He Is Warmer Than Time

He was not sleepy, just standing on the balcony, the military uniform was still stained with blood, it was her blood.

He remembered seeing her at the bar, blood sticking to her face, at that moment, his heartbeat even stopped beating.

He had never thought that he would be so worried about the little girl sleeping in his guest bedroom.

He circled her in his arms and felt that her life was not in danger, and then he was relieved.

He leaned on the railing, blowing the evening breeze, knowing she was all right, and sleeping quietly in his room, he felt very calm.

It's just that the cigarettes are all gone, and there is no spare here, and he can't sleep, and the night is long, and he becomes tormented.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a dark green T-shirt and cotton and linen gray trousers, and then continued to stand on the balcony. Anyway, he was not sleepy, so let's just blow the evening breeze.

After twelve o'clock at night, he remembered the doctor's order to see if she had a fever due to the wound.

He walked to the door of her room, reached out and knocked, but there was no response inside.

Strangely speaking, Gu Nian felt that she had just fallen out of love and should continue to toss and turn. She couldn't sleep through the night, but she fell asleep just touching the pillow.

Maybe it's because of drinking too much, maybe it's because of getting tired from a fight, or maybe it's because of too much blood loss.

In short, she fell asleep when she touched the pillow, and she slept soundly.

Shen Zhaozheng knocked on the door, but there was no response, and he knocked twice, but there was still no response.

With a groan in his heart, he quickly opened the door.

The bedroom was very dim, only the street lamp outside the window sill spilled in, shining lightly, he walked over gently, bowed his head, and patted her face lightly.

She groaned softly.

Shen Zhaozheng relaxed, but fortunately, it was all right, but he was asleep.

He reached out and touched her forehead, then probed his forehead, and found that the temperature was not high, which was completely relieved.

He was about to get up and leave her room, but the person in his sleep grabbed his hand: "Don't go...you don't go, don't go..."

The voice was vague, with endless grievances.

Shen Zhaozheng's heart trembled. He knew who she told him not to leave. Although it was not for him not to leave, his feet seemed to have taken root and could not move.

He gently sat on the side of the bed, and the dim light shone lightly on her face, she was still whispering, her eyebrows furrowed.

This girl is just pretending to be strong.

In a ghostly manner, he stretched out his hand and gently touched her face: "It's okay, I won't go, I won't go."

She gradually settled down, hugging his arm tightly, and refused to let go.

He was a little bit dumbfounded, and a little greedy for her temperature and her attachment.

His hands kept lingering on her cheeks as if they were possessed, and his fingers gently stroked her tenderness.

The thumb of the thumb accidentally rubbed her lips, full and delicate, as if there was an electric current rushing through his body, and he immediately retracted his hand.

She was still holding his arm, and as long as he moved, she seemed to groan in a coquettish tone and wouldn't let him move.

He stopped moving and let her hold him.

The night seemed to be less tormented.

Shen Zhaozheng knew that one of his own hearts had fallen completely.

He didn't know, at the age of twenty-eight, he determined that he had someone he liked. This was a lucky thing or an unfortunate thing.

But he knows that when he comes, he is not a person who will shrink back. Since he is in love, he will do his best to get her.

She is single now, and he is single too.

Even if I had a conversation with his nephew, what about it?

He doesn't mind.

Well, uncle, it's like this, do you mind if it doesn't matter, what's important is whether it doesn't matter if you think about it.