wall, her eyes were like running water at night, staring closely at Ye Anjue.

The more she got in touch, the more pitiful Ye Anjue was.

She couldn't help thinking that at the seaside, Ye Anjue suddenly asked her,

What if he had to...

Is this true?

How did Ye Anjue live the past 20 years?Did she know the real Ye Anjue?
Le Yan'er doesn't know how to take care of children, but suddenly remembered that when she couldn't sleep well when she was a child, her mother would sing her a lullaby.

Seeing Ye Anjue's frowning brows and restless sleeping face, Le Yan'er felt a little pain in her heart for no reason, hesitated for a moment, and hummed softly.

"Sleep quickly, baby, I will accompany you in your dreams, laugh with you and tire with you, snuggle with me... sleep quickly, baby, you will dream of me a few times, the most beautiful dream is with me, wake up from a dream Also comfort..."

Her voice was gentle and sweet, and in the dark night, it seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts.

Le Yan'er sang over and over again, Ye Anjue's brows gradually relaxed in the singing.

Singing and singing, Le Yan'er couldn't resist the onset of drowsiness in the end, and slowly fell asleep.

……

The next day.

The morning sun shone in through the window, beating on the two of them, like a pair of gentle hands, waking them up.

Ye Anjue raised her eyebrows slightly, and gradually regained her consciousness, she felt the pain all over her body, she couldn't help grinning her teeth, and sucked in a breath of cold air.

He opened his eyes in pain, and just when he was about to curse that the servant didn't draw the curtains for him, unexpectedly, he felt something wrong with his body, as if something was hanging on his body...

When he turned his head, he found that his body was covered with a thick blanket, which completely wrapped him up, preventing him from catching a cold.

This is……

He turned his head and saw Le Yan'er's head resting against the edge of the box, sleeping peacefully.

And he, actually held her hand tightly.

Her hands are very small and thin, and they are soft and warm in the palm of her hand. In short... very comfortable.

Ye Anjue froze for a moment, trying to recall what happened last night, scattered memories poured in, and he woke up.

Last night, this girl stayed with me all night?

While Ye Anjue was in a daze, Le Yan'er also felt the glare of the sun, and opened her eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over.

The wooden floor is still not comparable to the bed, she felt that it was necessary to talk to Ye Anjue, it is fine for him to sleep on the wooden floor, but don't pull her!

When she woke up, she felt a scorching stare above her head, she couldn't help frowning and raised her head, and fell into Ye Anjue's playful eyes, which seemed to be a half-smile, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

She jumped away like a rabbit, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said angrily, "Are you awake?"

Seeing Le Yan'er's avoiding expression, Ye Anjue's eyes also turned cold.

"not dead."

Ye Anjue said lightly, and then stood up straight. The pain of the wound made him frown his handsome sword eyebrows, but other than that, he didn't show much.

"It's good if you don't die, then I'll leave." Le Yan'er glanced at Ye Anjue lightly, and was about to turn around and leave.

But I didn't want to, Ye Anjue's low voice came from behind: "Last night...thank you..."

"You're welcome, it's a nurse who handles the wound, you should thank her."

"But... I just want to thank you." Ye Anjue stared closely at her back.

Le Yan'er said angrily, "That's up to you."

"The rest of the people save me, that's their business, I don't care. But you save me, it's my business, I am very concerned."

Ye Anjue's speech is not serious, and his reasoning is illogical. He does his own way and has his own set of standards.

Le Yan'er knew that what he said was all nonsense, so she didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so she left without answering.

Ye Anjue didn't say much, but stared deeply at Le Yan'er's back, with a bright smile on her lips.

"I heard it, that song...is very nice."

After Le Yan'er left the room, Ye Anjue spoke softly.

The smile on his face came from the bottom of his heart, and it could be seen that he was really happy.

(End of this chapter)