After Exchanging Shadows

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Chapter 97

But both of them lay motionless.

The atmosphere even remained silent for a while, and almost only breathing could be heard in the room.

This clear and audible breathing sound makes people dare not move, as if as long as there is any sound of movement at this time, this frozen silence will be broken.

No one wants to break it, so they can only keep the status quo.

The temperature in the quilt is constantly rising, wrapping their bodies. Ruan Yesheng's breath sounded more rapid. She felt a little hot and opened her eyes in the dark. The little finger of her left hand slowly moved aside.

It was empty there, but she could feel that Xi Mo's temperature was close at hand, so she moved her little finger to the side.

This time it touched Xi Mo's pajamas.

Soon there was a change in the position of the clothing, and Xi Mo felt her careful touch, and her body moved, but it moved slightly.

She didn't seem to be close to Ruan Yesheng, just because of Ruan Yesheng's contact, she changed her lying state restraintly.

"Is there anything else to say?" Ruan Yesheng felt Xi Mo's nervousness, and a trace of sadness shook through her fiery heart, and asked her softly.

After a while, Xi Mo said, "No more."

"Sleep then." Ruan Yesheng said.

She was just like Xi Mo, lying down on her back. After I finished speaking, I withdrew my little finger, turned my body over, faced Xi Mo, and put my hand on the edge of the boundary, saying, "Now we are so close, I will get confused at night and accidentally cross the line, You can't blame me, you don't need a pillow to separate. "

"Um." Xi Mo responded vaguely to her, saying yes.

Ruan Yesheng smiled secretly and closed his eyes.

The mood is like being held by the waves, shaking gently, every wave is named joy by her.

Xi Mo never slept, and after a long time, she heard the pattering outside, it seemed that there was a soft noise of raindrops falling on the window.

Autumn is dry, and finally this night rain comes, maybe tomorrow will be a refreshing day.

The Ruan Yesheng beside him only had a very shallow breathing sound, and seemed to sleep past the sound of rain.

This rhythmic sound of raindrops can help people sleep. Xi Mo thought that Ruan Yesheng should sleep well tonight, and the mood became inexplicably comfortable.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the night is getting wet.

Gradually, Ruan Yesheng had a dream, trembling in the ticking of the night rain.

She felt soaked all over her body, and the cold rain hit her face and body, stinging her skin and even her bones. She didn't bring an umbrella and rushed into a garbage dump, the smell of rotting everywhere, and the rain made this breath ferment.

She patrolled anxiously in the junkyard, glanced carefully at the past, and even turned over the pile of mountainous garbage, the smell of her nose was rancid, but she didn't even care.

After a while, her mobile phone message reminder sounded.

She shuddered, as if she had been waiting for the news, and immediately stopped looking for trash, and took out her cell phone to watch.

The rain was too heavy, and it was shot on the screen of her phone. She covered her phone with her clothes and glanced at the message, which was sent by a strange number without any remarks, showing a cold sentence: "Did you see the red bucket, just under the bucket, turn it over . "

And there was a message sent before by another strange number. She just read this message before coming to the dump. The content is: "At the Xiaohuiling Junkyard."

Judging from the tone, it was the same person who sent her the message, but the number kept changing.

She couldn't reach the person, or locate the person, as if it was a ghost that contacted her over the phone.

Ruan Yesheng didn't hesitate and glanced at the red bucket not far away. She dashed past, took off the red bucket without regard to the image, knelt on the garbage, and lowered her head to plan the garbage in her place with both hands.

The carton blistered by the rain, fruit peels, plastics, etc. were mixed together and opened by her hand little by little. The rain dripped down her eyelashes, blurring her eyes.

She planed for half an hour, and the trash was dug out of a pit.

Eventually, she saw the body in the trash pit.

The corpse was wrapped in a black raincloth, revealing only part of its head, lying there miserablely like the discarded trash around it.

Ruan Yesheng lost his eyes and stared at the corpse. The dug out hands stopped, and the whole portrait was frozen by the ice. She shook her hands and slowly lifted the black cloth, and saw that the face of the body inside had long been blurred, not like an adult.

She could clearly recognize it, and immediately knelt beside the body and wept bitterly.

The rain ticked in the dream.

The sound of rain outside the window is also constant.

It was more than four o'clock in the morning, and Xi Mo woke up again, feeling as though he heard some kind of sobbing in the rain.

She glanced sideways through the faint light outside the window, and found that Ruan Yesheng was facing her, her face against the pillow, and the whole person curled up, trembling.

Xi Mo didn't know what happened to Ruan Yesheng, first he was startled and followed his subconsciously to reach for it.

She moved closer, reaching for Ruan Yesheng's body. Ruan Yesheng seemed to shudder suddenly. She was busy withdrawing, and after a while, her hand swam again in the quilt. When she touched Ruan Yesheng's hand, she felt that Ruan Yesheng's hand was clenched in her fist, and all was cold sweat.

