Chapter 270 You Are Never Alone, You Still Have Me (5)

It was as if invisible hands were pinching his neck tightly, making him unable to breathe.

He was the only one in the room, and it was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat, which was very slow and heavy. With every beat, he could feel the clear and bone-piercing pain emanating from his heart.

It really hurt. It hurt so much that his teeth chattered. It hurt so much that he broke into a cold sweat. It hurt so much that he felt a chill deep in his heart.

He instinctively raised the hand holding the cigarette, put the cigarette butt to his mouth, and took a long drag.

Before he met her, he only wanted to show off He Yuguang's excellence, smoking, drinking and fighting.

After he met her, he knew that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he forced himself to quit smoking.

He has a strong addiction to cigarettes. Whenever he is in a bad mood, his craving for cigarettes is particularly strong. At that time, he will light a cigarette to relieve himself, but he never allows himself to smoke unless he is particularly sad.

He knew how to smoke, but when he took a puff of cigarette, he forgot how to spit it out and actually choked himself.

He clutched his chest, bent over, and coughed violently. As he coughed, a layer of mist came out of his eyes.

He Jichen didn't know when he would stop coughing. When he woke up, the smoke on his fingertips had burned to the end and was about to burn his fingers.

He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, slowly straightened up, and looked for his cell phone.

About fifteen minutes ago, Ji Yi sent him a new message, probably because he didn't respond, "Brother Yu Guang, are you asleep?"

About three minutes later, she sent a message: "Good night, Brother Yu Guang, it's getting late and I'm going to bed."

He Jichen stared at the screen for a while, but still didn't reply. He put down the phone and lit another cigarette. He stared at the deep night outside the window, as if he was caught in some kind of entanglement and distress, and smoked one after another. .

He didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked. He only knew that his mouth was bitter at the end and he hadn't made a decision yet.

He got out of bed, squeezed out a bottle of water, and after drinking most of the bottle, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood quietly for a long time. Finally, he went back to the bed, looked for He Yuguang's cell phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on Ji Yi name.

Seeing the long string of words she sent, he really wanted to comfort her.

But when he thought that what he wanted to tell her had to be said as He Yuguang, he became hesitant and struggled.

He Jichen opened the keyboard and only typed twice before stopping.

Only when she faced He Yuguang would she reveal the truest side of her heart. Just like when she was young, what pleasant or unpleasant things happened to her in school, she had conflicts with her classmates, who did what? She would never tell him if it made her unhappy. She would only tell He Yuguang after returning home.

So even if he wanted to say some comforting words to her, he couldn't say them to her.

He Jichen pursed his lips silently, and moved his fingertips again. With the clicking sound of the keyboard, He Jichen could clearly see the helplessness and sadness deep in his heart.

He always wanted her to be happy.

Even behind her happiness, he was wronged.

He Jichen stopped, read the sentence he had just typed carefully, and finally pressed the send button.