Chapter 908 Two Crazy Beating Hearts (1) (Sweet)

Is he sure he won't take the initiative again?

She saw his inferiority and lack of confidence.

She heard him ask her to find someone else to be happy, and she felt particularly uncomfortable, depressed, and painful.

After Su Xun said this, although he was sincere, he still felt a little disappointed.

He nodded at her, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first, you go back early."

As he said this, Su Xun turned his wheelchair and wanted to leave.

The more he was in front of her, the more ashamed he felt and the more inferior he felt.

This is not something that can be abolished after dying.

And Xiao Ye looked at Su Xun's back as he left, her fists clenched tightly, her eyes flickered with a little fluctuation, and her lips pursed lightly.

In fact, she always knew that no matter what, she would still be reluctant to leave him.

Otherwise, she would not try her best to save him.

She didn't want him to die.

But, Su Xun, why don't you say that you should give each other another chance?

"Su Xun——!"

Xiao Ye suddenly called him.

Su Xun's body was startled, then he lowered his head slightly and responded silently.

Xiao Ye had a thousand words to say, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.

Finally, she walked up and said softly, "I'm free. Aunt and others have been working too hard for you recently. Let them relax. I'm fine. I'll take you home."

After Xiao Ye said that, she ignored his objection and pushed him.

Su Xun didn't refuse her to take him home, but just didn't let her push him, emphasizing that he could move on his own.

I'm not a disabled person yet.

Originally, they were going to drive back, but Su Xun said, "Don't drive. The weather is good today. I want to walk slowly for a while at night."

Xiao Ye followed him and accompanied him silently.

She was by his side.

Su Xun's hand fell on the armrest of the wheelchair, and Xiao Ye's hand hung on the side of his body.

The night was as cool as water.

Floating clouds and silk threads were far away in the night, half covering the cold moon hanging high in the sky, like the slender arms of a woman clinging to the cold moon.

The two walked together.

But no one spoke anymore.

But there seemed to be some emotions between them, covered in a thin film, as if someone was about to burst out.

Xiaoye's hand was hanging by her side, and Su Xun's hand was on the armrest.

The two hands were very close.

Even when no one looked at each other and walked, the two hands would suddenly touch each other.

Su Xun's peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a light mist. After his hand touched Xiaoye's hand intentionally or unintentionally for several rounds, he finally fell on the armrest and slowly lifted his fingertips.

When they accidentally touched again, his hand, unconsciously, held her hand.

At that moment, he held his breath, his eyes were still looking in the direction ahead, but he was so nervous that he could not control himself.

Will it let go.

Will it let go?

Will Xiaoye struggle to get away?

Su Xun knew that this did not mean simply touching each other's hands, but meant whether they had "resolved their differences" and whether they might be able to be together next.

And Su Xun was also nervous, anxious, and cautious.

Because he suppressed the inferiority and guilt in his heart and took that step carefully.

However.

Just as he held Xiao Ye's fingers, and then felt anxious and trembling.

Xiao Ye paused for a second or two, and her hand moved...