Xi Mo followed Ruan Yesheng's wrist to his arm and touched it all the way up. After crossing his shoulder and touching Ruan Yesheng's neck, his hand suddenly stopped.

Ruan Yesheng's neck is wet.

The hot liquid ran down her face and reached her neck.

Xi Mo was a bit confused, and she gently called Ruan Yesheng a few times, but Ruan Yesheng didn't respond, but shook it even worse.

Is it a nightmare?

Xi Mo dared not wake up Ruan Yesheng any more, not to mention turning on the lights. Her hand touched Ruan Yesheng's cheek, gently wiped it, and her fingers were wet with warmth.

She had also seen Ruan Yesheng crying outside the play before, but it was silent, far less desperate than it is now.

At this moment, Ruan Yesheng's fragile sobbing and choked throat seemed to turn into hot hot air, and got into Xi Mo's ears, burning Xi Mo out of breath.

She didn't know what to do.

Hesitating for a moment, Xi Mo moved his body to Ruan Yesheng, stretched out a hand pad under Ruan Yesheng's neck, and made a pillow. The other hand took Ruan Yesheng's body over and took it into his arms. .

This was not enough. She even stretched her leg between Ruan Yesheng's legs, allowing Ruan Yesheng to hold her in a relatively close and comfortable posture.

Ruan Yesheng hung his head and snuggled in her arms, almost the whole person was wrapped in her.

In response to the sound of rain, Xi Mo started patting Ruan Yesheng's back gently.

Ruan Yesheng's face was buried in Xi Mo's chest, and tears were all rubbed up.

Perhaps she felt the warmth wrapped around her, and the rhythm of the tap on her back. She seemed to gradually get some comfort, the sobbing sound gradually became smaller, and then she fell silent.

Early the next morning, Ruan Yesheng woke up slowly.

She opened her eyes slightly in the mist, feeling that her face was touching a warm and soft place. She had never felt that anything could be more comfortable than what was under her. She couldn't help but rub her face up again. Rubbing.

Rubbing is not enough, she will rub again.

When she rubbed like a soft pillow for a few times, Xi Moren's unbearable voice sounded in her ear: "Are you rubbing enough?"

Ruan Yesheng woke up like a dream, trying to open his eyes and look closely, and found that his face was actually buried in Xi Mo's chest.

And Xi Mo is wrapped around her, holding her tightly.

She was still in a trance, and to confirm, she reached out and touched her chest.

Xi Mo retreated like an electric shock, his hands loosened Ruan Yesheng's waist, but his legs were still squeezed between Ruan Yesheng's legs.

As soon as Ruan Yesheng's legs moved, she felt numb, and immediately wanted to retreat, but couldn't retreat, because Ruan Yesheng's legs firmly clamped her.

The two kept a very awkward posture, intertwined on the bed.

Ruan Yesheng: "..."

Xi Mo: "..."

"I didn't touch your chest just now." Ruan Yesheng also wanted to explain: "I thought I didn't wake up."

"That's not my chest." Xi Mo was shaking in his heart: "It's your own."

"Oh." Ruan Yesheng nodded, but the smile on his lips came up.

But she felt that her face was a little dry, and she reached out and wiped her cheeks, feeling her face a bit strange. I never felt so uncomfortable when I woke up before, as if my skin was tight.

She didn't know that she had cried when she had nightmares at night, and she even shed tears on her chest.

The tears contain salt. If you do n’t wipe them clean, just wait for the tears to dry, your face will feel panic.

"Why did you hold me while you were sleeping?" Ruan Yesheng bit her lip and asked with a dazzling expression.

Xi Mo: "..."

Ruan Yesheng's gaze moved, and fell on Xi Mo's leg again.

Xi Mo's legs were still between her legs, and she was caught between her and could not get away.

Xi Mo: "..."

"Why did you put your legs loose when you were sleeping?" Ruan Yesheng asked her again.

Xi Mo's inner blood almost didn't squirt out, thinking that if it wasn't for appeasing Ruan Yesheng last night, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

But she found that Ruan Yesheng didn't know she had cried, and it seemed that she only shed tears unconsciously when she had nightmares at night. It is already a new day now. Since Ruan Yesheng doesn't know, she doesn't need to tell Ruan Yesheng what happened last night, so as not to embarrass Ruan Yesheng.

She didn't know what Ruan Yesheng dreamed of, but judging from Ruan Yesheng's performance, it must be a very sad dream.

Since this is such a bad dream, let her forget it.

"I don't know." Xi Mo looked aside, holding his breath and said, "I thought it was a pillow."

"Well, it's understandable to hold a pillow when you sleep. But why does your pillow have long legs and you can get in there to clamp it?" Ruan Yesheng seemed to have caught the incredible sweetness and smiled in his eyes.

"I don't know." Xi Mo pulled her leg away from Ruan Yesheng's legs and pressed against Ruan Yesheng's leg. He sneered and said, "I just wanted to press the pillow like this Yes, it may be that the pillow is moving by itself. "

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I updated again!

Ruan Ruan and Xi Mo are also hugged together, this time they can be rounded up.

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