She mustered up the courage to dare to show him her white fat body.
In an instant, Joan's eyes were wet, and the tears in them were like gushing out of a spring.
As if she was crazy, she stretched out her hands to hit Gu Zhiheng, and the person became hysterical: "You get out, don't touch me, you get out." ” She screamed loudly, cried uncontrollably, pulled the quilt to the side and wrapped her body tightly, revealing only one head.
She sat like this, crying incessantly.
She looked helpless and pitiful.
Gu Zhiheng sat next to her and stretched out his hand, and before his hand touched Qiao An's shoulder, she opened it: "Don't touch me." ” She resisted him too much, and Gu Zhiheng didn't dare to make any moves, for fear of hurting her.
Qiao An cried for a while, and the tears stopped, and seeing that she stopped crying, Gu Zhiheng spoke: "Put on your clothes." ” After he said this, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
After he left, Joan wrapped the quilt and went to the closet to look for clothes, she found a set of pajamas and came out, and changed the pajamas on her body.
When changing clothes, Joan looked at the fat on her body, and her eyes turned red again.
After changing her clothes, she climbed into bed and lay on her side.
After lying down for almost half an hour, Gu Zhiheng came in.
He lay down on Joan's side and reached out to hug her, and Joan moved to the side.
Gu Zhiheng hugged her and refused to let go: "If you move again, you will fall." ” He pulled Joan's body over, and the two of them faced each other, close together.
Her face was red, her nose, eyes and lips were red and swollen, Gu Zhiheng looked distressed, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry." ” Joan didn't speak, she only hated herself for not being an ostrich and not being able to bury her head in the sand.
She was aggrieved in her heart, her body, except for her, she didn't dare to show it to others, tonight, she mustered up enough courage to be willing, but what about him?
He wanted to, but he also hated her.
She pursed her lips tightly, her head lowering as she buried her head.
Gu Zhiheng turned off the bedside light, and the room fell into darkness.
He placed one hand under the back of Joan's neck and let her rest on his arm, the other around her waist, possessive.
"Joan, don't drive me away in the future, I want to sleep like this every night."
Gu Zhiheng's voice was very low: "It's me who is not good tonight, I said to give you time, I shouldn't be in such a hurry." ” Gu Zhiheng's hand in the quilt groped for Qiao An's hand and clasped her hand tightly.
Jo Ann didn't speak, he was like this, and she couldn't say those heavy words at all.
She thought that if Gu Zhiheng told her in this tone and asked her to stab herself a few times, she would be willing.
She looked at the sky with her eyes open, she was dead and alive again, and it had been more than a month since the day she was reborn.
She told herself to leave him and stop loving him, but the more the two went on like this, she found that she loved him more than in her previous life.
She coveted his warmth, coveted his kindness to her, and she even wanted to use all means in this life to make him fall in love with her.
It's just, in the dark, Joan laughs at herself, what would he fall in love with her?
"Sleep, tonight is as if nothing happened."
Qiao An's tone was dull, she buried her head in Gu Zhiheng's chest, through the thin fabric, Qiao An could hear the beating of his heart, it was so powerful.
In the morning, Gu Zhiheng got up at half past five.
He had just come out of the bedroom when Joan got out of bed with her eyes closed.