Attack of the Adorable Kid

Thin porcelain snow did come to the garage.

This is her own small world that she built and decorated herself.

She sat in the corner with her hands around her knees and buried her face in it.

She didn't dare to open her phone, and she didn't dare to read the comments on the Internet.

But she could imagine that it must be the scolding and crusade of the big film.

Ye Qingcheng is not an ordinary person, nor is she. How shocking is this to push another woman downstairs for a man?

Even she herself can't accept it, let alone the people who see the truth?

Bo Cixue grabbed her hair with both hands. She wanted to recall the details of that night, but she couldn't.

She couldn't remember anything about what happened in her sleepwalking.

The video she saw appeared in her mind, and she seemed to really push Ye Qingcheng.

How could she be so nasty?

If you love someone to the core, will you hurt the opposite **** around him?

She felt so terrible about herself like this!

In the past few years, under Kevin's psychological guidance, she gradually looked down on that incident.

She hypnotized herself over and over again, she was doing it unintentionally.

At that time, she didn't remember what happened, and there was no video. She thought that Ye Qingcheng fell down the stairs, and it wasn't all her fault.

But what about the facts?

She really hurt Ye Qingcheng!

Ye Yiren said she was a femme fatale, and she was absolutely right!

How could someone like her be worthy of brother Xiaojie?

Tears slid from the corners of thin porcelain snow eyes.

In fact, over the past few years, she has been feeling uncomfortable, as if there is a big rock pressing her down.

She was afraid that things would be exposed and that her family would be implicated, so she dared not take responsibility for her own faults.

She knew that one day, things would be revealed.

She has been fleeing for four years, and God can't stand it anymore, and won't let her escape any more.

That's fine, the whole world knows the mistakes she once made, and she doesn't have to bear such heavy sins anymore!

Tears fell into the lips, bitter taste.

She sniffed, sinking into her own emotional world.

...

Yan Hua called out a few times, but she didn't get a response from the inside, she was anxious and panicked.

"Nothing will happen to Little Apple, right? Bo Yan, why don't you find someone to open the door—"

Bo Yan took Yan Hua's shoulders and looked at Ye Kai, who was staring at the rolling gate, "Xiao Kai, what's your opinion?"

"She must be immersed in her emotions now. Even if she opens the door, she can't slow down." Ye Kai's face was calm and cold, "Uncle Bo, Aunt Yan, if you believe me, let me stay here alone."

Bo Yan and Yan Yan looked at each other.

In the face of this kind of big right and wrong, both of them unconsciously believed that they had grown up watching Ye Kai from childhood.

"As soon as there is any news, tell me immediately." Yan Hua requested.

Ye Kai nodded, "Aunt Yan, don't worry."

After Bo Yan and Yan Hua left, Ye Kai sent back all the bodyguards. He went to the store and bought a small stool, and sat at the door.

"Cixue, I know you're inside."

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you outside."

His voice was gentle and gentle.

The thin porcelain snow, who had fallen into his own world, seemed to be carried away from the deep sea by a gentle force. She breathed a breath of fresh air.

But still confused.

She seemed to be in the middle of the sea, not knowing how to get to the shore.

At this moment, the man's gentle and elegant voice sounded in his ears again, "Cixue, if I am here, the sky will not fall."

With him, the sky will not be swept away.

Four years ago, Ye Qingcheng was in a coma, and he handled it for her.

She has been away for four years.

Thin porcelain snow buried her face in the crook of her arms, and the tears fell even more violently.

The sky gradually darkened, and every few minutes, she could hear the voice of a man outside talking.

His voice was always gentle, and whenever she was about to fall into the sea, he would pull her back in time.

It was late at night, and it was raining lightly outside.

"There was a child, when he was only six years old, who took a special car to go to school. On the way, he saw an old grandmother crossing the road. The old grandma had bad eyesight, and the traffic was very dangerous. The child ignored the driver's obstruction and got out of the car and helped the old grandma to pass. Finish the road."

"When the children are ten years old, they follow their father to do charity work. Every year they take time to go to the mountains to help poor children and the elderly."

"When the child grows up, she will do charity every year. She has a kind heart since she was a child and will never hurt anyone easily."

"Because of being sick, I did something that made me feel guilty. People who know the truth won't blame her."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Ye Kai, who was sitting on the stool, was soaked through the water, but he was like a statue and didn't move at all. He kept stroking her with his clean and gentle voice.

"Cixue, I'm with you, don't be afraid, okay?"

His words made her, who was gradually confused, find a direction.

Blinking her long eyelashes stained with tears, she heard the sound of rain outside, like waking up from a dream.

Standing up from the ground, due to squatting for too long, my legs became numb, and I fell to the ground as soon as I stood up.

The skin on her knee was frayed, which made her hurt a little. The facial features on her face were all wrinkled together.

After a few seconds, she walked quickly to the door and pressed the electric switch.

Hearing the sound of the door slowly opening, Ye Kai stood up from the stool.

The rain soaked him all over, but he still couldn't hide the aristocratic aura on him.

Soft broken hair covered his forehead, and drops of water kept falling from the top of his head and slid onto his handsome, angular face.

She also slowly raised her head, her reddish deer eyes met the quiet and gentle black eyes of the man. His eyes were like a quiet lake, pure and soft, slowly lingering in her heart.

He stepped forward, walked up to her, and opened his arms to her.

Bo Cixue's nose was sour, she closed her eyes and threw herself into the man's arms.

"Brother Xiaojie." She called him in a hoarse voice, "I don't deserve this."

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his voice low and soft, "I know if it's worth it, Ci Xue, cry if you want to cry. Brother Xiaojie is here, don't be afraid."

Bo Cixue had huddled in the garage and cried before, but she just suppressed her tears and didn't dare to express her emotions wantonly.

But when she heard his words, she couldn't bear it any longer.

She rested her forehead on his shoulder, her little hand clasped his arm tightly, and she couldn't help sobbing.

She cried out of breath, her two beautiful collarbones were deeply sunken, soft and beautiful, he stroked the hair on the back of her head, "Is there a bathroom here?"

After Bo Cixue cried a lot, her depressed mood improved a lot. Then she remembered that he was soaked all over, she nodded, "Yes, go take a shower."

He hugged her and sat on the sofa. He didn't have time to look at the decoration of the garage, and went straight into the bathroom.

Not long after, he came out again, and before Bo Cixue could react, he hugged her in.