safe in distress

When Li Shuyang woke up, his surroundings were empty again, and he lost the residual warmth left by another person.

His heart tightened suddenly. Could it be that what happened yesterday was another dream he imagined?

Over the years, he did not know how many times he had such a dream.Occasionally, he would dream of Joan, dreaming of the little sweetness that he thought he had forgotten.

Strange to say, when they separated, Li Shuyang felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. In his eyes, Qiao An was all flaws. His love was extinguished, leaving only endless fatigue.

But after they separated, his dreams were full of warm love.

Those unreasonable willfulness turned into affectionate coquettishness, and disgust turned into threads of longing, which tightly surrounded Li Shuyang, almost making him breathless.

During the years between them, Qiao An did make many mistakes, but Li Shuyang couldn't say that he was completely innocent.

Every time Joan talked to him, and raised his own demands and ideas with him, he would only coax him without principle, but he never communicated with peace of mind.

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"Shuyang, don't drink so much next time, okay, drinking too much will hurt your health."

"Fine, I know."

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"Li Shuyang, can you drink less? You're going to die like this all day long."

"Yeah, not next time."

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"Drinking again, drinking! This time you are going to the hospital, what about next time? Do you want me to go to the morgue to pick you up!"

"Don't drink...don't drink, I know it myself."

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"In the future, if you drink recklessly again, don't come back. My temple can't accommodate you, a wine fairy. Get out, get out with your wine bottle!"

"An'an, it's not that I want to drink, and I can't help it."

At that time, Li Shuyang only felt that Qiao An's nonsense was inconsiderate, he only felt that the young master didn't understand the sufferings of the world, he didn't pay attention to Qiao An's furious red eye sockets, and blindly felt that his regress was incomparably great.

But is this really great?

How is their love going to find a foothold if a relationship is full of self-righteous sacrifices, wishful thinking about greatness.

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Li Shuyang touched his face, and there was no trace of a coward in the room.

Joan ran fast, everything was packed and taken away, leaving only himself who was half asleep and half awake.

Li Shuyang got up and picked up the clothes and pants spread on the ground.He accidentally kicked the foot of the bed and bumped into something soft. He bent down and hooked it down to look, and dragged out Mr. Xiong who had been hastily thrown here.

Li Shuyang showed a little smile, and he picked up the innocent Mr. Xiong.

It's like a prince who picked up Cinderella's crystal slipper and held that trembling sincerity.