He Zijun and Gu Xiaobei grew up together, so they naturally knew some of Gu Xiaobei's living habits. He knew that Gu Xiaobei had to clean up her close-fitting clothes when she bought them.

Gu Xiaobei looked at these and felt that his strength was emptied all of a sudden. He didn't even have the strength to stand. He leaned against the wardrobe and slowly collapsed onto the ground. In just a moment, tears were already flowing across his cheeks.

How much effort did He Zijun spend on doing this room layout and the storage and purchase of these clothes? What kind of mood did he spend?

He Zijun actually loved her like this, and she still doubted him. Until today, she realized how outrageous she was wrong! It turned out that He Zijun was actually treating her like this!

She almost fell into hell, she almost lost her life, she almost passed by the happiness she longed for the most, and she almost lost He Zijun who loved her so much!

Gu Xiaobei hadn't cried like this for a long time. When was the last time she burst into tears? She didn't remember it.

I cried until I was no longer for the sake of something, but just a kind of venting, an emotional catharsis... So I cried loudly, and cried until I cried until I had no tears until I didn’t even have the strength to cry. Then I just sat leaning against the door and staring blankly in front of me, my eyes were not focused, and my mind was blank.

Gu Xiaobei sat foolishly for a while before entering the bathroom. He turned around accidentally and was startled when he saw himself in the mirror. His hair was scattered, and sweat stuck a little bit of broken hair on his forehead. His eyes were like peaches. The corners of his mouth on his left were slightly cracked, and there were dried blood. Half of his cheeks were still red and swollen, with clear finger marks on it. Because her skin was extremely white, the red fingerprints looked a little ferocious.

She touched the slap cheek, and it was so hot that Li Haonan was really cruel! It seemed that he would not give up until he killed himself!

Gu Xiaobei felt the pain in the face being slapped, but he felt very comfortable... Because of this pain, it would make the chest feel a little more guilty about his father.

Although I was a little hesitant, I was calm and understood.

Looking at everything He Zijun did for him and thinking about everything Li Haonan did to him, as long as he is a normal-minded woman, he will choose to be with He Zijun without hesitation.

Li Haonan, you devil, I can finally say goodbye to you!

Gu Xiaobei stayed at the home that He Zijun gave her, calm and leisurely, and absolutely did not feel at all uneasy at other people's house. Every day she liked to clean all the rooms, prepare the dishes that He Zijun liked to eat, cook soup, and then sat cross-legged on the sofa to watch TV. She waited for He Zijun's return in this same way every day. Apart from worrying about He Zijun, there was absolutely no disturbance here, and there was absolutely no humiliation or bullying that she would face at any time. She really enjoyed such loneliness.

That afternoon she cooked the soup and turned off the fire. She went to the kitchen to take an apple and washed it. She walked to the living room with barefoot on the cool floor and sat on the imperial concubine's couch in front of the living room window and ate. The wind blew in from the half-open window, and the air was fresh and warm. She found a movie to watch it and passed the time. The plot was not very attractive to her. She couldn't help but lie down and fell asleep not long after.

Gu Xiaobei had a nightmare. In the dream, she stood on the straight road. On both sides of the road were large patches of endless lavender. The wind blew layered purple flowers, which were gorgeous and charming.

She saw He Zijun walking towards him at the end of the road, handsome and upright, with gentle eyes and expectation. He said, "Xiaobei, you are back."

Gu Xiaobei ran towards him, but found that something was holding her back. She would look at her head and find that Li Haonan was standing behind her with a gloomy face. She was so scared that she trembled all over and walked forward hard.

She looked at He Zijun right in front of her not far away, staring at her silently, with helpless desire in her eyes, as if tears were about to fall. She couldn't bear to run towards him desperately, as if she had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, exhausted all her strength, and finally stood in front of him.

She stretched out her hand to touch the perfect face in front of her, but she heard a sudden "bang". He Zijun's chest was covered with blood and slowly fell down. Her whole face was bloody and terrifying. She screamed and struggled hard, and finally woke up.

Gu Xiaobei suddenly opened his eyes, but found that the reason he had nightmares was because someone was lying on her body and his head was pressing against her chest.

It turned out that He Zijun, who had come back for no reason, fell asleep on his body.

When Gu Xiao moved, He Zijun woke up. He raised his head, his eyes were not very clear. He frowned and thought for a while when he looked at Gu Xiaobei's face, and then put his head back on her body and stopped moving.

Gu Xiaobei looked at He Zijun's face and gasped for a few times before coming back to her senses from the terrible dream. She found that she was still lying on the imperial concubine's couch in front of the window, covered with a thin quilt. Needless to ask, it was He Zijun who built her for her.

