Jiang Yue was startled by his gaze, and her mind went blank for a moment.
Zhou Ji's tone was more serious than ever before, as if he was afraid she would run away overnight or suddenly disappear.
The seriousness of the matter made her feel uneasy.
Zhou Ji went into the bathroom, quickly took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.
He hesitated for a moment, then casually turned on the light, instantly illuminating the dark bedroom. Jiang Yue tilted her head slightly and subconsciously looked at him, only then seeing the expression on his face clearly.
Her eyes were even redder than she had just glimpsed.
It was covered with scarlet blood vessels.
Her skin was very white; even after coming out of a bathroom filled with warm steam, it still looked pale.
Before Jiang Yue could even ask him if something had happened, the man who walked up to her gently pinched her chin.
He touched her lips, and then it was an invasion that was almost predatory.
Caught off guard, she could only swallow her broken sobs, and the faint sounds she occasionally managed to make when she managed to catch her breath were quickly swallowed by him.
Jiang Yue felt that he was becoming more and more domineering and forceful.
The other hand gripping her waist used unprecedented force, almost breaking her waist.
The more she resisted, the tighter he held on.
It seems like a vicious cycle that never ends.
When she was almost limp in his arms, he slowly released her, holding her close without hesitation, watching her as her throat hurt so much she seemed unable to speak.
The guilt in his eyes didn't seem fake.
The man looked at the person in his arms with loving eyes, apologized repeatedly in a low voice, kissed her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
One apology after another.
He seemed extremely guilty.
He just lost control.
Zhou Ji's head still hurts terribly, as if someone is slowly and meticulously severing his nerves one by one with a knife. The pain makes him want to scream, but he can't make a sound out of his throat.
The images of her dying before his eyes, like a movie playing on repeat, were vividly displayed before him.
Zhou Ji couldn't even deceive himself.
His hands, which were holding her, were still trembling uncontrollably, afraid that she would suddenly disappear from his sight again, just like the countless tragedies that had happened before.
He really couldn't stand it.
I can't stand this anymore.
Zhou Ji took a few deep breaths to appear calm, and the intense emotions in his eyes subtly subsided. He looked at him with guilt and asked, "Did I hurt you?"
Jiang Yue's mouth and throat were indeed very sore.
She didn't like what he had just done, and she had no room to resist.
Jiang Yue frowned, her tone not very pleasant: "You were really acting strange tonight, you were too fierce."
He was so fierce it looked like he wanted to devour her.
They would tear it open and put it inside their stomach, as if only then could they feel at ease.
Zhou Ji lowered his eyelashes, concealing a myriad of emotions in his dark eyes. He said, "I encountered a car accident on the way."
Jiang Yue looked at him suspiciously: "You're not going to tell me you were scared by the car accident, are you?"
When did Zhou Ji become such a coward?
fraud.
Jiang Yue was a little annoyed, and her proud and arrogant nature resurfaced: "If you don't want to tell the truth, then don't. I don't necessarily have to listen."
Zhou Ji held her fingers in his palm; they were soft and boneless, plump and easy to squeeze. Only when he could feel her warmth could he feel at ease.
Zhou Ji swallowed his bitter words silently and said, "The car accident was horrific, I was terrified."
I fear this life will be another nightmare from which I must always wake up.
Defying fate is something that Heaven cannot tolerate.
The countless lifetimes bought with rivers of blood have never been perfect.
Finally...
It's been a long and difficult journey to get to where we are now.
Zhou Ji's eyes stung with tears, but he held them back. He held her hand tightly, unwilling to let go. The man's face was lowered, his fair and slender features looking somewhat vulnerable. He whispered again, "I'm very scared."
Jiang Yue was still angry, but when she heard him say he was scared in a very soft voice, she suddenly wasn't so angry anymore.
His fear didn't seem to be feigned.
Jiang Yue made room for her and patted the bed next to her: "Then you can come up here."
She paused for a moment, blushed slightly, pursed her lips, and said softly, "Hold me tight, maybe that will make me less scared."
Zhou Ji lay down in the empty space next to her, and hugged her waist tightly from behind. His hot breath fell on the back of her neck, stirring up a warm wildfire.
Jiang Yue felt her neck and the area behind her ears were very hot.
Zhou Ji was holding her too tightly, and she was uncomfortable.
But this was something she herself had indulged in. Even if she had opinions, she couldn't use a harsh tone. She said, "You're squeezing my back so tight, loosen it a little."
Zhou Ji said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
But the force didn't change at all.
He was still so heavy, so heavy that he wanted to press her into his chest.
Jiang Yue felt like she couldn't breathe. She turned around angrily to face him, and her nose accidentally brushed against his. She blinked and said, "Are you afraid I'll run away? You're holding on so tightly."
Jiang Yue has no way to run away now, even if she wants to.
She raised her hand and gently stroked the man's tired brows and eyes. "I'm right in front of you, where can you run off to?"
Zhou Ji stared at her intently. "You're right."
I agree with what she said, but I still won't let go.
It's all just talk!
Jiang Yue and he were at an impasse for a long time. This man seemed to have become an unyielding rock, and he wouldn't change no matter what she said.
They listen, but they don't change.
Jiang Yue was so exhausted from arguing with him that she fell asleep in his domineering arms.
The man slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, his vision clear and free of any drowsiness.
He lowered his eyes; the person in his arms was sleeping soundly.
Her eyelashes fell obediently under her eyes, their staggered reflections resembling a pretty little fan. Her face was flushed from the warmth of the bedroom's heating, and the tip of her nose was also red.
Her lips were moist, like a flower about to bloom.
Zhou Ji raised his hand, his fingertips landing on her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, reluctantly tracing her facial features with his fingertips.
Fresh and alive.
It's warm.
Soft.
Instead of a stiff, slowly cooling body in his arms.
As Zhou Ji watched, her eyes reddened again, and tears fell silently, landing on the soft, tender skin on the back of her neck. She seemed to sense it and flinched as if burned.
Zhou Ji swallowed hard, moved his lips slightly, separated by so many years, so many missed opportunities, and so deep regret.
finally.
I can call her by name.
"Mingyi".
Zhou Ji kissed her ear, unconsciously tightened his arms around her, closed his eyes, and said in a low, husky voice, "Don't leave me again."
He himself didn't know if he would go crazy if things continued like this.
Zhou Ji clenched his knuckles, "Please."
Don't abandon him again.
Do not leave him.
Even though she hated him, hated the twist of fate that took her life.
He wouldn't let go.
Once it bites hard, it won't let go.
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