Zheng Xichen didn't seem to realize that the door of her room had been opened, and she was still immersed in her own world, as if nothing outside could disturb her.

It wasn't until a slender and straight long leg suddenly appeared in front of her, covering her sluggish vision, that she slowly raised her head, and looked at the handsome but somewhat tired face of the man in front of her by the moonlight. She smiled silly: "Why are you here?"

Quan Ye looked at her embarrassed appearance, which was neither human nor ghost, and frowned her pretty eyebrows. She really didn't like to see her smiling with Quan Guo on weekdays, showing such an expression.

"Look at what you look like? Why don't you hurry up and sort yourself out?"

"Oh……"

Zheng Xichen replied in response, but did not act. Instead, she moved to a more remote corner, and once again, her face was successfully sprinkled with the splendor of stars and moons.

The starlight made her a little fairer, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and under the starlight, the flickering became more complicated and confusing, she looked like a glass doll that was about to break, and her white porcelain-like skin seemed to shatter when touched .

"You don't understand me?"

Quan Ye was furious, he was already upset by Zhang Xiaorong's matter, now when he came back and saw Zheng Xichen's limp appearance, he became more irritable, and even started to act roughly.

I saw him angrily pulling Zheng Xichen's slender arm, and violently pulling her up from the ground. I don't know if he didn't see it on purpose or because of the night, he didn't seem to notice the few lines he pinched on her arm. There were red spots, and those deep eyes were full of anger.

"Zheng Xichen, if you don't want to do it anymore, get the hell out of here now! Who are you showing this look to?"

As if awakened by Quan Ye's words, he stared blankly at Quan Ye's face, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and even his mouth became inexplicably bitter.

"Okay..." Her voice was very bitter and hoarse, like a person who just walked out of the desert, longing for water, but only realized when he walked into the oasis that it turned out to be a mirage, lonely and helpless.

"I'm going."

She faltered, trying to struggle out of Quan Ye's hands, but no matter how hard she struggled in the wrong state, it was useless, and to Quan Ye, it was just a teasing and perfunctory symbolic struggle.

"Zheng Xichen, please be normal!"

Quan Ye couldn't help shouting, even his neck couldn't help but turn red.

That was the first time he got so angry at her, and even he didn't know why.

Maybe it's too tired.

Reassuring himself in this way, he looked at Zheng Xichen, who was bowing his head, he slightly raised his breath, and rubbed his eyes tiredly: "If you know what's wrong with you, go and fix the bath water for me... "

However, before the words were finished, the slight crackling sound was obviously very subtle, even inaudible, but he could clearly hear the crisp sound, as if it was the voice from his heart.

Quan Ye opened his slightly bloodshot tired eyes, and after seeing clearly, the original fatigue and impatience in his eyes instantly disappeared without a trace.

Under the silvery white moonlight, Zheng Xichen's eyes seemed to be filled with water, shining a little bit of starlight, a stream of crystals slipped down her beautiful face, like a shooting star in the night sky, like a bright light flashing away.

Quan Ye stared blankly at Zheng Xichen, who he had never seen before. At that moment, he was like a log, standing in place without daring to move, and he didn't even notice how much he moved his hand lightly.

"you……"

What’s wrong with you.

These words seemed to be stuck in his throat, no matter what he did, he couldn't say them.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Quan Ye was like a guard protecting a treasure, gently put down her hand again, looked at the strangle marks on the white arm, and felt as if her throat had been pricked by a needle Just as uncomfortable.

At this time, she was like a fragile glass doll. Tears could not stop dripping down her cheeks on the floor, making a pattering sound. Her eyes were staring straight ahead blankly. It was flushed red, and stubbornly suppressed his embarrassing crying, only one small sob after another could be heard.

Quan Ye sighed, the hand holding the tissue was stagnant in the air and did not land on her face. After a long period of stalemate, he pursed his thin lips lightly, as if the paper had been abandoned by him, it fell on the ground with a rustle. on the ground.

Before Zheng Xichen could react from his stupefaction, a strong man's breath suddenly rushed towards his face, and the dusty smell of the outside world was mixed with a little bit of freshness from the breeze, even if he was tired all day. Not bad.

Zheng Xichen's eyes widened, she couldn't believe that Quan Ye would hug her.

This is already the first time?Isn't she... a nanny?

She was confused, doubtful, and even thinking about whether to push Quan Ye away.But she found that she was a little greedy for his smell, for the feeling of being held by him, warm and comfortable.

His deep voice sounded softly beside her ears, but it was the best concerto that night: "Cry if you want, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

These words seemed to have broken the last line of defense in her heart, she burst into tears suddenly, clutching the corner of Quan Ye's clothes tightly with her hands, lying on his body, greedily demanding everything in his arms A corner of warmth.

"Why did they treat me like this...why...did I do anything wrong..."

Her voice mixed with a little crying made him feel very distressed, and the hands around her thin body gradually tightened, as if he was afraid that the next second, if he let go, she would return to the previous distraught appearance.

"Yes, you are not wrong."

He has never comforted others, even Yan Yi is no exception, she even laughed at him for being a silent and incapable of comforting people.

But now, he feels the fragility of the person in his arms, and he can't help but want to comfort her, want to be a haven she can rely on, want her to cry wantonly in his arms, even if his expensive suit He doesn't mind crying dirty anymore.

"Woooo...why, people, born with different fates..."

"Why do I have to live so aggrieved, Quan Ye... living, so tired..."

so tired……

My heart suddenly tightened, and a trace of uneasiness rushed across.

Quan Ye hugged Zheng Xichen tightly, and kept cursing in his heart for his previous cruelty, he really shouldn't have been so cruel to her, he could clearly see that she was in a worse mood than himself.

He even began to be afraid of losing her, and that feeling was stronger and more real than before.

"Then come back here, and I'll help you." Quan Ye lowered his eyes, and gradually buried his head on her warm neck, greedily breathing in the faint fragrance between her hair.

"Zheng Xichen, you have to remember, I won't allow you to say another tired word in the future, I won't make you feel tired, you have to live well."

"How is it possible... how... is it possible..." Zheng Xichen laughed at herself, the so-called society, the so-called reality.

With her father and stepmother pressing her every step of the way, she is already living on the verge of being alive, how can she not feel tired anymore?She suddenly felt that when Quan Ye matured, she would say such childish words.

"How is it impossible? You have me." Quan Ye paused, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "As long as you stay by my side."

Zheng Xichen's tender body trembled, as if she couldn't believe that Quan Ye would say such a thing to herself, but unconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes.

She was so afraid that all this was an illusion, she wanted to pinch herself awake, but she didn't want to wake herself up from the dream so quickly.

Zheng Xichen, Zheng Xichen, when did you become so stupid?He would actually be immersed in fantasy.

She smiled foolishly, her body lightened suddenly, and there was a gap of air between her and him.

Zheng Xichen raised his head and looked at Quan Ye, it was obviously such an unreal dream, why was the tenderness in his eyes so deep, so deep?

The mobile phone on the table stopped ringing for a long time, but suddenly turned on again.

A text message reminded Zheng Xichen of its arrival, and on the screen saver interface of the phone, the words "Dad" appeared on it.

"Daughter, are you okay?"

A few short words, but it seems that all the courage of the sender has been exhausted for so long.

It was not as polite as asking her to borrow money in the past, but there was a heavy worry in just a few words.

The clouds in the sky gradually moved away, and the bright brilliance swept the earth again. Zheng Xichen stared into the eyes of the man in front of him, feeling heavy in his heart, as he said, with him, he would not feel tired.

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