Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

It was dawn and he was tired of crying.

When Qi Yan came out, Shen Rao was already curled up in bed wrapped in a quilt and asleep.

She stood by the bed and looked at him quietly for a long time, her eyes and cheeks reddened by tears, the striking pinch marks on her cold white neck, and...

A messy body that had been severely bullied.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and thought:

In fact, she was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but she didn't do it. She really lost her mind and didn't know how it turned out like this...

She sighed deeply in the silent room, pulled up another quilt, leaned over and covered him with it.

Shen Rao, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to smell a clear air mixed with a faint smell of cigarettes enveloping him.

Ben's restless sleep gradually calmed down.

When Shen Rao woke up, he felt dry all over. The wounds on his neck and body had been treated with medicine. The soft fabric of his clothes stuck to his skin. His clothes from yesterday were torn again, so this was a new one.

The culprit was sitting on the bed flipping through the book in a minority language.

"woke up?"

She raised her eyes and returned to her previous calmness and indifference.

It was as if he was a different person from the guy who wanted to sleep with him with a cold face last night.

"……Um."

Shen Rao made a sound in his throat and replied muffledly.

"Eat something when you wake up."

Qi Yan pointed to the bedside table that had just been pulled in, on which the steaming porridge was emitting a fragrant aroma.

Then, and then no more.

Qi Yan stopped talking.

Shen Rao was almost suffocated to death by her taciturn look.

"Don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

Qi Yan thought, "Is my presence here making you feel disgusted? I'll leave first."

Seeing that she was really about to leave, Shen Rao threw another pillow at her back: "Get back here!"

"..."

The pillow was very soft, and when it hit Qi Yan's body it wasn't even a tickle.

She bent down to pick up the pillow, walked to the bed, and instinctively lowered her eyebrows and said, "Don't be angry."

In this place, who dares to speak loudly to Miss Qi and can make her coax him humbly? Only Shen Rao.

"I'm not angry," Shen Rao exhaled and pointed to the edge of the bed, "Sit down and let's talk."

"You should eat something first."

"Let's talk first and then eat."

"Eat first." Qi Yan did not give in.

"..."

What can Shen Rao do?

He just watched the big scene, but in front of Qi Yan he was just a soft persimmon with a hard skin, and he lost his arrogance when he was pinched.

"You feed me."

He made a request.

"Don't you want to see me?" Qi Yan said.

"Don't try to cause trouble!" Shen Rao yelled.

Qi Yan had never served anyone food before. She took the bowl and was undecided between pinching Shen Rao's mouth to force the food into his mouth or feeding him little by little with a spoon.

But when she saw Shen Rao staring at her, she silently chose the latter.

If you pour it in, it might inflate like a balloon and fly away.

Qi Yan scooped out a spoonful of porridge and fed him: "Eat it."

After Shen Rao opened his mouth and swallowed, he said, "Qi Yan, my throat hurts."

"..." Her eyelashes trembled, and her hand holding the porcelain spoon tightened, "I'm sorry."

"You couldn't have done this to me before you lost your memory," Shen Rao said, "Before you were with me, no matter how much I made you angry, you would never do this to me."

"Yes, is that so..."

Qi Yan stirred the porridge unconsciously.

Shen Rao said to himself: "When we first got together, you always slept lightly, but later you slept soundly. I think you really trust me."

He smiled sweetly: "I'm very happy."

Shen Rao is not a very good person, but he is extremely sensitive about Qi Yan's affairs.

At the beginning, he didn't like to show off in front of Qi Yan what he did for her behind her back, for fear that she would feel psychological pressure.

Later, when I realized that she didn't need any help from the power, I didn't sit idle and did a lot of insignificant things without saying a word.

For example, you can make sleep aromatherapy or learn head massage.

I secretly just hope she can have a good sleep.

Until now, he has never taken credit for anything in front of her.

He loves loudly and does a lot.

There was very little noise.

Qi Yan listened to him talk about what happened when they slept together.

Every day and night of sleeping in the same bed.

We were just chatting under the covers.

So, is that how she is when she is with others?

"Qi Yan." Shen Rao called her.

Qi Yan, who was feeding him, said, "Hmm?"

Shen Rao's eyes turned red: "How much suffering did you have to endure from last night to the light sleep five years later?"

'clatter.'

The porcelain spoon fell into the bowl.

Shen Rao's bitter tears also fell in.

He figured it out last night.

Qi Yan would not be so angry just because she was accidentally woken up by him. She is not that kind of person. Even though Shen Rao didn't know what happened exactly, he knew that she must have felt very uncomfortable.

She couldn't sleep well, she couldn't live well, she lost weight, and she was very sad.

My heart felt like it was torn open.

"Don't you know how to speak? Don't you know how to cry?"

“…Don’t, don’t cry.”

Qi Yan wiped his tears in a hurry.

I couldn't stop it, it was like I was helping her cry and vent.

It was clearly her who bullied the other person, but this person felt aggrieved for her, felt pain for her, and cried for her.

Whenever Shen Rao thought about the time when he first met Qi Yan, she was just like this, with countless things hidden in her heart, and she might even have nightmares every night.

And he knows nothing.

He felt very uncomfortable because he was immersed in happiness like a fool all day long.

"A fool like you will be suffocated to death sooner or later! People have limited tolerance. If you don't speak out and vent, will you keep it in your heart and let it rot and stink?"

"..."

Qi Yan let him scold her like a temperless quail.

Even her elders had never said anything, but now a love-brained crybaby was pointing at her and repeating it over and over again.

It was a very novel feeling, and her heart felt inexplicably warm, as if the warm tears were flowing into her heart.

"do not Cry……"

She was about to drown in tears.

"I don't want to cry either, but you don't cry." Shen Rao said randomly, "Someone has to cry."

"I have no burden, so I will cry."

Qi Yan is different from Shen Rao after all.

He can exile himself and be a playboy.

He has the freedom to be weak.

Qi Yan could only silently climb up from the pool of blood and continue to move forward alone with the mountain on his back.

She had no time to cry.

Thinking about it, Shen Rao's heart ached even more, as if someone was cutting him out with a knife, blood and flesh included.

Compared with her, the first half of my life was a hundred times happier.

Shen Rao hugged Qi Yan's back and wrapped his limbs around her tightly, as if protecting her and embedding her into his body and integrating her into his bones and blood.

The voice with tears in it said in a muffled voice: "If you don't want to talk, and don't want to cry, then just vent it out."

"Take it out on me."

Qi Yan didn't understand: "What did you say?"

Shen Rao pulled up his sleeves, revealing the bruises on his wrists left by her last night, and spoke in a serious tone.

"You can keep doing this to me, whether you beat me, scold me, or whip me, I will cooperate with whatever you do."

Qi Yan didn't have time to react.

"...Please don't hold it in, okay?" He pleaded with his shoulders trembling slightly, "As long as you feel better, you can do anything to me, I can accept it."

Shen Rao knew that some people would vent their emotions through "sadism", just like when he was sick he would go crazy and smash things.

Qi Yan couldn't be like him. This man rarely got angry, let alone lost control of his emotions.

But judging from last night, maybe he could be her 'tool' to vent her emotions.

Shen Rao didn't care whether it hurt or was humiliating.

He just wanted Qi Yan to be fine, and this little pain was nothing to him who thought he was tough.