Last night, I didn't sleep all night again.

I soaked in the swimming pool for almost half the night.

The pale moonlight scattered coolly on the water, reflecting his muscular body.

I sank into the cool water for a long time...I emerged from the water with a roar, took a deep breath, and sank in again...

Under the moonlight, the man's calm temperament was clearly revealed. His usually calm expression looked a little...sad...

After diving for a long time, he seemed to be tired. He casually pulled the bathrobe to cover his sexy body that was still dripping with water, and then lay down on the lounge chair.

There is a pile of photos scattered around the feet.

The scenes in the photos are all different, but the protagonist is always the same.

Picking one up at random, the childish little face unexpectedly stirred his heart.

several times...

I almost can't help it, I want to hold her deeply into my arms again, I don't want anything, I just want to be so simple... be quiet, just hold her...

But……

Every time, reason prevails.

His disaster, the dirty disease in his body... have put an end to their love...

Little ones are not suitable to know these things that are too heavy.

then……

He could only choose to push her out of his life again and again...

"I climbed onto Cangmu's bed naked..."

Thinking of these words, my heart still trembled violently. Undoubtedly, this was a fatal blow. At that moment, it seemed as if something most important had been forcefully taken out of my body.

The heart is empty...without warmth...

"Sir, why did you lie here all night again?" Aunt Qiao's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Yi Xiao squinted his eyes, and after a while he opened them and realized that it was already dawn.

"I accidentally fell asleep. What time is it?" He straightened his hair, turned over and sat up. There was still a bit of cool mist on the top of his hair.

Last night, the night was as cold as water, so cold that it penetrated into his bones. He actually lay here all night again.

He stroked his forehead, feeling a little swollen and sore between his brows.

"It's only 7 o'clock. Do you have a cold while you're lying there? Why don't you go back to your room and lie down for a while, and I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup?" Aunt Qiao said as she packed away the teacups, towels, etc. beside the bathtub.

thing.

When his eyes touched the photos scattered on the ground, he felt both pity and confusion for a moment.

She knelt down and began to sort out the photos while muttering, "If sir misses Miss, please take her back. A fifteen-year-old child is out there alone..."

"I am measured." His concerned words were interrupted by Yi Xiao lightly, seeming a little urgent. It seemed that he was worried that if Aunt Qiao continued to speak, he would... finally be shaken by his firm heart...

He knelt down and took the photos from Aunt Qiao's hand, "I'll do it." He picked them up one by one, but his eyes didn't dare to linger on that childish face anymore...

"Aunt Qiao, I will eat Chinese food at home, you can prepare it."

"Well, okay. I just want to give you something to replenish your health. Mr. seems to have lost a lot of weight recently." Aunt Qiao wisely stopped mentioning the previous topic. I don't know when the whole family started to mention Miss Yi Shu, Mr.

His face didn't look good.

Yi Xiao paused, "Don't add ginger slices or anything like that to the soup. Stew more light tonic soup."

Aunt Qiao subconsciously asked, "Miss Yi Shu is coming back today?" She was the only one in the family who didn't like eating ginger slices.

Yi Xiao pondered for a while before speaking calmly, "No... today is her birthday..."

"It turns out that today is the lady's birthday. Sir, do you want to spend it with her? Then I'll order a cake right away."

"I have already ordered the cake and will deliver it in a moment." Yi Xiao said calmly, with complicated thoughts, and finally added softly, "Give Zhang Wu the tonic soup and cake... and ask him to deliver them to Yi Shu.

past."

After saying that, Yi Xiao stepped into the house, leaving Aunt Qiao alone who was stunned in place...

Could it be that...he didn't even spend the birthday with the lady? What on earth is going on?

Entering the bedroom, Yi Xiao put the photo on his hand into the bedside drawer, his eyes still wandering uncontrollably.

He took off his bathrobe and put on a set of black silk pajamas. The air last night was too cold, maybe because... he had no resistance at all now, so he, who was always in good health, felt a little top-heavy.

Picking up the phone without the pendant, his eyes flickered, and his thumb stayed on the '1' shortcut key for a moment, but finally did not press it.

Reason told him over and over again...

He shouldn't provoke the innocent her anymore... He can no longer give her happiness...

Putting down the phone, he felt a dull headache and lay down on the bed tiredly.

Happy birthday little guy...

………………Dividing line………………

Cangmu parked the car at Yi Zhai.

"Go in." Unbuckle Yishu's seat belt.

Looking at the familiar house in confusion, Yishu's eyes twinkled.

"Will you be back in the evening?" Cangmu couldn't hold back and added another sentence.

"Yeah." She nodded, very sure.

Now, there are really not many places where she can stay.

Cangmu raised his lips and smiled, "Then give me a call when you get back and I'll come and pick you up."

"Aren't you going to race tonight?"

"It was canceled a long time ago. Okay, get off the bus quickly."

"Goodbye." Yi Shu closed the car door and turned around to wave goodbye to him.

The car drove away from the house again, and Yi Shu turned around.

Today is the weekend……

If nothing else happens, Yi Xiao should be at home.

I lowered my head and glanced at the mobile phone hanging quietly on my chest. I felt a heavy sense of loss... Although I never had hope anymore...

Yixiao, I really don’t remember her birthday.

She didn't ask for much, a phone call or a text message was enough, but... nothing, nothing...

…

"Miss Yi Shu?" Lao Qin looked at the sudden appearance of Yi Shu in surprise, and quickly called Aunt Qiao, "Aunt Qiao, Aunt Qiao..."

Aunt Qiao ignored the soup that was still brewing in the kitchen, wiped her hands and ran out quickly, "Oh, the little girl is finally back. Come, sit down quickly. Didn't you come back so early and didn't have breakfast? Aunt Qiao will give it to you right now."

Go get ready."

"Aunt Qiao, I've already had breakfast." There was a warm feeling rising in her heart. This kind of picture really... gave her the illusion of a warm home...

After her absence these days, is anyone really still thinking about her?

"Have you eaten? What kind of drink can you have?" Aunt Qiao held Yi Shu's hand, "Don't go out angry with your husband when you come back this time. In fact, your husband doesn't feel uncomfortable... He's just not used to saying..."

Yi Shu's heart trembled, "Aunt Qiao, is uncle at home?"

"Here you are! I haven't slept all night again. I sat by the swimming pool all night. I'm afraid he caught a cold. I'm making ginger soup for him!" Aunt Qiao felt a little distressed when she said it, and Yishu's thin eyebrows unconsciously

He wrinkled up and said, "Wait for me, I'll bring you the ginger soup. You can bring it to sir when you go up."

"Okay." Yi responded calmly.

Aunt Qiao's words were still swirling in my mind.

Another night of no sleep...

Could it be that he, like me, often had trouble sleeping? What was troubling his thoughts?

Carrying the ginger soup, I went upstairs and glanced at the room I once lived in. Suddenly, I felt a sense of desolation in my heart that things were different and people were different.

I have the urge to cry...

Suppressing the mist in his eyes, he carefully pushed open the door of Yixiao's bedroom, for fear of disturbing him.

Stepping inside, the familiar, uniquely male scent of him hit her nostrils, making her heart skip a beat unconsciously.

Nothing has changed in the room...

Yi Xiao lay quietly on the big bed, his shallow and even breathing filling the air.

She approached lightly, for fear of waking him up, her heartbeat accelerated, and she was actually a little nervous...

Squatting beside the bed, the faint dark marks under his eyes made her unable to help but reach out and caress her lovingly...
To be continued...