467: C467 Touching and Heartache

C467 Touching and Heartache

Thinking about this, I looked at Qiu Tong. "If he smoked, do you think he would still be alive? If he smoked, do you think he'd be able to do all this? "Although it's not a proper business, it's still well-organized."

Qiu Tong seemed to heave a sigh of relief, but there was still some doubt in her eyes. She stared fixedly at me, trying to discern something from my eyes.

I didn't dare look into Qiu Tong's eyes anymore. I stood up and said, "It's getting late. I want to take a bath and go to bed."

Qiu Tong stood up slowly and walked slowly up the stairs. When she reached the stairs, she looked back at me.

At that moment, I saw a flash of extreme fear in Qiu Tong's eyes.

A shiver ran through my heart, and I turned and went into the bathroom.

After showering, I went out to the living room. When I heard nothing from upstairs, Qiu Tong seemed to have fallen asleep.

I closed the door and went back into the bedroom and lay down.

A lot of things have happened today, from my lecture at Hai Zhu's company to meeting the four great King Kong, from being beaten up by Haifeng in the afternoon to having a deep conversation with Lee, from meeting Qiu Tong on the plane to Ningzhou counterattack.

I feel tired, physically tired, mentally tired.

Lying on the soft bed, I sighed deeply. Thinking about Qiu Tong sleeping on top of me right now, I couldn't help but have a strange feeling in my heart.

Unknowingly, I entered my dream.

After an unknown period of time, I was suddenly awoken from my dream by a mournful cry.

"Ahhh! Help!"

In the dead silence of the night, the sound was so loud and clear.

This voice came from upstairs. It was obviously Qiu Tong's voice.

Not good, there's something wrong with Qiu Tong!

With a buzz in my head, without giving it time to think, I leaped out of bed. I didn't even have time to put on my clothes. I wore only my pants. I opened the door and rushed upstairs — —

I sprinted up the stairs, found the bedroom door, and kicked it open. "Pa!" I kicked open the door to Qiu Tong's bedroom.

I flew in. It was dark inside and I couldn't see anything. I could only hear Qiu Tong's panicked breathing.

Anxiously, I reached for the switch next to the door and turned on the light.

The lights came on and I saw something that surprised me.

The windows in the bedroom were closed and the curtains weren't drawn. It didn't seem like anyone had entered. The door was also shut tight and I kicked it open.

Qiu Tong's hair was disheveled, her face pale. She wore a pink satin nightgown, her hands clutching the foot of the towel. Her body was curled up in a ball, trembling non-stop at the head of the bed, her eyes wide open in a dazed terror.

At the same time, I smelled the strong scent of tobacco and alcohol and looked at the nightstand. A bottle of dried red had already run out and there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Undoubtedly, these were all the masterpieces of Qiu Tong. When she came up, she did not sleep, but instead smoked and drank by herself.

Why, I knew, she was depressed and frightened and unable to get rid of it, so she drank and smoked.

From the looks of it, the terrified cry wasn't because someone came in, but because Qiu Tong was having a nightmare.

At this moment, Qiu Tong's eyes and expression did not seem to wake up from her nightmare. It was as if she was still under the anesthetic of alcohol and the fear of nightmares.

Looking at Qiu Tong's frightened expression, I felt a pang in my heart and went over to bow and look at her. "Qiu Tong, what's wrong? I had a nightmare. "

"Ah —" Qiu Tong suddenly let out another frightened cry. She looked at me, and her body shrank back, trembling, as if she didn't recognize me.

"Qiu Tong, it's me, Yi Ke." I held out my hand.

"Don't come - don't come - who are you?" Qiu Tong's voice sounded urgent and fearful. "Don't come near me."

Suddenly, my nose started to feel sore, and my throat started to throb. "Ruo Meng, it's Keke."

"Keke, you are Keke?" "My Keke?" Qiu Tong's eyes were still confused, but it brightened up a lot as she mumbled. Suddenly, tears began to flow down her face, "Keke, you finally came to me, my Keke, am I dreaming? I must be dreaming. "

Qiu Tong looked at me, but her eyes were a little vacant. There were two streams of tears on her face.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, took Qiu Tong's hand, and gently wiped the tears from her face with one hand to soothe her cold, stiff body. Then I lay down and covered her with a towel.

Qiu Tong lay down and closed her eyes, as if she knew that she was in a dream and didn't want to open her eyes to let the dream end. She held my hand tightly and whispered, "Keke, don't leave Ruo Meng, stay with me, get close to me, give me support, give me a world."

Qiu Tong's mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol. I knew that she was still intoxicated with alcohol and was slowly walking out of the nightmare.

With one hand, I held Qiu Tong's hand tightly, while the other gently caressed Qiu Tong's face. I gazed at Qiu Tong's slightly wrinkled brow, her pure skin, and Qiu Tong's youthful and beautiful face.

At this moment, there were no impulses, no desires, only emotions and heartache.

"Did you have a nightmare? "Ruo Meng." I leaned close to Qiu Tong's ear and whispered.

I could smell Qiu Tong's body clearly in my nostrils.

My voice was soft and suddenly came from beyond the heavens.

