The 2107th Chapter Reality (6)

Bai Weiwei stared at him for a while.

He found that Ye Yuxuan pinched her face, and then looked at her with an indescribable look.

This look is good to describe.

Especially eerily deep tenderness.

She couldn't help shrinking back, trying to get up from the bed.

Ye Yuxuan let go of her cheeks, and then pulled her into his arms again with force.

Then he buried his head in her hair and whispered, "I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while."

Bai Weiwei's eyes immediately became round, and she reached out and pushed him, "You sleep with you, and I have to get up."

Ye Yuxuan's temperature is normal, and people are also normal.

The low temperature just now seemed like a dream.

Bai Weiwei even touched her hand, worried that her hand was cold.

It's not that Ye Yuxuan's temperature is too low.

Ye Yuxuan's voice was hoarse and hoarse, as if he had been exhausted without sleeping for a long time.

"Just a moment, Vivi."

The words Weiwei were biting on the tip of her lips and tongue, and there was an incomparably lingering feeling.

It was so numb that Bai Weiwei's scalp exploded.

Bai Weiwei hesitated for a while, "Just a while."

Ye Yuxuan nodded, "In a while."

Instead of continuing to reject him, she softened her body.

And Ye Yuxuan squinted his eyes in satisfaction, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

He was really tired, and it seemed like he had walked a very long, very long way.

But he forgot, what he saw on the road, he just remembered not to hurt her.

Ye Yuxuan vaguely thought of the man in the dream, when his depression got better.

Go to work, eat, work as normal.

He put her photo on the head of the bed, and the room maintained the appearance of her.

His sanity is well aware that he is remembering a lost lover.

Even if everything was still there, she wasn't there anymore.

He also cheered up at the beginning, thinking that she was dead, and he didn't want him to be so decadent.

So he is actively rehabilitating. When his legs are at their best, he does not need to rely on crutches. Except for a little lame walking, everything is normal.

In the dream, he has experienced many things and suffered many hardships.

He got up every time.

He thought he could get up this time too.

With the dead in my heart, I continue to live on my own.

One year, two years, three years...

Five years have passed.

Even the people around him thought he was normal, well, he didn't show a trace of depression.

Even more aggressive.

The company is also thriving, and he even started doing charity work, which is not bad.

Also won the award for the best business leader.

Life is really... peaceful.

Once I was looking at a building project, and a glass walkway was just being built on the top floor of the building.

Below is the tall building, stepping on it is very exciting, which is also a selling point.

After all, who knows how hard these glasses are, and it is not at all that a human foot can smash them.

The glass road was half-finished, and when he walked up, the guardrail had not been built at the end of the road.

Almost no one stopped him, he was acting too normal.

As usual, he walked up step by step, and then there was no warning, and there was even a cold and elegant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just jumped off.

Depression has never been better, even hallucinations.

He saw her and reached out to hug him, so he walked over.

Before he died, he felt in a trance that he had felt that something was missing for the past five years.

It turned out to be a lack of emotion.

He doesn't have any feelings anymore, and he doesn't know how to live happily.

Just moving forward by biological instinct, all work is just work.