"It's all me, it's all me, it's all me I'm the one who killed you. I'm the one who died. I'm the one who died! "

Hearing Han jingnian's words of collapse and shouting again, summer's good night, obviously scared, did not know where his courage came from. The whole person jumped up from the ground and rushed to the past regardless, holding Han jingnian.

Han almost didn't think about it for years, so he broke away from Xia goodnight and threw her on the ground heavily.

In spite of the pain, Xia goodnight got up and hugged Han jingnian again with stubbornness: "Han jingnian, it's me, I'm Xia goodnight, Han jingnian..."

Han jingnian can't hear her words. The darkness makes him immersed in his own nightmare.

He has only one idea, that is, to break away from the man who holds him in check.

For the first time, this summer night, the whole person almost exhausted all his strength and stuck to him.

But even so, Han jingnian broke away from her little by little, seeing that he would be thrown out by him again, Xia goodnight suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his face.

Her lips, from his cheek, kissed him all the way to the wing of his nose, and then found his lips and pressed them hard.

He violently pulled her apart, just preparing to throw her out of the power, a little meal.

Summer goodnight, with a little fear, trembling eyelashes, kissed him tenderly.

Gradually, she felt that the strength of his hand to tear her was slowing down little by little, and his broken mood was slowly recovering.

Until he calmed down completely, Xia goodnight left his lips: "Han jingnian..."

As her voice rang out, she clearly felt that the man's body shook violently for a while, and then his voice sounded from her head, with some weakness in hoarseness: "is it you?"

Summer good night soft tone, like coax a child, gently open mouth back: "en, it's me."

"I've always been by your side, so don't be afraid..."

It's quiet in the dark space, and Han hasn't responded for years.

After a long time, Xia goodnight heard his dull voice: "you have been?"

"Yes, I've always been..."

The voice of summer goodnight's opening is still very soft, like the spring breeze blowing across the earth, which makes Han's heart become extremely stable in a moment.

After years, Han's eyes suddenly turned sour and he couldn't speak a word.

He raised his hand, grabbed her arm, pushed her forward, and held her firmly in his arms.

He held her very hard, as if to embed her whole body into his own body.

Summer goodnight was a little bit hurt by him, but he didn't say a word.

I don't know how long later, Han jingnian's voice came out again. His tone was a little uneasy: "I Did I just have a bad time? "

Hear this sentence, summer goodnight's heart is like a thin needle pierced the heart, the pain is thick.

From grandmother's mouth, she had already felt very cruel when she told about his childhood. What kind of state of mind did he survive as a client?

At that time, he was only five years old I saw my father die in front of me, but I can't do anything

In summer evening, her throat was blocked. She swallowed several saliva, which made her voice barely: "no, it's not very bad..."