Chapter 690 Willow Bank, morning breeze and waning moon (69)

"Wen Xien?"

"Huh?" Wen Xien opened his eyes and his body was very weak, but someone leaned into his ears and spoke, and the breath he exhaled was cold and hitting the earlobe.

"You're so dirty." The bad voice giggled and laughed.

When Wen Xien opened his eyes, he felt that he was in darkness now, looking at everything, and only waves of echoes echoed in his ears.

"You are so dirty! You're so dirty."

These dirty words after dirty words were like a temporary hand that strangled Wen Xien's throat. She felt that the air around her was getting thinner and thinner. Yes, she was just a dirty person, and her whole body was very dirty.

Closed his eyes and went into black again.

"Wen Xien...I...like you, can I be with you?" Familiar words lingered in my ears. Wen Xien eagerly opened his eyes and looked at the person beside him. It was Chen Jiguang.

Wen Xien was so happy that he wanted to speak, and wanted to reach out to touch Chen Jiguang who was standing in front of him, but someone covered his mouth from behind. Another voice was "I like him very much?" Behind him was a giggle, "Are you worthy?"

Me, right?

The extended hand slowly dropped it.

"You are so dirty. If he knows about it, will you still say you like you? Look, he doesn't want you to take a look." The voice behind him said, and indeed Chen Jiguang's star-like eyes darkened, and his disgust rose.

disgust?

Wen Xien's heart tightened and his lips trembled.

No, you can't look at me like this, Chen Jiguang, you can't look at me like this.

But Chen Jiguang's head in front of him didn't turn around and left.

The sound disappeared, Wen Xien rose from the bed, breathing heavily in sweat, shaking and lifting the quilt, running to the bathroom to wash his face.

He raised his head and looked at the mirror. The water slid down his cheeks. His whole face was wet, his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes stretched out. His pale lips and green eyes were slightly raised. In an instant, she became as eroded as a crushed petal, like an angel falling to the world.

The fingertips with air conditioning were slashing open the screen of the phone and opening a dialog box. Her fingertips were trembling. It was still a few days since the first message had passed. The messages, voice and phone calls were unexpectedly sent in the middle. Wen Xien was not unwilling to reply, but was afraid that after she replied, she would not be able to control her heart that she wanted to see Chen Jiguang.

How could she have the attitude to see him now?

If Chen Jiguang saw it, it would definitely make him disgusted.

Wen Xien thought of Chen Jiguang's disgusting eyes in his dream, and his slender eyelashes were trembling violently.

He had already taken sleeping pills, but he still couldn't sleep. Now he woke up from his dream, which made Wen Xien even more uneasy.

Thinking of the late night, Wen Xien couldn't stand it, so he called Chen Jiguang. It was so late, maybe he was already asleep. Wen Xien knew that he might disturb him, but now he was so fragile that he wanted to hear Chen Jiguang's voice.

On the verge of collapse, he heard Chen Jiguang's sleepy "Hey? Yes?" and hoarse and low, but Wen Xien's heart suddenly calmed down.

It was also late at night, and he was rushing out like he was wronged and didn't have money. Chen Jiguang heard the crying voice of intentionally suppressed. He woke up almost instantly. Chen Jiguang asked panic, "Yeah, baby, why are you crying? Did you have a nightmare? Or am I making you unhappy? Don't cry first, tell me if it's okay? Baby, don't cry."

"My heart is about to break..."

"Are I still answering your phone call too late? I promise not to do so next time, so I won't cry or not..."

Chen Jiguang comforted Wen Xien on his own, but in fact, when Chen Jiguang heard the ringtone specially set for Wen Xien in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes for a moment. He was pulled up from his sleep and forced himself to fumble on his phone to answer the phone.

"Chen Jiguang, I have a nightmare and miss you a little."

Hearing this, Chen Jiguang could even imagine Wen Xien's pitiful eyes with red eyes. He didn't know what kind of nightmare he had, and was so scared that he was so distressed that he wanted to rush directly to Wen Xien's house. He did the same.

While hurriedly going to the closet to flip clothes and putting it on his head randomly, he comforted him in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll go find you now, okay? Wait for me, I'll come soon."

"No."

Wen Xien almost refused without thinking.

Chen Jiguang was still worried, "How can I not use it? I was scared to cry. Aren't you afraid?"

Wen Xien said in a muffled voice, "I won't be afraid when I hear your voice."

"I really don't want me to go." Chen Jiguang heard that Wen Xien didn't want him to go over, so he stopped the movement in his hand.

Wen Xien nodded, she lied, "It's too late, and I'm not in the apartment either."

Chen Jiguang pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window to the balcony. On winter nights, a few stars were hanging in a mess, and the wind was blowing. The difference was that Chen Jiguang's hot heart was like Wen Xi'en's tears falling on it, making a sound of squeaking.

"Okay, then I'll be fine if I'll coax you to bed? That way I won't be afraid."

Chen Jiguang didn't expect that he would be so afraid of others crying.

Hearing Wen Xien's crying sound, Chen Jiguang looked at the starry sky in the sky and said gently to the person on his phone, "Then I'll sing a song for you."

It was shining and shining, and the sky was filled with little stars.

Hanging in the sky shines brightly, like millions of small eyes.

The sun slowly sets westward, and the crows come home in groups.

The stars blinked their little eyes and shone until dawn.

The sound of the wind and singing penetrated into Wen Xien's ears. Chen Jiguang's voice was gentle and magnetic, comforting Wen Xien over and over again, as if Chen Jiguang was by his side, and the fragrance of Chen Jiguang seemed to be smelling the tip of his nose.

The second before he fell asleep, Wen Xien was thinking, what would happen if Chen Jiguang discovered it and abandoned her like in his dream? He hated her and was reluctant to look at her.

Just assuming that Wen Xien felt heartbroken, she didn't think she could hide it from the truth. If she really would be discovered, then please hope it would be later...

It's a little later...

Leave more warmth for her.

Chen Jiguang, Chen Jiguang...

In the cold wind, Chen Jiguang finally felt better when he heard the soothing breathing on the phone. He looked up at the stars in the sky, with his thin lips slightly bent.

He said unconsciously: "Yeah...good night..."

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Wen Xien returned to his apartment.

She inserted the key in and found that the door was not locked. It was impossible. She remembered that he had locked the door before he left the door.

With doubt, Wen Xien pushed open the door, changed into a pair of slippers, and walked in.

The things were still neatly arranged, and Wen Xien smelled a scent at the door. The table was filled with extremely rich meals, which obviously took a lot of thought.

(End of this chapter)
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