: Naturally, life is full of regrets, Shui Changdong (20)

Author: Yaoli

: Naturally, life is full of regrets, Shui Changdong (20)

Walking alone by a lifeless lake is always lonely.

She loves someone, but that person doesn't like her.

So she gave all her love to that person's brother.

They had almost identical faces, and every time she saw this face, she would feel her heart flutter.

For a long time, she herself couldn't tell who the person she loved was.

For the person she likes, she will unconsciously show softness that she has never had before, and transferring her strong love to another person is the best way to escape.

Yan Ran is not a gentle person, but if she really becomes gentle, anyone will be moved by her.

Her voice dropped, hoarse and slow: "Who told you to be disobedient? If you be more obedient, I won't beat you."

"I will be good to you, Fu Ji. If you don't hate me, I will never hit you again."

Faced with a pair of eyes that concealed anxiety and confusion, her eyes were incredibly beautiful, with smooth tails hanging down, and light and shadow finely immersed in her pupils.

The gaze that looked at him made him feel distressed, as if he were treating an extremely precious treasure, with an indescribable tenderness.

gentle?

It's funny to say that this was the first time in so many years that he saw someone showing such an expression to him, and it was Yan Ran.

Does she love him?

No, it's not.

She just likes him, she can like many people.

An unknown irritability suddenly surged in Fu Ji's heart. This irritability was not obvious, but it was difficult for him to ignore.

He attributed it to himself being disgusted. He didn't need the cheap love, and his beautiful eyebrows suddenly tightened.

He looked away, the pain on his face making him feel more awkward, and he didn't even want to see Yan Ran's hypocritical face.

Yan Ran suddenly came over, and when he didn't know why, his body was suddenly pulled into a burning embrace.

The moment their skins touched each other, a wave of panic surged into my heart.

Fu Ji didn't know what he was afraid of. He just subconsciously wanted to struggle. He could break free. The young man had thin arms and legs. He could push him away with one hand, but he couldn't use all his strength.

This thin and warm embrace seems to have some magic power, a magic power that makes people lose their strength.

"I like you know that?"

"That slap on your face hurts my heart."

System: [Ugh!]

pain?

Will anyone feel pain for him?

Fu Ji lowered his head, and in his confused vision was his slightly trembling fingers, and his face was pressed against Yan Ran's heart.

Thump—thump—

It jumped very steadily and slowly, as if there was a small deer inside, and the slight impact caused numbness on the side of his face.

The young man's voice was very low and hoarse, but Fu Ji wonderfully captured a touch of tenderness and heartache.

"Does your face hurt? It's because I didn't control myself well. I shouldn't have hit you. I was just too scared. I was afraid you would hate me. I like you, how could you hate me?"

The skin next to her ears was getting hotter and hotter, and Yan Ran's heartbeat was getting louder and louder.

As if he was hypnotized, he asked mysteriously, "Do you really like me?"

The soft hair rubbed against his face, and Yan Ran's voice came from above, getting closer and closer, followed by the breath and warmth.

"I like it. Can you try to like me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warmth fell on his forehead, like snowflakes falling outside the window, fleeting.

She said: "Even if it's just a little bit, it'll be good."

This is the first time someone has asked for love from him, so people shy away from him. He is a monster.

But now, someone made a request like a monster. She said that she wanted to be liked.

Monsters, are they worth liking?

[Ding! The villain’s blackness has reached 80%!]

The roses are bright and eye-catching, and the snow on them melts into dew, making them crystal clear and beautiful.

The phone vibrated and a message popped up.

For those who are in love, every day is a festival; a word of warmth and warmth, a line of chatter; a word of warning, a note passed down; a lovesickness, a wholehearted hope for each other; a love, a lifelong love.

Happy Valentine's Day!

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From a scientific point of view, people’s love is explained by the chemical reaction of dopamine secretion and hormonal collision.

The adrenaline released by a pounding heart surges, the phenylethylamine secreted from falling in love at first sight, the blood vessels dilate and the blood flow surges to 120, which is a physiological reaction.

So how long can love last?

Which step can be taken?

Yan Ran received a message during the meeting, which was sent by Fu Ji.

--I'm injured.

Yan Ran knew Fu Ji well, and it would have been impossible to send her a message if she was simply injured. She ended the meeting in a hurry and hurried home. She also called Fu Ji on the way, but no one answered.

.

why do not you answer?

Is it because he was seriously injured?

The half-hour journey was compressed into 15 minutes by her. The living room was very quiet. Fu Ji was sitting on the sofa safe and sound, wearing a black sweater and showing a slight smile to the young man who was still breathing a little.

Yan Ran looked at the man calmly for a long time, but couldn't see any wounds on the man's body, so he couldn't help but frown: "Didn't you say you were injured?"

Fu Ji was stunned for a moment, as if he was at a loss. He said in a gentle tone: "It's just a minor injury, not serious."

Yan Ran took a deep breath and looked at it for a few seconds, "Then why don't you answer the phone?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ran, explaining in a panic: "My phone is out of battery and is still charging. Did I... cause you trouble?"

Fu Ji's tone was at a loss when he said this, and he stared at Yan Ran with sincere and clear eyes.

Yan Ran was in a hurry when she arrived. It was snowing outside and she didn't even have time to hold an umbrella. There were still snow stains on her shoulders and hair that hadn't had time to melt. The color of her lips was also slightly lighter, as if blood had been frozen under the ice.

"Are you angry?" Fu Ji couldn't help but tilt his body and looked at Yan Ran earnestly.

Yan Ran pursed her lips and came to his side.

The distance between the two people narrowed, and Fu Ji saw Yan Ran's light-colored, calm eyes showing emotional fluctuations.

Her body exuded cold air, but her breath was warm.

He asked calmly: "Where is it hurt?"

Looking at Yan Ran's too plain face, this made Fu Ji very unhappy. It was because Yan Ran was too calm, which made him feel that this prank was not very exciting.

He stretched out his hand and exposed the small wound.

Yan Ran took a look and said, "Very good. If she had come a little later, the wound would have healed."

On the surface, Yan Ran still found a band-aid to cover his wound.

Fu Ji just looked at it with ease.

The cold white face, slender eyebrows, light lip color, and red mole on the bridge of the nose all seem to express the indifference coming from the bones.
Chapter completed!