Chapter 59 Zhou Yili, can I still hold you in my arms while sleeping tonight?

It's raining outside the window.

Someone held him gently in his arms, stroked his thin back again and again, lowered his eyes and kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, don't cry..."

Zhou Yili's gentleness is rare.

Always only for him.

The person in his arms was sleeping soundly, her pale cheeks resting on his collarbone, a little blood on her beautiful lips.

Stunningly beautiful.

Zhou Yili reached out and touched Shen Jixing's forehead, which was warmer than his body temperature.

"Are you having a fever again, little babe?"

Zhou Yili took out the thermometer out of habit and tested his temperature. Fortunately, it was just a little higher than normal.

He seems to be very afraid of rainy days.

Last time, Zhou Yili thought that he was crying and hugging him in a daze because he had a fever.

It seems, it’s because of the rainy day?

The sound of raindrops falling on the balcony, the glass door was splashed with a hazy mist.

"What exactly happened to you?" Zhou Yili gently rubbed the corners of his wet eyes with his fingertips.

He is such a cold, indifferent, dazzling and arrogant person that nothing in the world is worthy of his attention.

Why does it become like a curled-up little animal at night?

"Is it someone who has wronged you?"

So Shen Jixing felt unbalanced.

He must also be treated with injustice.

Zhou Yili was amused by his own brain, but his IQ was indeed not high, and there were many things he couldn't figure out unless Shen Jixing told him.

The person in his arms seemed to sense his silence and rubbed him gently with her soft and pretty cheek.

"Eh." Zhou Yili looked like he wanted to stop her, but he couldn't.

I watched intently as the blood from his collarbone rubbed against his cheek, leaving a bright red mark.

He sighed softly: "Your face is all dirty."

Zhou Yili wiped him twice, but the man's skin was extremely thin and it turned red after being touched twice.

Zhou Yili put the person down, walked to the bathroom, and simply treated the bleeding wound.

"The teeth are pretty sharp."

The bite is merciless.

Zhou Yili glanced at the bloodstain, rubbed it a little with his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled up nonchalantly.

Then the bathroom door opened with a creak.

Zhou Yili saw the sleepy Shen Jixing through the wet mirror.

His white casual shirt was loose, revealing half of his shoulders. There were traces of crying at the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose. He stood there barefoot, his face red and blank, looking at him.

No pants on.

Zhou Yili turned his eyes away and tried not to look down: "Do you know why you are always sick?"

Not wearing pants when sleeping, what a bad habit.

Shen Jixing walked into the bathroom barefoot, walked up to him on the floor covered with water, and touched the fresh, unhealed scar on his collarbone.

“…Does it hurt?”

Zhou Yili lowered his eyes and saw his long wet eyelashes: "Not bad, I'll settle with you tomorrow, go back to sleep today."

Shen Jixing responded softly: "Yeah."

His brain was dizzy and he was confused at the moment.

He waited quietly for a while. Zhou Yili was still wiping the water droplets off his face and had no intention of going out with him.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and tugged at the corner of Zhou Yili's clothes.

Still in a calm and cold voice: "Zhou Yili, can I still hold you to sleep tonight?"

“…”

Zhou Yili's movement of wiping his face was suspended in mid-air.

He lowered his eyes to look at the pair of moist eyes, which were so watery that they seemed to be dripping with water. The man's cheeks were white and the corners of his eyes were moist and red.

Just staring at him.

Zhou Yili's Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't respond to him.

"My contract fee has been received. I have three 3 million, and I can transfer them all to...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, he was picked up from the wet bathroom floor, carried on someone's shoulders and strode towards the bed.

The two of them fell on the soft bed together.

Out of inertia, she let him shake slightly a few times, Shen Jixing's eyes were moist and confused, and she slowly reached out to hug his waist.

Suddenly, his chin was lifted up by slender fingers, and Zhou Yili stared at him with a pair of dark and deep eyes. The blood on his collarbone made him look sharp and dangerous.

"Using my money to whore me..."

"Can you do this?"

Shen Jixing blinked her eyelashes lightly and wanted to say something.

His face was pressed into the arms with a pleasant smell: "Shut up and go to sleep."

Lest he do something to him in anger.

She came to him when she had nowhere else to go, acted coquettishly to hug him when she had a fever, and even wanted to sleep with him when it rained. This person simply treated him as a human-shaped toy without a name.

"If you want to use it, you can use it for the rest of your life."

Zhou Yili suddenly said viciously.

Shen Jixing fell asleep quickly in his arms, with her face buried in his chest, her tone a little vague: "...What do you mean a lifetime?"

Zhou Yili's mind was clear and the wound was stinging.

He opened his lips slightly, then pursed them coldly.

He must be crazy to want to say to Shen Jixing: "Just stay with me like this, for the rest of your life."

He would be able to forgive Shen Jixing for every harm he had done to him without asking for reasons.

And once again, he gave away everything he had, including his bloody heart.

Give them all to him.