"Yes." Qiu Tong mumbled to herself dreamily, "What a scary nightmare. There are many skeletons and zombies by my side, and even big ghosts and ghosts that dragged me into hell. "

I see. The suicide and drug abuse that I told Qiu Tong about last night scared Qiu Tong, which was the main reason for her nightmares.

"Don't be afraid. Ruo Meng, I'm by your side. Keke is protecting you." I continued to whisper in Qiu Tong's ear. Qiu Tong's hair was tickling my nostrils.

"Keke, we are really together. Really? Do you know how much I miss you? "How much I love you …" Qiu Tong whispered. Her eyes were still closed, but hot tears were once again flowing down her cheeks.

I pressed my lips together and wiped Qiu Tong's face. Qiu Tong suddenly grabbed my hands tightly and shivered. "Keke, I'm so cold. I'm so cold."

Qiu Tong's hands were indeed very cold. It could even be said to be ice-cold.

After hesitating for a moment, I went straight to bed. I lifted the blanket, reached for the bedside switch and turned off the light before pulling Qiu Tong into my embrace.

The room was suddenly dark.

There was no other reaction. I felt Qiu Tong's body was stiff and cold.

My brain was surprisingly pure, strangely calm, surprisingly free of any distractions.

I just tightly embraced Qiu Tong's body, with incomparable heartache and closeness, with dreamy hallucinations and dreams. I just wanted to use my body to warm Qiu Tong, my embrace to protect Qiu Tong, and my arms to give her safety and comfort.

This is my dream goddess, this is my dream moment, this is a scene I would not dream of.

And now, it had actually come true.

But right now, I really don't have any other thoughts or evil thoughts or desires. I just want to warm Qiu Tong, her body, and her heart.

At the moment, I really feel like a man of honor, Liu Xianhui.

It was easy for a man to be a hooligan, but hard for him to be a true gentleman. This was because a man's nature was a hooligan, and it was easy to express his true nature.

At this moment, I actually managed to do it.

I also felt that it was a bit unbelievable. I could f * * king be a righteous man and be the legendary Willow.

I can only say that this is a human's technique. If it was someone else, he would have done it, and if it was another person, I might have done it under different circumstances and times, but in this situation, I really didn't do it.

I don't think anyone would believe this if it were told to them.

Believe it or not, I believe it.

After a while, Qiu Tong's body gradually became softer and warmer.

She seemed to have fallen asleep. She slept soundly. She slept peacefully, and her breathing was very even.

At this moment, my heart is full of grief and bitterness, my heart is gurgling bitter tears.

I gently let go of Qiu Tong's body. I wrapped her body in a towel and sat up. I sat on the bed in the dark and stared blankly for a long time.

After a long time, I stood up and walked out of Qiu Tong's room. I went downstairs and went back to my room. I wanted to lie down and sleep, but I was afraid that Qiu Tong would have nightmares again.

I dressed and went upstairs to Qiu Tong's bedroom.

I first looked at the bedroom door. It wasn't broken by my kick just now. It seems like Qiu Tong didn't die while she was sleeping.

I turned on the lamp on the bedside table, pulled up a chair by the dim light, and set it beside Qiu Tong's bed.

Qiu Tong was fast asleep at the moment.

I sat in the chair, watching Qiu Tong's beautiful sleeping posture, watching Qiu Tong's hazy and holy face.

I sat motionless on the edge of Qiu Tong's bed, looking at her.

After a while, I dozed off in my chair.

"Huh?" Suddenly, I heard a faint cry of surprise.

I opened my eyes and saw Qiu Tong awake. She was lying on the bed looking at me strangely with her eyes wide open.

I shivered and shook my head. I looked at Qiu Tong and rubbed my eyes. "You're awake."

"Yi Ke, y-why are you here?" Qiu Tong sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, pulled a towel over her body, and looked at me in surprise.

"Why am I here? You're asking me? " "No," I said.

"Yes, why are you sitting here instead of sleeping?" Qiu Tong said.

"You woke me up in the middle of the night with a scream. I can't sleep, so I just sit here and watch over you. " "No," I said.

"Oh, I screamed in the middle of the night?" Qiu Tong frowned in confusion. She knocked on her temple and thought for a while, "Last night I was dreaming, a nightmare. I dreamt of many skeletons and zombies, and I even dreamt that I was in hell, dreaming of those big ghosts and ghosts. It was too scary."

"Yes." I nodded and looked at Qiu Tong. "What else did you dream?"

"Still …" Qiu Tong looked at me with an expression of reminiscence and contemplation. She suddenly blushed. I seem to dream about my friend in the air, and I seem to be dreaming about you. "

"Me? What do you dream of me for? " "No," I said.

"I dreamt of you …" Qiu Tong's face suddenly turned even redder as she lowered her head.

After a while Qiu Tong raised her head again, frowning as if she was thinking about something. "Why do I feel like I'm dreaming, not dreaming," she muttered. "Did I dream last night or not?"

"I'm not dreaming. Then, will you really be seeing a big ghost brat and a Skeleton Zombie?" I looked at Qiu Tong. "Nonsense. Of course you're dreaming." It's fine to have a dream, but it still makes me unable to sleep. I slept well, and was woken up by your cry. When I woke up, I saw you sleeping soundly again. You're asleep, but I'm not sleepy anymore. I might as well just sit here and watch you. "0

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