Chapter 239
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"… Do you know? I'm so sad and scared … I miss my brother, I miss Song Cheng … "Song Qingchun's tears started to fall again. She held her chest and said with a pained expression," … I want him to be alive, I'm so tired … I want to avenge him, I want to know who killed him … but I don't know what to do … "At the end, Song Qingchun's voice was choked with tears.
At the end, Song Qingchun's voice was choked with tears. She gulped down the rest of the wine in the glass. After she finished it, she felt like it was not enough, so she picked up the bottle and started to pour more wine. As she poured, tears fell from her eyes. Just as she was about to continue drinking, Su Zhinian reached out to grab her wrist to stop her. Then he took the glass and bottle away from her and placed them far away from her. "Don't drink anymore, the more you drink, the more uncomfortable you'll feel."
"But I'm also very sad now …"
Before Song Qingchun could finish, Su Zhinian suddenly stood up, grabbing her wrist. His strength pulled her up with him, and before she realized what was happening, she was pulled into his embrace.
She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could hear his light voice coming from above her head. It was laced with heartache. "Cry, you'll feel better after you cry."
His simple words caused Song Qingchun's tears to fall again.
He felt the wetness on his chest and pursed his lips tightly, but he didn't say anything. He just silently tightened his arms around her. His chest was warm and firm, giving her a sense of security. She couldn't help but let down all her defenses. She wasn't like before, even when she cried, she was very reserved. She was like a helpless child, crying out loud in his arms.
The atmosphere in the room was quiet; there was no other sound other than her crying.
The night view outside the window was beautiful, and the only light in the room was the floor lamp.
He hugged her and stood there quietly. His obsession with cleanliness was so extreme that it made one's hair stand on end. He allowed her tears and snot to rub against his robe. His hand stroked her long hair rhythmically, giving her the most silent and delicate comfort.
He had the ability to read minds, so he could clearly feel her emotions slowly calming down bit by bit. It wasn't until she released all her negative emotions that he slowly pulled her out of his arms. Then he raised his hands and lovingly wiped away the tears on her face.
Although her tears didn't fall as quickly as before, they still flowed out from time to time. He was very patient, and every time they fell, he would help her wipe them away. He didn't let go of her until her emotions had completely calmed down.
He walked to the bar to pour her a glass of warm water and passed it to her.
"Thank you." Her voice was a little hoarse from crying so thoroughly and recklessly. Even though she had stopped crying, she still hiccupped from time to time.
He waited until she took two sips before asking, "Are you feeling better?"
"Much better …" Song Qingchun's throat was still blocked, and the words came out like she had a cold. She suddenly stopped.
She felt that the scene just now was somewhat familiar, as if she had experienced it somewhere before …
Song Qingchun hugged the glass of water and frowned in thought. It was then that she realized that over the years, there had been many times when she had to hide and cry her heart out.
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