Chapter 890 Marriage First, Love Later (29)

A gentle person, when saying that sentence, his tone is still endlessly gentle.

only,

When those words are said in the gentlest tone, the irony can be maximized.

When those words came out, she didn't cry, she turned around and left.

Very strong, I hid alone.

In a place where no one could see, my eyes were completely red, and tears fell one drop at a time.

The heartless little goblin finally tasted the heartache on this day.

The pain was as if a knife had been stabbed in. She kept pressing her chest tightly, as if trying to suppress the pain that was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She shed tears quietly without making any sound.

But the emotions that had been accumulated to the extreme in his chest had completely exploded.

All the inferiority and inferiority made her feel like a defeated chicken, full of embarrassment.

He could only hide in a deserted corner, licking his wounds, and suppressing his cries.

That day, she cried for a long time.

I cried from day to night, all alone, huddled in a corner.

She didn't know how long she cried, until he came looking for her and found the place where she was hiding.

At that time, her only remaining pride and self-esteem allowed her to straighten her back and be magnanimous even when she lost.

She pushed him away violently, yelled at him, and said all the decisive words.

She couldn't remember how many unpleasant things she said at that time.

I just remember that he stood there quietly, looking at her and listening to her yelling all the words.

That was probably the first time she was so heartbroken, without caring about her image at all.

She must have looked ugly at that time, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was extremely sharp.

But her mood had already collapsed and she no longer wanted to care about it.

Even, there is no need to take it into consideration anymore.

When she said she wanted to leave, she really meant to leave completely, and she would never look back.

That was the last bit of pride she had left, and she would never allow herself to become so ridiculous.

She lost her composure in front of him, venting her emotions, and her voice became hoarse by the end.

And he looked at her quietly and said nothing.

Dressed in snow-white, she is always so gentle and beautiful to the core.

She made such a fuss, and until the end, he didn't seem angry.

Just when she turned to leave, he seemed to sigh.

That sigh, like the spring breeze, seemed to contain endless emotions and a hint of tenderness.

He reached out and grabbed her, holding her so tightly that she couldn't shake him off.

She turned back and glared at him,

But the next second, cool and moist lips covered her, like a clear stream in a snow-capped mountain, gently stroking her pain.

"Silly girl."

These were the first words he said when he kissed her.

A long and gentle kiss, lingering lips and teeth, and the snow-white fingertips also covered the flower on her forehead.

This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss her while she was awake.

Taking control, he slowly took hold of her waist.

Many years later, when Yun Si thought about it again, she could only remember her at that time - she was stunned by his beauty, and the rationality that had finally returned to her mind collapsed once again.

He hugged her, gently stroked her long hair, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and dissipated the coldness all over her body.

His embrace was always warm, and that day was no exception.

A gentle and lingering kiss, like silent words of love.