Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingqing felt that her heart was filled with something, swollen, sour, and painful.

Song Qingchun repeated the conversation between Su Zhinian and himself in his mind for several times, and then he was completely awake from being pushed downstairs to the consciousness of chaos.

... She saw a jump with her own eyes; he slammed his vigorously outstretched hand in the fall; he grabbed her wrist tightly and led her into his arms; at the most critical moment of falling to the ground , He used her body to protect her body... It turned out that she had just thought it was an illusion of her wishful thinking, and it was not an illusion... but a real existence...

After seeing her fall, he jumped down with her...

Song Qingchun shuddered her eyelashes with tears in her eyes. She stared at him for a while like she was scared and stupid. Then she asked, "What about you?"

Song Qingchun said, and his hands began to move around him again.

Every touch of her was a **** of suffering for him.

She didn't wait for him to speak, then raised her head, stared at his eyes, and asked, "Su Zhinian, are you okay?"

How is he? He was very bad...Although the fire department flushed the safety air cushion in time, the 27-story high building, 80 meters high, he accompanied her at the last moment of falling down, protecting her in his arms, himself When the meat pad fell on the safety air cushion, it still seemed to be injured...

He didn't know where he was hurt, because the pain made him lose all other senses, but Su Zhinian faced Song Qingqiang's inquiry, still trying to express himself like a okay person, looking back with tender eyes like water With her, she almost exhausted her last energy, and then spoke two words in a very light tone: "It's okay."

What he really meant to say is that fortunately you are fine.

His expression was very calm, and Song Qingzhen really thought he was okay, she instinctively spoke, her voice gently and gently rolled the emotion that just rolled in her chest, and asked: "Why do you want to follow me?" Down?"

As her words settled, her tears were like rivers running out of the dike, surging from the bottom of her eyes. She didn’t wait for him to answer, and opened her mouth again. She seemed not to say anything else. I repeated the words just now, but the tone was more intense each time: "Su Zhinian, why are you jumping with me? Why are you jumping with me? Why? Why?"

Song Qingchun asked at the end, sobbing crying.

He listened to her crying, looked at her tears, and wanted to raise her hand to help her wipe the tears, but he couldn’t move, and even he didn’t have the extra strength to let him speak to comfort her, even simple The words "Don't cry" lingered between his lips and teeth for a long time, he just couldn't say it, and finally he could only choose to look at her tenderly.

Why jump with her?

Need a reason? Is this reason enough?

At that time, he didn't know whether the safety air cushion was ready, even if it was ready, at a height of 80 meters, she might fall into a dead or alive.

When he was alive, he couldn't be with her, but on Huangquan Road, he would definitely walk with her without hesitation.