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All of a sudden, I started to long for the sensation of alcohol numbing the nerves that the adults spoke of. Maybe if I was drunk, my heart wouldn't hurt so much.

When I got to the bar, the lights were bright and the men and women crowded on the dance floor. The deafening music made my ears tingle, and the flashing lights made me squint.

He went to the bar, leaned on the counter and shouted at the bartender. He ordered a large amount of wine and drank it one cup at a time.

Tears continuously rolled down his face, and Song Mo Ran's shadow continuously flashed by. Because of the bitterness of the alcohol, I was unable to continue coughing due to the spiciness of it. Lying on the counter, I cried like a three year old child.

I still remember my sister telling me, "Xiao-Xiao, you have to study hard, don't become a bad girl like my sister."

That's when I realized I couldn't be a bad girl.

I cried until my throat was hoarse and my body was limp. My vision was also blurred by tears. In that instant, I thought of Song Mo Ran, his deep eyes, and his slightly raised lips.

Then I fell asleep, unconscious.

The next day, when he opened his eyes, he was pierced by the sunlight so he closed his eyes again. He blocked the sunlight with his hands and slowly sat up. Only then did he realize how familiar everything around him was.

At this moment, I was lying on Song Mo Ran's soft bed.

Not far away, Song Mo Ran was standing in front of a large window. He was dressed in casual attire, the cool wind caressed his white shirt, the warm sunlight shone on his sexy and fair skin, a layer of white gauze wrapped around his head, but it didn't affect his handsome appearance at all.

Looking at him, the corners of my eyes stung. I was actually a little dazed.

Perhaps he had noticed the movement of my body, Song Mo Ran turned his head to look and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Immediately after that, he covered his eyes with a trace of anger.

He closed the curtain and crossed his arms in front of his chest. With narrowed eyes, he pursed his lips in a slightly angry manner and said: "Lin Xiaoxiao, shouldn't you explain what happened yesterday to me?"

In this way, I felt a little guilty. I lowered my head and rubbed my head that was still aching from the hangover. I whispered, "Explain what?"

Song Mo Ran was a little angry as he walked over to the bed and carelessly used his hand to pick up my chin. He said calmly, "Girl, are you drunk? "Alright, then I'll remind you."

As soon as I said that, his kiss landed on my lips, domineering and aggressive.

I reached out to push him away, but I couldn't move at all. Just as I was about to be choked by the kiss, Song Mo Ran released me with a hint of anger in his voice. "Do you remember now?"

I took a deep breath and lowered my eyes, not daring to look at him. "Sorry, I shouldn't have muted my phone, I shouldn't have left you in the hospital, and I shouldn't have gone to the bar to have a hangover …"

Looking at the list of 'crimes' that I committed, Song Mo Ran's taut face finally relaxed. He stood up with his back facing me and said solemnly, "Did you want to leave me with Lin Xiaoyu yesterday?"

I was so guilty that I didn't say anything. I just lowered my head and played with my fingers.

"Do you know? How disappointed and angry was I when I woke up and saw that it wasn't you? "Lin Xiaoxiao, you really make me worry. Just waking up makes me look around for you, and you actually dare to buy wine alone in a bar. You are getting bolder and bolder."

I lowered my head, not daring to look up. Even if he only had his back facing me, I knew that at this moment, his expression must be extremely unsightly. I whispered, "I'm sorry. I won't dare to do it again."

He hugged me tightly, as if he was afraid that I would disappear from his arms at any time. He rubbed his chin against my hair and said in a rare gentle tone, "Xiaoxiao, don't leave me without permission in the future. Otherwise, if anything happens to you, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

Facing Song Mo Ran's sudden gentleness, my heart stopped beating for a moment as my hands unconsciously hugged his waist.

However, this kind of gentleness didn't last for more than three seconds. Song Mo Ran's devilish voice sounded above my head again: "Oh right, Lin Xiaoxiao, did you not pick up the phone with Li Rong yesterday?"

My hands froze for a moment. I silently withdrew my hand. Then, guiltily, I withdrew my hand from his chest and slowly moved to the side. I said guiltily, "No …"

Song Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, "En", then grabbed my wrist. I bit my lower lip, picked up a pillow by the side, and threw it at Song Mo Ran. Then, I got off the bed quickly, out of Song Mo Ran's reach.

"Lin Xiaoxiao!" Song Mo Ran looked at me angrily, his eyes seemed to want to eat me alive.

I quickly looked away and said guiltily, "That … I have to go to school. "

Song Mo Ran crossed his arms in front of his chest as he looked me up and down. Finally, he smiled and said: "School? I've given you a day off. "

My head swayed like a rattle, as if I were a good student. "No way, I have to study hard. Recently, the teacher has been talking to the limit. I'm not that good to begin with, so how can I miss classes?"

Song Mo Ran looked at me with a smile that wasn't a smile and said, "Oh? "You love learning so much?"

He stood up and slowly walked in front of me. Leaning down slightly, he said with a half-threatening tone, "This time, I won't bother with you. But, Lin Xiaoxiao, if you continue to carry me on your back, I will definitely not let you off."

I don't dare to look at him, just bite my lip and nod meekly like a cat.

Song Mo Ran raised his head and caressed my hair and said: "Tidy up, I'll send you to school later." With that, Song Mo Ran walked out of the room.

Standing where I was, I looked at Song Mo Ran's back as he walked away. The corner of my mouth curled up into a smile of happiness, but in an instant, I started to worry about his injuries.

However, Song Mo Ran has never been someone who has a sense of propriety.

After cleaning up simply, I walked to the dining room. Song Mo Ran had already prepared slices of cake and milk for me. My heart warmed up and I started eating contentedly. The sunlight was gentle as Song Mo Ran stood by the side quietly and watched me finish my breakfast.

Happiness should be like this, without words to express it, just a few looks was enough to explain everything.