269. Section 269 Love (B)

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the Fengju, which was shrouded in a quiet and peaceful environment, had already quieted down, the lights in the villa had long been dimmed, the cool wind blew past, and the shadows of the whirling trees that fell on the ground faintly swayed, It looks a little bleak.

In the spacious and comfortable bedroom, Xi Xiaye originally slept peacefully and peacefully. However, when she was sleeping soundly, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the man beside her. The wrist was so strong that it almost broke her wrist, and the long arm around her waist also turned into an iron arm to imprison her tightly, and she could hardly restrain herself from feeling a burst of oppressive pain...

His heavy breathing could be heard faintly in the darkness, and the palm tightly clasped her wrist had already oozes some warmth. Xi Xiaye's heart sank slightly, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so she struggled quickly , stretched out his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, turned his head to look at him, only to realize——

His handsome eyebrows were frowned and almost twisted into a ball, his noble and handsome face was a little pale, his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, the black nightgown on his body was already soaked, and he was breathing heavily...

Looking at it with a tense expression, she seemed to be having a painful nightmare. Looking at it, she couldn't help worrying for a while.

Xi Xiaye was startled immediately, and quickly reached out to shake him, her clear and hoarse voice was tinged with anxiety, "Mu Yuchen...you wake up! Mu Yuchen..."

While calling, she frantically stretched out her hand towards his forehead, but before her fingertips could touch her, she was pushed away. Mu Yuchen woke up almost in the next instant, and supported the bed with one hand Sitting up quickly, Xi Xiaye was hit so hard that she almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, she was quick enough to stabilize her body in time.

And he quickly regained consciousness, and in the next second, he reached out to hold Xi Xiaye who was about to fall off the bed, and a hoarse voice came, "How is it?"

Xi Xiaye took a deep breath, sat down on the edge of the bed, with a little worry in her clear eyes, and looked at him indifferently, seeing that his face was faintly pale and sweating profusely, he shook his head after a while, With a touch of concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Hearing this, Mu Yuchen closed his eyes, calmed down for a while, and then opened them. The panic and uneasiness that had been condensed in his black eyes was completely suppressed, and he quickly returned to his usual calmness and peace.

He calmly took a breath, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I woke you up!"

Xi Xiaye stared at him silently for a long time, then reached out and took the handkerchief on the bed cabinet and handed it to him without saying anything, "Wipe it, I'll get you a nightgown, you wash it, the clothes on your body are wet See through."

He nodded, and when he reached out to take the handkerchief she handed over, he saw sharply that a bruise had been printed on her slender wrist. When he was about to say something, she had already got up and walked towards the wardrobe... …

He silently watched her busy, and after a while, he lifted the quilt, got out of bed silently, walked towards her, reached out to take the towel in her hand, "I'll do it myself, you go back to sleep first..."

"you……"

Xi Xiaye looked up at him hesitantly.

"I'm fine, be obedient, go back to sleep, I'll wash up."

He reached out and touched her head, then took the towel, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Qingjun's back looked a little bleak and lonely, which made her feel a little uncomfortable in her heart. After a long silence, she finally sighed secretly, turned and left the bedroom.

When Mu Yuchen took a cold shower, changed into a clean nightgown and came out of the bathroom refreshingly, Xi Xiaye was no longer in the bedroom, but the bed was tidied up.

After thinking about it for a while, he raised his hand against his slightly sore forehead in a gloomy manner, and left the bedroom.

Xi Xiaye returned to the room with a glass of ice water, searched around but did not see Mu Yuchen, until she heard a light cough from the balcony of the side hall, she followed the sound and walked over.

As soon as he came to the balcony door, there was a faint smell of smoke in the air. Turning his head to look at the corner of the balcony, he saw him leaning against the railing and facing the wind, with his handsome eyebrows lightly furrowed.

"Where did you go just now?"

Seeing her coming, he threw the half-lit cigarette between his fingers downstairs and squinted at her.

Xi Xiaye came to him and stopped, and handed him the ice water in his hand, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay, did it scare you?"

He took the water glass, but his eyes stopped on her bruised wrist, his eyes were a little gloomy and complicated.

Xi Xiaye rubbed his faintly aching wrist, raised his starry eyes to meet his gaze, pursed his lips lightly, then shook his head, fell silent for a while, and then looked at him firmly, Asked tentatively, "You have something on your mind, that's why you've been haunted by nightmares..."

Seeing her cautious questioning, his silent eyes suddenly overflowed with a little relief, he lowered his head and drank a few sips of ice water that was so cold in his heart, but he didn't answer her.

Staring at him for a long time, seeing that he seemed to have no intention of answering, Xi Xiaye had no choice but to look away silently, took a breath indifferently, leaned on the cold railing with both hands, looked at the dim streetlights in the courtyard below, and didn't say anything again. Continue to ask.

The atmosphere in the air suddenly became a little oppressive, and the cool wind kept blowing from the distant sky, making the skirts of the two of them a little messy, and the black hair that fell from her shawl was also a little messy.

The two stood there silently, neither of them spoke, but he kept watching her silently.

I don't know how long it took, but she finally couldn't resist the chill, subconsciously trembled slightly, then frowned, turned to look at him, "It's a bit cold here, let's go back..."

Seeing her frowning forbearance, his heart softened slightly, and then he stretched out his hand to embrace her, and his low and hoarse voice quietly entered her ears, "Are you angry?"

"No……"

She turned her head away, of course she would not admit that she felt a little uncomfortable because of his non-response.

"That's why...you never dared to look me in the eyes when you were duplicity, Xia Ye..."

He sighed suddenly, but gently held her struggling hands with his slender fingertips, pondered for a moment, and then continued, "A few days will be Ching Ming Festival, and every time it comes to this time in the past few years, nightmares keep coming... You are also scared..."

"I'm fine..."

After a long time, she replied lightly, looking up at him from his arms, "I just... want to tell you... if you need me, I... I will try my best to protect you... Although I know I'm still weak...but I've been working hard..."

Her eyes were full of sincerity and firmness, and her tone was very solemn.