Chapter 258

About ten minutes later, the door opened, and Tang Xinyan immediately closed her eyes.

He pushed the bedroom door quietly, and his steps were very light, probably for fear of disturbing her.

He went to the bedside, looked at the little woman who seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed under the orange wall lamp, leaned over her forehead and gave her a kiss

Tang Xinyan knows that she pretends to sleep at the moment, which is the best way to resolve their embarrassment.

After all, he couldn't touch her.

She couldn't have asked him why.

Even if they are husband and wife, they have a good feeling for each other, but everyone still has one or two secrets that they don't want to reveal.

Just as she is not at home, she can't tell him by herself, she can only wait for him to find out.

Because some things are unspeakable shame and scars. No one wants to be torn apart by blood.

She blurted out, opened her eyes difficultly, pretended to be sleepy, "you're back, I'm sleepy to death, shall we stay in the same room another day?"

He looked at her with low eyes. His narrow eyes were like the bottomless night sky. There were no stars, endless undercurrents, surges and ups and downs.

At half a sound, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Tang Xinyan didn't really fall asleep, so she heard his sorry voice with a low sigh.

In fact, there is no need to say sorry to her -

she can feel his strong expectation for her.

He can ask her to help him with her hands, but the real combination is not enough. She thinks that he must have suffered some stimulation and trauma before.

Maybe not physically, but psychologically.

In fact, mental illness is more difficult to cure than physical illness.

She didn't know when he would be cured, but she would wait for him.

……

After standing by the bed for a while, Mo Chi went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Lying on the bed, he watched as he lay on his side, his back to his little woman, his long arm stretched out, and gently put her in his arms.

Tang Xinyan's mind is still very sober. After he hugs her, she doesn't move, let alone break away.

Her face was close to his strong and hard chest, smelling the peppermint fragrance after his bath, and her nose was slightly sour.

In fact, like a person is like this!

There are joys, sorrows, sourness and sweetness.

Any action of the other party will affect the heart of the other party unconditionally.

There is a drop of crystal tears, sliding out of the corner of the eye.

She clenched her lips tightly, feeling sad and confused.

Tang Xinyan is not the only one with insomnia. The man holding her is also looking at the silent night outside the window with dark eyes.

After all these years, he thought he could accept the new life.

But that kind of picture, that kind of shame, that kind of hatred, is still buried in his heart like a bomb. I don't know when it will explode again.

Unable to sleep and addicted to smoking, he gently released the woman in his arms, took the cigarette and lighter, and went to the balcony connected to the bedroom.

His tall body leaned against the railing, lowered his head to light the cigarette and took two puffs.

Thinking of his mental illness, his facial features in the white smoke became more and more chilly and cold, as if he had been killed by ice.

What he didn't know was how long he smoked outside and how long the women in the bedroom stared at his back.

Tang Xinyan felt for the first time that two people who like each other are not like each other and can be together without reservation.

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