Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The rage instantly swept through Lin Ci'an's mind, almost swallowing him up!

But the next moment, looking at the broken and desperate appearance of the man in front of him, the overwhelming anger was covered by even sharper panic and heartache.

This unfamiliar emotion violently impacted the barrier of the secondary personality, causing a momentary crack to appear!

The moment this rift appeared—

A gentle and anxious power that had been suppressed for too long, like a flood bursting through a dam, suddenly broke through all constraints from the depths of consciousness!

Lin Ci'an still held the person in his arms with his outstretched arms, but the strength had strangely changed.

It changed from that possessive tyranny to a cautious hug, as if the one in his arms was a rare treasure that had been lost and found again, and would shatter if he used a little force.

"Uh……"

A suppressed groan, as if from great pain, escaped from Lin Ci'an's throat.

(It was me...it was me who nearly drove him crazy...it was me who prepared those horrible things...)

(I actually… made him afraid of me this much?!)

The consciousness of the dominant personality completely took over at this moment, and emotions surged out, almost drowning him.

He hugged Chu Ziyu, his arms tightly clasped together, but he didn't dare to use any real force.

He buried his face in Chu Ziyu's neck, breathing rapidly and hotly, his voice hoarse, repeating it over and over again with obvious sobs and trembling.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Ziyu... It's my fault... It's all my fault..."

"No more fear... We're not afraid anymore... No more chains... No more dark rooms... Nothing more... I swear! I'll have people destroy it right now!"

"Don't be afraid of me... please... don't be so afraid of me..."

Warm tears dripped onto Chu Ziyu's neck, burning him and making him tremble slightly.

(He... cried?)

The sense of satisfaction that Chu Ziyu felt in his heart because Xiao An cared about him suddenly disappeared at this moment.

A strange, fine, tingling sensation suddenly gripped his heart without warning.

"...Husband...don't cry..."

He even subconsciously imitated the other person's way of comforting him, and touched Lin Ci'an's back very lightly and unfamiliarly with his fingertips.

"Ayu...Ayu is not afraid anymore..."

He said this, as if to prove something, or as if he really wanted to comfort the other person, "Really... I'm not afraid anymore..."

Lin Ci'an hugged her tighter and slowly raised his head. His eyes were still red and his vision was blurred by tears.

His usually cold eyes now looked like black jade soaked in water, fragile yet affectionate.

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on Chu Ziyu's forehead, as soft as a feather.

Then, more kisses fell like raindrops, but still so gentle as if afraid of breaking him.

Kiss his trembling eyelashes and kiss away the lingering tears.

She kissed the tip of his slightly red nose, and finally, slowly moved down to land on Chu Ziyu's lips.

Chu Ziyu's heart also trembled slightly with the gentle touch, and a strange, sour emotion spread.

I don’t know how long it took, until their breathing became a little short, and then they slowly separated.

Chu Ziyu's collar was open at an angle, revealing a jade-like collarbone and a large area of ​​fair skin underneath. There were even tiny red marks on the skin from the rough treatment just now, which was extremely glaring.

The belt was loose, and the soft fabric was wrinkled and stuck to her thin chest and waist. One sleeve was slightly rolled up by rubbing, revealing a part of her wrist.

His long, jet-black hair was also loose, with a few strands of black hair sticking messily to his sweaty forehead.

The long eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together into strands, casting a fragile shadow on the lower eyelid, trembling slightly.

He spoke slowly.

"My husband won't lie to me again, right?"

This light question was like the sharpest dagger, accurately piercing the most painful part of Lin Ci'an.

All his movements and sounds suddenly froze and stopped.

(Lie to him?)

It was that huge, carefully woven lie about her "husband"...

Even at the beginning, he acquiesced and even condoned the court's contempt for Chu Ziyu, watching him struggle with cold eyes...

The huge sense of guilt and remorse was like a huge wave in the deep sea, completely drowning him.

He could hardly breathe, as if his throat was blocked by something.

What right does he have to say "no"?

But... looking at the eyes of the person in his arms, which were filled with a hint of hope but seemed like they would be easily shattered again, how could he say the word "yes"?

If I say it out loud, does it mean that I will lose even this last bit of pitiful warmth and dependence?

After a brief silence, his voice was muffled.

"……No."

These two words weighed more than a thousand pounds and almost drained all his strength.

His body trembled slightly.

(I’m sorry… I lied to you again…)

(Just this once... just this last time...)

(I will never do that again...really never again...)