At this time, the sky was dark, and you could vaguely see the tall buildings under the high building, with very tall trees on both sides of the black lane, and the branches swung gently in the wind. A little further north was an open space, with a lush and lush tree in the middle, covering the shadow of the boss.

In the dim light, she looked at He Zijun, familiar and unfamiliar, as if she was suddenly covered by someone's mouth and nose. Her chest was obviously so painful, but she couldn't inhale a trace of air.

"Have you had a nightmare?" He Zijun heard a strong nasal sound.

"Yes." Gu Xiaobei answered in a daze.

"When did you come back?"

"Two hours ago."

The two of them maintained this posture, familiar with each other like an old couple, and the atmosphere was quiet and lazy.

Gu Xiaobei moved his body and asked him: "You're hungry, I'll get you something to eat!"

He Zijun just hugged her waist tightly and replied in a depressed manner: "I'm not hungry."

"I'm still hungry!" Gu Xiaobei and He Zijun dragged her back. He said impatiently: "Don't move!"

Gu Xiaobei lay there and looked at He Zijun, obediently not moving. Her arm was grabbed by him. The next second, her body hit his chest. His scorching body temperature surged like a tide through his thin shirt, as if he was about to pounce on her.

She also reacted, hugging him tightly, greedily breathing the familiar and warm breath of his body. They hugged him for a long time, and she thought that if she could, she would rather die here in this life.

He Zijun picked her up a little, his breathing was filled with the familiar and unique clean fragrance, and everything was close to him, blowing on Gu Xiaobei's face. His eyes were brighter and more dazzling than the brightest star in the sky.

He kissed her lips without any preparation, and gently kissed her. His eyes were always lit in front of her eyes, as brilliant as a star.

Her lips were as soft as her breathing, and her hair was brushed from both sides and drooped to his face. He kissed along his neck, sucked hard, and then bit her collarbone. She shrank slightly in pain, but his arms were firmly wrapped around her so that she could not retreat. His tongue gently licked the place he had just bitten, slowly down, biting her little by little.

After so long and so many desperate days and nights, such warm lips have the warmth that Gu Xiaobei longs for the most in this life.

The more she kissed, the more sad she became. She was afraid that it would be too late to let go of Buddha. She was afraid that there would be no past and no future. She subconsciously grabbed He Zijun's clothes, as if she wanted to get the most solid support from him, as if a child finally returned home, had suffered so many grievances and shed so many tears. Only by snuggling in his familiar and clean arms at this moment can shed some pain in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, He Zijun gently let go of Gu Xiaobei. Gu Xiaobei seemed to have stopped breathing, leaving only the clean breath on his body and the warm attachment. Until he reluctantly moved his lips, her eyes were still filled with misty ashamed.

"Xiaobei, Xiaobei, you are finally back!" He Zijun's eyes were filled with affection, excitement, pain, fanaticism and even a little panic. He traveled through so many time and space and fell on her face without a trace of change.

"Xiaobei, I really regret quarreling with you during the Chinese New Year. I have never given up on you, but this time I almost lost you...Xiaobei, I have paid the price for my own behavior this year. You don't know how scared I am, I am really afraid that I will never find you again... But who knows that the more nervous I am, the more things happen without warning. Everything caught me off guard and couldn't accept it, and I almost went crazy... Even if you say you want to leave me, I can't miss you. I hope you are strong enough so that you can lose less pain; but I am afraid that you are so strong that you will forget me immediately, and that I will never enter your life again. Xiaobei, you don't know how scared I am... When I met you at a cocktail party, I told myself, I can't lose you anymore!"

"Xiaobei..." He Zijun exclaimed in pain, his voice trembling hoarseness. His strong arms tightly hugged her, as if he wanted to inlay her into his body.

He Zijun buried his head in Gu Xiaobei's shoulders, his lips touched her skin, and his voice hoarse: "Xiaobei...I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can never find you again. During these days, I've been thinking about you every day, and always...I'm afraid you will treat me as an irrelevant person...I'm afraid..."

Gu Xiaobei lowered his head and let his tears fall down, blurring, "Brother Zijun!" Her voice revealed a crying voice. She thought he would never want her anymore. She thought she had missed her life with the one she loved the most. From then on, she lived alone in the darkness and fell into the endless hell.

She snuggled in his arms and cried loudly, crying so hard that she was out of breath. It turned out that they still loved each other, and he still tolerated himself and cared about himself. In the maze of life, they were still unable to get separated because of love as a maintenance.

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Chapter completed!