Chapter 40： The world's first cutest at the same table (40)

Chapter 40 The world's first cutest at the same table (40)

After half an hour.

Hospital rooftop.

Shiyou pushed open the rooftop door, Luo Cimian sat beside the door, and Shiyou saw him at a glance.

He huddled into a ball, clasping himself in his hands, so lonely as if he was the only one left in the world.

Shiyou felt so uncomfortable in her heart.

The pain made her unable to breathe.

She stretched out her hand and probed carefully, but halfway through, she was gently held by a slightly cool hand.

The young man looked up at her, pale face, bloodless lips, black hair scattered on his forehead, dark eyes.

That was the first time Shiyou saw such an expression in Luo Cimian's eyes.

emptiness, pain, despair, and endless torn black holes.

Those eyes looked at her, trying hard to restore the usual gentleness and arrogance, but after looking into her eyes, tears burst out instantly.

"I'm so scared, little grapefruit, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here..."

"I will feel bad for you..."

Shi You was half-kneeling and squatted in front of the boy, she leaned over and hugged him.

Her arms were thin and weak, but she tried her best to hold him in her arms.

lightly patted his back and comforted him softly against his ear.

The teenager grabbed his hair with a very painful expression: "I don't want to, I didn't know she was pregnant..."

"Otherwise I wouldn't push her, I didn't know it would happen..."

"She said I was a murderer... I really didn't mean it..." Luo Cimian was a little incoherent.

"Little grapefruit, don't come near me, stay away from me."

"I'm dirty."

"My hands are full of blood..."

Luo Cimian wiped his hands on his clothes vigorously, lowered his head and muttered to himself, Shiyou held his hand tightly and stared into his eyes.

"No, it's clean, you see, there's nothing on it."

Shiyou clasped his fingers, intertwined them, held them tightly in front of Luo Cimian, his eyes fell on them, moved, and then slowly settled down.

Luo Cimian suddenly leaned over and hugged her, her shoulders trembled, her face sank between her neck, and she cried bitterly.

Shiyou held his face in his small hands, swept his soft fingertips over the corners of his eyes, bowed his head and kissed his tears.

That kiss was so gentle, as if I wanted to give him all my love and sincerity.

"Luo Cimian, don't cry," Shiyou tried her best to stabilize her emotions, her voice soft and soft, "You didn't mean to."

"It was just an accident."

"I know you don't want to either."

"Everyone will do wrong things, but wrong things are not bad things. Even the most powerful people have to experience darkness."

She said word by word, "Don't despair because you are in the dark, I will pull you out."

"I'm here, I'll take you away."

Shiyou's voice was gentle and mellow, like a stream swishing through his heart, and easily swept away the sadness in his heart.

The person leaning on her calmed down a little, and the choked sobbing of grief gradually disappeared.

Luo Cimian lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, the red under his eyes was looming, he sniffed, his voice hoarse.

"I don't know how many times I've been beaten since I was a child. She beat me fiercely every time, as if the person standing in front of her was not the son, but the enemy."

"I sometimes viciously wonder if she lives to torture me..."

"Today, this is finally over."

"Little grapefruit, do you think people like me don't deserve love?"

I like to abuse texts a lot recently, if you don't vote, I will abuse people, cry~

Brother Mian is so nice, are you willing to watch him die alone?

I am a stepmother.

(end of this chapter)