I don't deserve your love

"Zhuo Jian!"

"Fu Yanye, I'm coming..."

"Just let you hold me, why is it so difficult?"

As Fu Yanye said, he directly hugged her and overwhelmed her.

Zhuo Jian lay on the pillow, looking at the dark-eyed man in front of her, she couldn't help her heart beat faster.

Fu Yanye lowered his head to kiss her, but felt that she didn't like it, so he moved to her neck.

The same shower gel used by two people smelled particularly impulsive.

It didn't take long for him to lie on her neck out of breath, and said in an unbearable deep voice: "Sooner or later, I will be mad at you."

Zhuo Jian was heartbroken.

Why was he sooner or later mad at her?

Maybe it was her who died first.

He is so strong and strong, how can he die so easily.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to move, and grabbed the bed sheet under her body.

"I haven't slept all night, will you sleep with me?"

Knowing that she would not coax him, Fu Yanye asked her again in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian stared at the sky with her big eyes, and hummed after a while.

Fu Yanye walked away from her, lay beside her and stretched out his hand.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then raised her head obediently.

He put the phone under her neck.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to press it up until he said, "Press it up with all your strength."

"It will be heavy."

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"Just you? How much do you weigh?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with disdainful eyes and reminded.

Zhuo Jian thought, okay.

So desperately pressed on his arm.

What she thought was that when he fell asleep, she would get up.

Unexpectedly, she also fell asleep.

I have never realized that I can sleep so well before.

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When I woke up, it was because my ears were itchy.

But it was extremely difficult to open her eyes, the sunlight scattered on the bed, hitting the corners of her tender eyes.

Reflexively, she turned her face to the side, the brows moved slightly, and then she saw clearly the person who was teasing her with her hair.

Fu Yanye!

At that moment, it suddenly seemed to return to the spring when she was 15 years old.

She hurriedly got up from the bed, looking at the person lying on the side with dull and shocked eyes.

He turned over and fell down, his long arms were casually placed behind his head as a pillow, and one finger continued to lightly wrap around her long, smooth hair.

Zhuo Jian regained her senses and subconsciously pulled her hair away from his fingers.

The long hair twirled several times between his fingers before falling down.

Fu Yanye let go of his hand, not without regret.

When her long hair disappeared from his fingers, it seemed that something that had lived in his heart for a long time also disappeared.

But he soon looked at her seriously again, even with tenderness in his eyes.

Zhuo Jian looked at him: "You, why are you still here?"

"I want to hug you home, but I'm afraid I'll disturb your sleep."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and she looked away unnaturally.

The sunlight outside the window hit the edge of the bed completely, she looked there, unconsciously lowered her eyebrows and eyes again.

Fu Yanye moved behind her, hugged her from behind, and whispered with his forehead lowered on her waist: "Grandma just called us to go home for dinner."

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that she wanted to sneak away while he was asleep.

But not only did she not slip away, she even fell asleep, still in his arms.

She glanced at her watch, it was already twelve o'clock.

The phone rang in due course, she turned her head to look at it, and took it.

It was Li Yuqing, she hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up when she lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Hello, Yuqing."

"Well, tomorrow? In the morning, it's fine."

Zhuo Jian agreed to him, and then hung up the phone.

After leaving the bedroom, she went to the bathroom, and as soon as the door closed, she squatted down with a little weakness.

God, what was she thinking?

Do you think you can be with him forever?

She still can't catch his mind.

He is like a big ship, always going in another direction.

And she is a small boat, floating in the sea, and will only sink to the bottom of the sea in the end.

Zhuo Jian squatted inside holding her head, warning herself: "Zhuo Jian, don't fall."

How could she fall asleep in his arms?

Uncle Zhou came to deliver clothes to him, but he only delivered them to the door and called him before leaving.

Fu Yanye went to cook lunch in the clean and tidy new clothes given by Uncle Zhou. Zhuo Jian had recovered when she came out of the bathroom. Seeing him walking over while he was cooking, she couldn't help calling him: "You Don't cook for me."

Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "What's the matter? I'm afraid you won't be used to the food outside?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't deny it.

Fu Yanye lowered his head to chop vegetables seriously, and told her by the way, "That's exactly the result I want."

Don't they all say that if you want to control a man's heart, you must first control that man's stomach?

He felt that this matter, in fact, was the same in reverse.

However, Zhuo Jian's heart was filled with enthusiasm by his lukewarm words.

He just does what he wants to do.

No restraint at all.

He has been like this all these years.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt aggrieved and turned her eyes away, and looked at him again, the more angry she became, she turned her head and went to the living room to sit down.

It was only when she was eating that she remembered that there were no real items in her refrigerator, and these were so fresh.

Fu Yanye told her, "Uncle Zhou bought them all."

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes again, just eating.

But in fact, no appetite.

After the meal, Fu Yanye saw her lying on the sofa and was about to sleep again, so he went up to her and called her, "Shall I take you out for a walk?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Anywhere."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know why she wanted to come out with him, it was for no purpose.

Fu Yanye actually took her to climb a mountain, but before she reached the mountain, her slender legs began to tremble.

Fu Yanye gave her his hand: "Grab me."

Zhuo Jian glanced, then walked around him and continued on.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, even asking him to grab his hand?

When standing on the top of the mountain, Zhuo Jian thought she would faint, but she didn't. Instead, she felt refreshed because of the spacious scenery at the bottom of the mountain.

Fu Yanye stood beside her, looked at her feet, and then looked at her again. She seemed to be in a better mood.

Fu Yanye looked down at her hanging hand, and couldn't help stretching it out.

Zhuo Jian felt her cold little fingers being hooked, her body trembled, and she lowered her head subconsciously.

His fingers hooked hers one by one, and then held them tightly in his palm.

At that moment, Zhuo Jian was numb all over.

"What are you doing?"

Zhuo Jian looked at the entangled hands of the two, and she clearly felt that her hands were numb. She didn't understand why he wanted to be entangled with her fingers like this.

Although not the first time.

"Isn't that how couples climb mountains?"

Fu Yanye asked, then wrapped her hands and stuffed them into his pockets.

Zhuo Jian's heart pounded and fell into the dark ice cellar.

couple?

They are not!

They've never been a couple.

He rejected her back then.

Later, they directly obtained the marriage certificate. At that time, she still loved him and was full of small fantasies, but in the end they were all shattered.

Zhuo Jian wanted to pull her hand out, but she didn't struggle.

He held her hand so tightly that she didn't need to struggle to know that she couldn't struggle.

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