This was the first time that Tan Xize opened his heart to her.

Tell the past.

He also tore open the scar to show her.

Song Mi could feel a real pain, like needle pricks in his heart. They said that human beings have different joys and sorrows, and there is no real empathy.

But at this moment, she was truly saddened by his experience.

I wanted to say some comforting words, but when the words came to my lips, they rolled around and were swallowed back in my stomach.

She didn't say anything.

Song Mi knew that verbal comfort could not provide him with any help. She tentatively stretched out a hand in his direction, but she didn't know where to put it.

In the end, it could only stop in mid-air with some embarrassment.

The man's eyes were lonely, and the corners of his eyes and brows revealed a weakness that he would never have seen at ordinary times. He leaned against the wall, his head lowered, and his mind was lost in the pain of the past.

Just when Song Mi was about to take her hand back, the man's head gradually tilted toward her. Without thinking too much, she spread her palm upwards and caught it firmly, making his face fall safely into it.

She pillowed her face, brought it to her shoulders, and then gently put her hands down.

Tan Xize leaned on her shoulder and seemed to find some peace of mind. He slowly closed his eyes while being drunk.

Song Mi didn't dare to move, and silently put the cup in his other hand next to him.

Breathing became lighter.

Until Xi Ze fell asleep, she did not say a word, but chose to accompany her silently. She knew that it was a wound that would never heal. As time goes by, the traces of trauma will only become more obvious.

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In the eyes of outsiders, he is powerful, arrogant, and omnipotent with overwhelming power. Even looking at him from a distance will make him feel in awe.

No one knew that such a man would be tortured in a deserted place.

A kind of torture that continues day after day without fading.

The scene at this moment was healing and warm. He leaned on her shoulder and fell asleep, with his eyebrows relaxed and his sleeping face looking handsome. He found warmth in her body to resist the pain of the past.

Song Mi was afraid of waking him up, so she didn't dare to move. Time flowed by in this quiet space, and the shoulder that carried the weight began to become sore.

Even so, she didn't move.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the sleeping man moved unconsciously, and his head slid down from Song Mi's shoulder.

Song Mi's hand on his lap spread out and caught him.

As soon as she lowered her head, she could see his profile face, with a high and straight nose bridge, a smooth mandible line, and his eyelashes were longer and denser when viewed sideways.

Song Mi thought about what he said about her mother, and couldn't help but feel pity in her heart. She also felt how lucky she was that her parents were alive.

She raised her other hand and placed it on his hair.

Men's hair is thick in texture, with clear roots and soft tips, and feels fresh and smooth.

She touched his head gently, which meant a lot of comfort.

This is the first time I've been alone like this.

Especially special.

In the end, Tan Xize used her palm as a pillow and slept all night without waking up. He didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he usually slept so deeply.

Song Mi didn't sleep much all night. After staying up for the rest of the night, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only lean against the wall and squint for a while.

The two of them were woken up by the cleaners who came regularly to clean the house early in the morning.

The picture is still a little embarrassing.

The cleaner came in with a mop bucket and began to mop the floor of the wine cellar. He did not miss any corner. He was very careful while working. He lowered his head and only stared at the ground without looking up. However, as he dragged, the mop touched the ground.

Got two feet.

There are still two different feet, one male and one female.

The cleaner aunt let out an ooh in fright. When she looked up, she oohed out in fright again. She saw the male owner lying sideways on a little girl's lap, sleeping soundly.

After two consecutive noises, Song Mi and Tan Xize woke up one after another.

Tan Xize was the one who woke up first. He slowly opened his eyes and felt a hand on his head. He moved slightly, and when he raised his head, the hand slipped from his head.

Looking up further, Song Mi let out a light sigh and woke up leisurely.

——Looking at each other.

As soon as Song Mi opened his eyes, he saw Tan Xize looking up at him with a pair of dark eyes. The sleepiness had dissipated a little. He looked at each other for a long time before asking: "Mr. Tan, are you awake?"

Tan Xize hummed in a hoarse voice, rubbed his brows and sat up straight.

The cleaner aunt in front of the two of them was very embarrassed. She held the mop and pestle in place and did not dare to move. She carefully talked about Xize: "Sir, did I disturb you?"

"..."

Tan Xi Ze also didn't expect that he would actually sleep on Song Mi's lap all night. He cleared his throat, waved his hand and said it was okay, and then stood up.

The feeling after a hangover was unpleasant, and I felt dizzy the moment I stood up.

He steadied himself for a moment, closed his eyes and opened them again.

After calming down a bit, he leaned over slightly and stretched out a hand towards Song Mi.

"Come."

After Song Mi remained in a motionless position all night, his back had already started to hurt, blood seemed to be stagnant throughout his body, and his arms were numb and a little dull.

The man's hand stretched out in front of his eyes was cold white and slender, with distinct finger bones.

It's really pretty.

She raised a hand to hold it, but her arm was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It hurt so much when she lifted it up that she couldn't help but let out a cold breath.

"hiss……"

Seeing this, Tan Xize directly held one of her arms, with enough strength to lift her up from the ground.

Song Mi's hands were not only numb. He had not moved for several hours, and his legs had long since lost all feeling. When he stood up, he trembled and fell forward uncontrollably.

She slammed into the man's solid chest, half of her face pressed against the warm skin of his neck, and her hands unconsciously grabbed the clothes on both sides of his waist to maintain balance.

Breathing stopped in an instant.

Being hit unexpectedly, Tan Xi Ze took a small step back, then stood firm and subconsciously wrapped one hand around her slender waist.

It looks like a hugging gesture.

Cleaner: "..."

Sure enough, it came at the wrong time.

What a sin.

The cleaner was very discerning, took the mop and quickly turned around and left the scene.

Song Mi's legs were numb and weak, and she was trembling slightly. She held on to his clothes without letting go, raised her face from his neck, and said with some embarrassment: "...Mr. Tan, my legs are weak.

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Tan Xi Zexu hugged her waist and said warmly: "Slow down."

Song Mi felt that she was now like a tightrope walker between two skyscrapers, and Tan Xize was the balance pole in her hand. She could only hold him firmly, otherwise she would fall immediately.

Unlike the craftsmen, she didn't have that kind of fear. She knew that Tan Xize would catch her.

While waiting for the numbness in his legs to subside, Song Mi did not remain silent. She looked up at him and asked, "Mr. Tan, are you okay?"

Tan Xize looked at her with his eyes lowered, his eyebrows were handsome and deep, and there was a smile on his lips. He said in a lazy tone: "What can I do?"

"..."

He returned to his usual careless appearance, as if he was not the one who was saddened by his wounds last night.

Song Mi was interested and did not ask any further questions.

She knew very well that if it hadn't been for being drunk last night, Tan Xize would never have said that to her. He was a strong man, and he was used to being strong, so how could he expose his shortcomings so easily.

She just smiled lightly and said, "It's okay."

After calming down, Song Mi stepped away from the man and asked, "Are you ready?"

She hummed.

Tan Xize's eyelids were drooping, looking at the more serious dark circles on her face, she said helplessly: "Why don't you wake me up."

Song Mi touched his nose and said softly: "I don't want to give up."

The reluctance caused a faint glint to flash through the man's eyes.

That light was filled with his truest emotions.

After a silent meeting, Tan Xize said, "Let's go, I'll ask Aunt Zhao to take you to the guest room to wash up, and then take you back to the hospital."

Song Mi hummed obediently.
To be continued...