Chapter 1859 Highly Sweet, Thin and Easy to Eat (1)
First floor.
Warm light poured softly, starting from the glass lamp at the stairs, and extending along the increasingly soft light to the two people on the sofa.
One was slender and thin, the other was slender and weak.
Bo Yi had his back to her, and she sat behind him, helping him apply medicinal wine on his back with heartache.
At this time, her movements had stopped, and her slender arms slowly stretched out in front of him and wrapped around his waist...
Her movements were so gentle.
As if she was afraid of hurting him.
...
But how much she wanted to hug him.
The slender and weak girl hugged him from behind, and for a moment, time seemed to stop, and the air suddenly became very quiet.
Bo Yi lowered his head slightly, and he could see her two slender arms passing through.
He was still shirtless.
An Mu's little face was gently pressed against his back, and he closed his eyes.
She seemed to have countless words to say, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.
In the end, thousands of words turned into a gentle sentence at this moment, "Thank you."
Bo Yi, thank you.
An Mu's little face rubbed against his back slightly. In a place where he couldn't see, An Mu's eyes were red. When she slowly opened her eyes, the tears in her eyes were about to overflow.
How could she be worthy of him doing this for her.
At this time, Bo Yi moved his arm, he held An Mu's slender wrist around his waist, and then pulled her to the front, pulled her into his arms, and sat on his legs.
An Mu fell on his legs, and the tears that she didn't have time to wipe away, the red eyes, all fell into Bo Yi's clear eyes.
Bo Yi's heart was slightly shocked, and An Mu's red eyes and tears seemed to be deeply imprinted in his eyes.
That was her, feeling sorry for him.
Bo Yi had a very subtle and complicated feeling in his heart.
He was always alone, so he often experienced something, suffered something, no matter good or bad, he was carrying it all by himself.
He was used to doing everything alone.
So even if his family felt sorry for him, he couldn't see it.
But An Mu was different.
When he was hurt, he often licked his wounds alone like a lonely beast, and An Mu felt sorry for him. When she saw him, her tears fell down, and her peach blossom eyes were watery. In addition to feeling sorry, there was more guilt.
Seeing An Mu lower her head to wipe away her tears, he stopped her and let her slender and weak body get closer to his arms. He slowly leaned over, kissed the tears on her face with his thin lips, and whispered, "... Mu Mu, don't cry, I will feel sorry."
Mu Mu, don't cry, I will feel sorry.
This was the first time he called her Mu Mu in the daytime.
When An Mu was told by him, her tears wanted to burst out. She hugged his neck all of a sudden and buried her head in his neck and sobbed.
For An Mu, everything that Bo Yi gave her was not only the unimaginable situation of Cinderella becoming a little princess, but also the love she had never experienced. She had always lived at the bottom of society, and anyone seemed to be able to step on her and bully her.
She had been bullied, beaten and scolded at home since she was a child. She went to school and worked part-time, and suffered the warmth and coldness of the world. Whether it was her relatives or people in society, who really loved her? Even her mother could not treat her equally in front of so many children.
The love she received was minimal.
But Bo Yi loved her and protected her, as if he wanted to bring all the good things to her, so that she could live a life she had never dared to dream of before. If this was a dream, she would rather never wake up from it again. If this was ultimately a trap wrapped in sugar-coated bullets, she was willing to do whatever he wanted.
Bo Yi held her in his arms, and when she almost cried, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead and her eyebrows little by little...
The temperature on his lips was a little cold.
But her tears gradually burned him.
Those tears were shed for him.