Drifting Towards You

After Li Xiaoxiao helped Si Mocheng back to the ward, Si Mocheng sat down by the bed.

He was wearing a hospital gown, his face was a little pale, and a pair of dark eyes always fell on her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiaoxiao was a little at a loss when he saw him, standing in front of him and whispering: "You are injured."

Not a question, but a statement.

Si Mocheng didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to drag her, and led her to stand firmly between his legs.

He put his hands around her waist and said in a deep voice, "Are you afraid?"

Li Xiaoxiao's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but think of the scene not long ago.

She planned to buy a few notebooks near the school gate after class this afternoon, but she was knocked unconscious and dragged onto a van.

When I wake up, the person is already tied up.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

Are you afraid?

It must be scared.

She had never experienced the most common kidnappings, not to mention that she had some knowledge of these terrorists before.

She never thought that things that seemed so cruel and out of reach would one day be so close to her.

But she thought, she was pretty good too.

At least he was not scared to cry, weak to be deceived.

But after another, she felt uncomfortable for a while when she thought of those **** scenes.

At such a big life, she has never seen a dead person.

What's more, it is such a way.

As if aware of her anxiety, Si Mocheng encircled her waist and brought her into his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Li Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and hugged him back, only feeling that his embrace was warm and solid, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

"I know you will come." Li Xiaoxiao said softly, especially sure.

She never doubted it.

But she was also afraid that he would get hurt.

"Well, good." Simocheng whispered.

He hugged her, only to think that the woman in front of him was petite, soft and small compared to him.

Li Xiaoxiao leaned in his arms a little greedily, counting the days, she hadn't seen him for more than a week, if it wasn't for this incident, I don't know how long it will take.

Thinking of this, she was a bit wronged and sad again.

He picked her up and sat sideways on his lap, noticing that she was not very emotional, and whispered: "What's the matter?"

Li Xiaoxiao's nose is sour, stretched out his arms and hugged his neck tightly, choked up and said, "I miss you."

He patted her back lightly, in a daze.

After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes to cover the depth of his eyes.

He did not spend much time with her.

"I took two months off, and I will stay with you every day from now on."

Li Xiaoxiao raised his head in surprise, Yuanyuan's eyes were a little red: "Really?"

"Yep."

"Yes... But why would you ask for leave? Will it be approved?"

Si Mocheng couldn't help but pecked the corner of her lips gently, and said warmly: "Hurt fake."

Although the mission was frightening and not dangerous, he suffered some injuries, not to mention that he was afraid that she would be frightened, so he directly asked Rong Chen to issue a certificate for him so that he could rest for two months.

After so many years, he is indeed a little tired.

There has never been a moment of letting go.

But he is nothing more than an ordinary person, he will feel distressed when his woman cries, and he will worry about being injured.

He just wants to accompany her well.

"Where are you hurt? Let me see." Li Xiaoxiao recovered, a little anxious.

After that, she got up to unbutton his clothes.

He reached out to catch her little hand, and said solemnly, "It's just a small injury, it's okay."