ness

Author: Ling Leng Qiyi

Yang Qingwei had a nightmare one night. First, she dreamed that she was kidnapped in a bar. After escaping, she was chased by a wolf. After finally escaping, she found that she had escaped to the edge of the cliff. Yang Qingwei looked at the wolf chasing behind her step by step.

The first one that came to mind was Fu Tingjun.

"Fu Tingjun!" Yang Qingwei murmured. She wanted to ask for help, but the evil wolf in front of her was pressing forward step by step. Yang Qingwei subconsciously stepped back, and as a result, she stepped on the air and fell down.

"ah……"

"Weiwei! Weiwei!"

Fu Tingjun woke up when she was shaking and screaming. He saw beads of sweat on her forehead and wiped it with his pajamas without finding a tissue. However, she frowned, clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, and muttered something.

, Fu Tingjun knew that she was having a nightmare and wanted to wake her up, but she only shouted his name a few times before shouting out in surprise. Fu Tingjun lost his previous gentleness and slapped her awake with more strength.

"No! Help!" Yang Qingwei woke up suddenly. When she saw the worried faces around her, she hugged him without caring who they were.

Fu Tingjun was very satisfied with her embrace, and the big hand that originally patted her slowly slid up her back to comfort her gently.

"It's okay! It's okay! Don't be afraid!"

The familiar breath made her nervous mood gradually improve, but tears were still rolling in her eyes.

The two hugged each other for a long time. It was not until Yang Qingwei recovered that she realized that she was hugging Fu Tingju and hurriedly escaped from his arms. Yang Qingwei was red from her ears to her neck.

Fu Tingjun knew that she was embarrassed, so he didn't expose it, but patiently asked her if she had a nightmare.

Yang Qingwei turned her back to him and did not answer. Fu Tingjun was not angry and continued to ask her nicely if she wanted to sleep for a while. Seeing that she still didn't speak, he helped her lie down again and covered her with the quilt.

"Get some more sleep!"

Fu Tingjun was right behind her, and the warm breath coming out of her mouth and nose kept teasing her neck, making Yang Qingwei feel restless.

"Fu Tingjun!" Yang Qingwei's hands clutched the corners of the quilt, trying to keep her voice calm. Fu Tingjun grunted behind her.

"Where's Yayoi?" As her mind gradually cleared up, Yang Qingwei remembered Fu Yayoi who took her to the bar yesterday.

"She's in the hotel." The big hand that was originally on her waist gradually slid down, and finally wrapped her in his arms. "Don't worry, someone will take care of her."

Fu Tingjun moved forward, her back pressed tightly against his chest. Although their relationship was broken, their bodies still fit perfectly.

Yang Qingwei stopped talking, and the whole room became quiet, except for the sounds of two people's breathing intertwined with each other.

After a long absence of silence, Yang Qingwei suddenly felt that it would be nice if the two of them could live together peacefully like this, but it was a pity that he had someone else in his heart.

Suddenly, the image of him calling her Weiwei when she was pressed under the curtains came to mind. At that moment, she really thought he was calling her.

It's so ridiculous, how could he care about himself? The only thing he loves is Bai Yueguang named Qin Caiwei, and she just happens to have a similar profile to hers.

Feeling bitter in my heart, my hand holding the quilt tightened again.

Fu Tingjun was also upset, but the air was quiet and his mood gradually calmed down. When he held her, he felt like it would be good to live like this forever.

They haven't lived together peacefully like this for a long time since they broke up last time. He didn't know why she wanted a divorce, but he knew that he really wanted to live with her for the rest of his life. It was a pity that such thoughts were annoyed before he could express them.

The ringtone interrupts.
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