It was late at night, the sky had been covered with a dark color, and the outside was quiet, only a few rays of moonlight slipped in from the window.
Fu Yue slept very heavily this night.
There was a sudden turning sound from the door lock, which seemed a bit scary in this silent night.
The door was pushed open.
The steps of the visitor were slow, unhurried, and finally stood in front of Fu Yue's bed.
Through the light moonlight.
The man's handsome face became clear at this moment, and his eyes were like an abyss. At this time, he stared at the sleeping woman on the bed, the turbulent undercurrent of his eyes.
Sheng Yun bends his lips suddenly.
How can you really rest assured that she will leave alone...
It was only more than ten days, but he felt that his life was like years. In the days when he couldn't see her, there seemed to be countless ants gnawing at his heart.
He missed her.
Thinking crazy.
But he only dared to sneak in at night, came here and silently glanced at her.
Sheng Yun knelt down, he leaned on the bed, stared at Fu Yue quietly, and stretched out his white jade fingers. He hesitated for a while before shaking his hands slightly and touching her face.
Fu Yue woke up quietly. The crowfeather-like long eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened--
Sheng Yun's breathing was choked.
He froze.
She woke up, and saw him appear in her room in the middle of the night, what would she think?
Would you hate him...
Just like a death row prisoner waiting for the trial, Sheng Yun slowly tightened his fingers on the edge of the bed, waiting for Fu Yue to look at him, his mood was first uneasy, and then gradually fell to the bottom.
Seeing a person squatting in front of her bed in the middle of the night, Fu Yue must have been taken aback.
However, after seeing this person's face clearly, she was taken aback for a moment.
Sheng Yun?
Seeing her staring at her, the man's thin lips opened, and he wanted to explain for himself.
But she suddenly stretched out a finger and put it on Sheng Yun's lips.
"Shhh."
Sheng Yun: "?"
Fu Yue turned over and sat up, staring at Sheng Yun, looking a little bit distressed.
She murmured: "Why do I dream of you again..."
Sheng Yun was a little bit dumbfounded for an instant.
Co-authored this girl and thought it was a dream?
Then he heard her continue to mutter: "Is it because I miss you too much..."
Sheng Yun's heartbeat missed a beat, and he couldn't believe his ears.
The delicate Adam's apple moved, he stared at Fu Yue, his voice slightly hoarse: "What did you say? Can you say it again..."
Fu Yue glanced at him, her expression a little sad.
"I said I might miss you, otherwise why do I keep dreaming of you?... But obviously I am not very familiar with you, why am I doing this?"
"I asked you if you would wait two years to get married again, but you didn't say yes!"
Fu Yue suddenly became a bit fierce.
Suddenly she reached out her hand to hold the man's sharpened beautiful face, her voice domineering, "It's in my dream now, you must listen to me."
"Say, you are willing to wait for me!"
Sheng Yun looked at her deeply, and suddenly smiled. The jade-like person laughed and turned into an unforgettable surprise.
"I am waiting for you, I will always wait for you."
Until I am old, until I die, I will always be behind you, as long as you look back, you will find that I am waiting for you...
It may have been suffering for too long, this little bit of sweetness actually made him feel flattered, for fear that all this was his own imagination.
After tens of thousands of years, I finally waited until it was a little bit sweet.