safe in distress

Mr. Li gave Joan a dream.

In the dream, he was put on a soft cloud, and the soft sun fragments fell on his body.

Joan had had such a dream countless times, but it was a pity that the glass of happiness had been smashed by himself with a sharp hammer to smash all the sweetness.

He woke up very early today, the sky outside was still not bright, only a grayish twilight.

However, Joan exhausted his sleepiness. He got up against the head of the bed and sat down on the bed.

The person beside him was still asleep, and Joan hadn't seen this person asleep for many years.

Li Shuyang still likes to hide under the quilt as before, and he doesn't even want to show his head. In the past, Qiao An always talked about him, but now he looks nostalgic.He wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he quietly helped Mr. Li pinch the feet of the quilt so that Mr. Li could breathe well.

Qiao quietly watched Mr. Li for a long time, trying to remember every arc of the other's face, counting every eyelash on the other side, the weather was getting brighter little by little, and covered Li Shuyang's face with fine lines. Fine soft light.

Joan couldn't help curling the corners of her lips.

Mr. Li is the best person, so he deserves the best person and the best love, but unfortunately he doesn't deserve it.

Joan felt that he was really too despicable. He obviously hadn't forgotten this person, but he didn't have the courage to face this feeling again.

He was afraid that Li Shuyang would turn back just because of his downfall, that was not the feeling he wanted.The knot they had separated in the past has not been untied at all, even if they get back together reluctantly, there will be no good results.

He had to admit that he was a deserter who didn't even dare to take a step forward.

Joan leaned down, kissed Mr. Li's forehead lightly, and offered his whole heart.

Then he stepped on his feet, packed his luggage quietly, and then left silently like a thief.

He took the high-speed rail ticket that was temporarily changed, and returned to his city non-stop. He hurried back to the company to ask for leave, and even considered quitting his job.

However, he is no longer the young master who can act recklessly, and it is impossible for him to simply give up the job he has been running for so many years.

Joan nestled in the sofa with his pillow in his arms, and suddenly felt some regret. Shouldn't he have had that glass of wine the day before?

But there is a trace of sweetness in his regret, this kind of sweetness, like cotton candy, the last trace of sweetness before it melts in the water and disappears, he is not willing to throw it away.

So Joan nestled in his little home, closed all the curtains, and buried himself in his own sand like an ostrich.

"Ugh."

Qiao An couldn't help sighing, Mr. Li would definitely be angry with him if he left so recklessly.

He felt regretful again, he was really useless.