Chapter 187 Sharing the Same Bed (6)

She obviously felt the man's body stiffen, and then the strength of holding her suddenly increased, and she was desperately and forcefully brought into his arms.

He hugged her a little painfully, she wanted to break free from his embrace, but before he moved, he lowered his head, buried his face in her shoulder and neck, gave a low laugh, and then Rubbing her head with his head, he smiled softly again, as if he had encountered such a happy thing.

Song Qingchun's movement of trying to break free suddenly stopped. She paused for a few seconds before turning her head to look at Su Zhinian.

The man's head was resting on her shoulder, his long eyelashes were drooping and closed, his brows and eyes were stretched, and the corners of his pale, bloodless lips were grinning, revealing his neat and white teeth.

His smile is like the dazzling sun in the summer afternoon, extraordinarily bright and bright.

This kind of him, the usual him, is almost like two different people, with a soft light all over his body, making people feel warm and approachable, unlike before, when he is clearly in front of his eyes, but feels far away out of reach.

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment.

But he smiled, and the corners of his lips gradually closed: "I really want to hug you like this for the rest of my life...but I know that you don't want to, and you even hate me in your heart, and wish you could stay away from me." ,Is it right?"

"I've been looking for you for so many years, why don't you remember me?"

At this moment, his expression seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he became a little dazed. He took her arm and didn't speak any more, but silently deepened the embrace.

This hug, just like the look in his eyes when he said "I will never touch you again" to her that night, made her feel a little panicked.

Song Qingchun couldn't understand what he was talking about at all. She saw that his expression with eyes closed was a little confused, and she thought that he might be talking nonsense because he had a fever, but from his expression and words, she felt that he It seemed to be for me to hear, but he made her forget him, and it didn't look like me.

The room was silent, only the breathing of the two people echoed.

After an unknown amount of time, she said softly again: "...but it's okay, it's good to be able to hug you like this once."

After finishing speaking, he slowly let go of Song Qingchun's arm, then stretched out his hand to grab her arm around his waist, and moved away from him little by little.

He really wanted to hold her like this for eternity, but even in his unconscious dream when he was seriously ill, he still didn't dare to hold her for too long.

He put her hand back to her side, moved to the other side of the bed, and put a certain distance away from her, and then thanked her: "Thank you..."

The corners of his lips curved into a soft arc, and he smiled sincerely. The short hug just now seemed to give him the whole world, incomparably satisfied and incomparably contented.

His smile looked really happy from the bottom of his heart, but for some reason, Song Qingchun felt that there was endless sadness hidden behind his smile, which made her heart ache.

She obviously hated and was afraid of his approach the most. He let her go like this, she should have turned around and ran away from his bedroom, but she was the same as before, lying in his arms again in a mysterious way.