C1352

Back in Shengyuan, Sheng Youting stayed in the garage for a long time before he had enough courage to open the door and go down.

As soon as he got out of the car, the cold air in winter came to his face. He was not afraid of the cold. He even shivered. He raised his hand and pinched the bone of the beam and went directly to the master bedroom.

Waiting at the door, Xue Qing saw him and called in a low voice, "young master."

"Well."

He was staring at the door of the sofa and opened it in a low voice.

Most of the time, she is a frown, warm smile, or he was bullied tears, mental breakdown, no matter what, have never been like now, cold eye relative.

Even the voice, all cold let him shiver, "come back?"

Sheng Youting's whole heart "cluttered" and sank. He only felt a suffocating coldness on his body. Even if there was heating in the room, he still felt that cold feeling, from his fingertips all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Even with impatience and anxiety, mixed with tension, palm stained with a sticky wet meaning, as if for a long time, all from the slow not too strong, hoarse terrible, "not let you go to bed early, how did not sleep?"

Hearing this, she laughed and said, "I'm waiting for you."

Her smile was so beautiful, but her eyes were only cold and icy. Sheng Youting wanted to talk, but she didn't know what to say. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

He is unusual, the woman is naturally to see the bottom of the eye, but she has never seen such Sheng You Ting, before in her eyes, he is a moody tyrant, that temper, easily break out, is no one.

Once in a while, it seems like a flash in the pan. At this moment, he is like a child who has done something wrong. His eyes are flustered and he is at a loss. Beside her lips, she draws out a helpless and miserable smile, "Sheng and ting."

She was already in control of her own emotions, and for the first time, she called his name seriously and said to him, "let's talk about it."

Sheng and Ting's eye color sank, and his deep eyelid slightly lowered. "It's dirty. I'll take a bath first, or it'll stink to you."

After that, he went directly to the bathroom, completely ignoring her repeated calls to him, as if running away and avoiding. "Hua" pushed the door of the bathroom, went in, picked up the clothes, threw them into the garbage can, and opened the shower.

With the sound of "clattering" water, hot water poured down his head. His hair was instantly wet and stuck on his face. The water flowed into his eyes.

He was very uncomfortable, but he stubbornly refused to close his eyes, obstinately let himself bear, he knew what she wanted to say to him, what she wanted to talk to him, that must be the last thing he wanted to hear.

If he could, he would rather not hear those words all his life, but would she give him this chance? The answer could not be clearer in his mind.

He felt cold in his heart and deliberately adjusted the water temperature very high. Then he did not know how long he stood under the rain shower and how long he had been drenched.

Maybe it's half an hour, maybe an hour, maybe even longer. I only know that after three rounds of numbness in my feet and my skin is swollen and red, I feel relieved.

Turning off the shower, he wrapped himself in a towel and took out a towel. He habitually went to the bathroom to wipe his hair. The mirror inlaid on the wall was covered with a thick layer of water mist. He couldn't see anything clearly.

He stopped the movement in his hand and wiped it with the palm of his hand. A clear trace appeared instantly on it, reflecting the weariness between his brows and the panic and fear in his eyes.

The moment was once again covered by water vapor, disappeared completely, but his own pair of scared eyes, but deeply reflected in his mind, lingering.

He was almost a little dejected to hold the mirror in front of him, he knew what he was afraid of, what he was afraid of, he knew, he knew.

The bathroom door "Hua" a sound, was pushed open from outside.

The next second, he was pushed up again.

The man outside the door tried to push it open again, but just as soon as he opened a crack, he pushed it up.

His head is a little confused and confused. He even forgot to lock the door, so he would not let go of her no matter how hard she tried!!

Liu Liu frowned, and her voice was obviously annoyed. "Sheng You Ting, open the door!"

His voice is very hoarse, with sadness and childlike willfulness, "no way."

Liu Liu, "I'm coming in."

Sheng Youting, "don't let you in."

Liu Liu, "then you come out."

Sheng Youting, "I don't come out."

Liu Liu "..."

She took a deep breath and tried to control her almost violent temper. "Sheng You Ting, what happened five years ago, let's talk about it calmly..."

Sheng You Ting, "don't talk about it."

Liu Liu, "don't talk about how you want to escape?"Sheng and Ting was silent, and Liu Liu could not bear it any longer. "Hissing" laughed, "are you going to hide in the bathroom, hide for a lifetime, and never come out to see me?"

Sheng You Ting still did not speak, Liu Liu's anger rubbed up, "know that you have done something wrong, you will only blindly escape, dare not stand up to face me?"

He refused to open his mouth or let go. She was furious and almost hysterically scolded him, "Sheng You Ting, you are not a man at all!"

"He's a coward who doesn't bear the responsibility. He's a coward, a coward, a coward!"

"Hua --"

just as she was scolding, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Liu Liu was caught off guard and fell into his sad eyes with a gloomy face.

He looked at her like that, inexplicably, she felt that he was going to cry. For a moment, he was stunned, "Sheng, Sheng and Ting..."

Before she said anything, he suddenly took her face and went up.

The next second, he buried his head and kissed her lips fiercely. His action was domineering and impatient. It was like venting something, more like being afraid of losing something, "Liuliu, Liuliu..."

He blurted out her name as if he were kissing her with his own life.

But even if the distance between the two is so close, why does he still think she is illusory, like a dream, wake up, there is nothing.

"Oh, let go, let go of me..."

"No, no, no, no!"

Even if it is a dream, he will live in the dream and never wake up.