absurd life

Chapter 50: Good Dream Tonight

"Ruirui, do you know? Today is the first day of my life."

In the darkness, Ouyang Ze hugged my waist tightly from behind, and his body was as close to me as possible, as if he was afraid that I would leave his embrace and his side in the next second.

He whispered in my ear, conveying his excitement to me with that long breath.The warm air brushed past my ears from time to time, as if standing on a high ground enjoying the blowing of the spring breeze, but his breathing lacked the energy that can wake up all things in spring.

"Ah."

Apart from this word, I don't know what else to say to him.Because today is not my happiest day, nor will it be an unforgettable day.In my opinion, it was just a busy and boring day.

I don't want to see his face, his face full of "slavery", let alone his expression begging for my love.I also want to leave his tall appearance in my heart, leaving an image of a tough business tycoon.

Compared with his face, the darkness in front of me is more attractive at this time, more able to attract my attention, and at the same time, it can hide my expression at this time.

"From now on, you belong to me alone, and no one can take you away. Haha!"

His possessive words were spoken with ease, without the domineering aura that should have been, perhaps this dominance was also suppressed by the "slavery".

As he spoke, his hands began to grope around my body. It felt as if an octopus had stuck to my body, wrapping its sucker-covered claws around my body, ready to devour my body. ** and soul.

When his fingertips touched the scar on my stomach and the long bulge, he stopped suddenly, and his hands froze there, motionless.

Heh, is there anyone in this world who doesn’t love beauty? The once smooth and delicate skin now has an ugly centipede-like scar. No matter what kind of person “doesn’t care about appearance”, he must feel disgusted at this time .

He was afraid, he was afraid, when he touched my ugly scar, he was afraid that he would face it day and night in the future, fear was only a glimpse of its ugly appearance in joy.

I guessed his state of mind at this time, and also guessed his complicated mood.Because I know that love without flesh is not love, so I have expected his reaction in this way.

I thought he would pull his hand back, never touch it, turn his back on me, stop talking to me... but I was wrong, my guess was wrong...

Not long after, his hand seemed to be full of vitality again, and the soft fingers stroked around the scar again.

"The scar is so big. I haven't seen it before, and I haven't touched it so carefully..."

His voice trembled a little. Since he couldn't see his face, he couldn't guess what kind of mood he was in right now. Is it fear?Still distressed?I don't even know.

Gradually, his hand moved from my navel to my chest little by little, along the scar, along the wound kissed by the scalpel, and moved towards my heart little by little.

"I'm sorry, Ruirui, it's all my fault... I didn't take good care of you..."

His voice became more and more choked, until the hot tear touched the back of my neck, and until his trembling body was closer to me, I didn't know that he was not afraid just now, but was still hurting...

He is a very emotional person. Although he is addicted to work every day, he always looks arrogant and cold to outsiders.However, both Christo and I know that he is not really cold, and he also has moments of tenderness.

His emotional intelligence is very low, and his tear point is determined by the degree of stimulation you bring him.He was easily moved, and easily excited for a long time because of a small thing I did.It is his personality that makes him more vulnerable than me.

His tears were like a summer rainstorm, there was only one drop just now, but in the blink of an eye, the pillow was already soaked by his tears, and the sobbing became more and more obvious.

I'm sick of hearing a man cry, it just makes me think he's spineless, and it's a sign of humiliation.But at this moment, I don't feel that the man behind me is weak, but on the contrary, I feel that he is stronger.In my opinion, crying for love is the bravest act in the world, and it is also the expression of deep love for someone...

"Don't cry, it's just a scar, it's no big deal."

The complicated mood made me not know how to persuade him. The love words that could be said in the past are all blocked in my mouth now, and the passionate kiss that could resolve his sadness in the past is not here now. **** on his face.

I turned around and looked at him who was crying. In the darkness, the twinkling tears in those two big eyes were so dazzling that I couldn't look straight at all.The trembling lips kept opening and closing, as if they were not under his control at all.

When he looked directly at me in the dark, when our eyes gradually drew closer, somehow, that long-lost feeling came to my heart again.Just like when we were in the hotel that day in China, as if I just fell in love with him at that time, the feeling of touching my heart hit me again.

No matter how much I hate him these past few months, no matter how much I want to stay away from him, and no matter how much his "servility" annoys me... After all, he is the man I once loved, after all, the one who helped me , and the man who has always been by my side is the man I should rely on all my life.

Therefore, those emotions are temporary, and they all disappear in my heart because of one look or one word of his.I will also forgive him for these small actions and words, forgive him from the bottom of my heart, and return to that warm day again.

He loves me right?He has let go of that relationship, and he has forgotten the Qing he once loved the most, right?How I hope God can give me an answer, an answer that can comfort my efforts and the injuries I have suffered.

But what I see now is only Ouyang Ze's eyes, and my appearance in those eyes.

"I will definitely take good care of you in the future! I will definitely make you happy for a lifetime!"

As he spoke, he hugged me into his arms, conveyed his determination to me with his hot body temperature, and changed my mind with that firm tone.

For me, this night is more exciting than the lively day, and the true heartfelt words are more real than the perfunctory "congratulations" of those people. I began to like the night more, and I like this kind of real and romantic night...

"I believe you…"