Bo Yeyuan, shaking with pain, approached her like a patient whose lips were purple with pain.

I'm sorry, but I can't take back the hurt he gave her. He What should I do?

When Bo Yeyuan saw the contents of Li Qiyu's painting paper, his eyes became more blurred, like a sudden cataract, dementia, blurred eyes, tinnitus and dizziness.

On Li Qiyu's painting paper, thin night abyss appeared for the first time

He stood by the window with one hand in his sleeve pocket, with a smile in his mouth, and his eyes were deep like the sea.

The short uniform that Bo Yeyuan wore was his birthday photo. He didn't expect that she remembered it so clearly, including the dark lines of buttons, the embroidery of cuffs, the shape of collar, the buckle of boots She remembered all the little details.

She said she didn't love him

Bo Yeyuan's nose is sour, his eyes are swollen with tears, and he drops all the time along his jaw. He looks at her tiny back and wants to embrace her, but his hands are too heavy to hate him so much.

Li Qiyu is so attentive in his painting that he seems to have an indelible impression in his mind

There was no hesitation in her drawing. There was no need to think about it. He was in her head.

All of a sudden, a surge of strength attacked her --

Li Qiyu's body was tightly held in the hot embrace, and the easel hit the ground.

Bo Yeyuan held her petite shoulder and kissed her lips wildly, pressing her in the red curtain beside the window.

He kisses wildly, and all his emotions are vented in it.

He would like to kiss her all his life, kiss more than he said, kiss more than miss her, kiss more than love her

Li Qiyu pushed his chest like a puppet, but did not respond to his kiss.

Her face was wet with hot tears. He had never cried so bitterly, but she could not see and feel how painful he was.

"Li Qiyu Seven feathers I love you... "

Li Qiyu broke away from his arms, picked up the picture frame and put it back. Suddenly, he turned his face and looked at the direction of the wall clock.

She went straight into the cloakroom, opened the closet, and selected her fingers.

Li Qiyu's clothes have been hanging there, thin night yuan has not moved, and has never opened her wardrobe.

She chose a long dress of Yanhu blue, and Bo Yayuan praised that it looked good on her. At that time, she sneered back, as if she didn't care about anything he said? 】

she took off her skirt and began to change, as if to go out for a date.

She had a long chain on her wrist, and her nightdress hung over her arm, and she couldn't put it on.

Bo Yeyuan came to unlock the lock and helped her put on her long skirt -

his spirit was on the verge of collapse. I didn't know where she was going or who she wanted to meet. Is that him?

He chose the dress for her, and she tried it on once and threw it into the closet. She has always been against him, he likes she does not like, to show that she does not care about him!

Li Qiyu chose the same type of handbag and carefully drew light makeup in front of the dressing table.

The doctor said that sleepwalking was in a half awake state, and she had always opened her eyes. She had never made any mistakes or bumped into the wall. It was more like projecting the real scene into her illusion, half dream and half reality.

"Qiyu, where are you going Bo Yeyuan's hair is disordered, his face is depressed, his eyes are swollen and his nose is red. His long eyelashes are wet with tears.

He had never been so embarrassed, like a big boy at a loss.

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