I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 90 Public Opinion Explosion, Top Searched
She cried in despair, her body twitched, tears fell down and hit the quilt.

Jiang Mo was stunned, put down his phone, got up from the computer and ran over. He stood by the bed in a panic, looking at Song Cheng who was trembling all over.

Song Cheng looked at him choked with sobs, covered his face with his hands, and said to him, "I...I dreamed that you were bleeding a lot, and I stood...on the side, I couldn't move, and I couldn't save you. "

Jiang Mo stood by the bed, pulled her into his arms, and comforted her: "It's just a dream, don't be afraid, I'm right here."

"My dear, where are you hiding in a daze, what's on your mind that you can't let go of, we always think too badly about life, like others don't allow us..."

The song on the computer switched to the next song "Never Lost Love".

——Did I have tinnitus just now?How can I hear a girl's voice?
——Holy shit, it's really a girl's voice!
——Could it be Mo Shen's girlfriend?

——God Mo is gone!
——Hey, this song turned out to be "Never Lost Love"!
——Woooooh, my wife ran away...

……

The barrage began to speculate wildly, and here Jiang Mo was still comforting Song Cheng.

She grabbed his arm and cried in his ear, "I hate myself so much, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I'm so useless, I can only say sorry to you, everything is my fault, I shouldn't..."

"I shouldn't trouble you like this. I want to get better. I can't control myself. I'm sorry."

Song Cheng raised her hands and wiped her tears tremblingly, but she wiped more and more.

No, it can't go on like this anymore, her eyes began to dizzy, and the whole world turned upside down.

"Give me the medicine, Jiang Mo, give it to me quickly." She reached out to catch the medicine, but no, Jiang Mo didn't give it to her.

At this moment, the barrage exploded, it should be said that the entire live broadcast room exploded.

The song "Never Lost Love" is still playing on the computer, this time the singer sang the line: "The beautiful plot will not change, it is the best arrangement of fate, you are me, the love that I will never want to lose contact in this life ..."

——I really heard that girl crying...

——Why didn't Mo Shen come back?

——What happened to that girl?

——Why are you crying, I can only hear this song in my ears, woo woo, it’s so good~

The whole room was filled with the sound of this song, it was very beautiful and pleasant to hear, mixed with Song Cheng's desperate crying, this feeling suddenly changed and became sad.

In order to stop crying, Song Cheng kept taking deep breaths, pulled Jiang Mo's clothes, and said to him over and over again: "I...I won't cry, don't...don't worry."

Jiang Mo felt like a magnet was stuck in his heart, he couldn't breathe so heavy, how could he help her.

Just like what Song Cheng told herself just now, she had a dream, dreaming that she saw herself lying down, covered in blood, but she couldn't help herself.

Now Jiang Mo feels the same as her. He wants to help her, but he doesn't know how to help, so he can only watch from the sidelines.

Seeing her alone, she tried hard to stop crying, then wiped away her tears, raised her head and smiled to herself and said, "Look, I can do it, I won't cry anymore, I can try to control it."

Song Cheng smiled happily, her words were still a little choked up, but it didn't matter, at least she was happy now.

Jiang Mo stood by the bed, his lips moved, he bent down, held her cheeks with both hands, nodded and said: "Yes, my orange is under control, you are really good."

He was very happy, but also very lost, he didn't do anything to help, if possible, he wanted to replace her pain.

Song Cheng looked at him and smiled, with tears in his eyes. At that moment, it fell again, and Jiang Mo wiped it away.

"You go to the live broadcast, I'll sit down for a while." She pushed him away and apologized once: "I'm sorry to disturb you."

Jiang Mo looked at her, thinking why he apologized again, he licked his lower lip, then lowered his head and pecked her lips.

"Don't say sorry next time, I'm going." He touched her face softly.

Jiang Mo returned to the computer again, and the bullet screens were all swiping: "God Mo, you are hot!"

He subconsciously glanced at Song Cheng over the bed, and she leaned against the wall quietly, also looking at him.

"Pfft." Jiang Mo couldn't help laughing, he propped his chin with one hand, and didn't turn his head to look at the screen until Song Cheng stopped looking at him.

On the computer screen, he was swiping about his hot search. Jiang Mo didn't care about this kind of thing at all, but when he saw what was said on the barrage, it was about his girlfriend, and his heart sank. , lowered his head expressionlessly.

I can't watch that trending search yet, let's continue the live broadcast.

Jiang Mo moved his fingers, and started another peak game.

——My wife's fingers are pretty, hehe.

--ah!This hand, I can provoke again~
——Are all the hands that play games so good-looking!

At ten o'clock, Song Cheng got out of bed, took a chair and sat on the other side of the table, the camera would not take pictures of that side.

She lay on the table, watched Jiang Mo play games, and listened to the music quietly. She liked such quiet moments.

The last half hour of the sleep aid session was the most comfortable moment for her today. The whole room was quiet, except for a small yellow night light standing there. The warm yellow light made people feel drowsy.

She was lying on her stomach, watching Jiang Mo playing with various things that could make sounds, it was really healing, and a message of good night floated on the barrage.

Song Cheng half-closed her eyes when she heard the end, she became more and more sleepy, her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and her body gradually relaxed.

Good, she thought, closing her eyes.

Half an hour later, Jiang Mo turned off the live broadcast, and the night light was still on, so he could see Song Cheng falling asleep.

It would be nice if it could go on like this forever.

Carrying her into the bed, Jiang Mo also covered himself with a quilt, and the whole room was black.

Jiang Mo held his mobile phone in his hand, recalling that the bullet screen told him about the hot search.

What will happen if you look at it now?
Just as he was thinking, Ma Qingqing sent a message.

【Ma Qingqing】Is she asleep?

[Ma Qingqing] Go to bed early, remember not to read Weibo, although you already know.

[Ma Qingqing] If you read it, please have a better mental capacity.

He looked at the messages sent by Ma Qingqing, one after another, and the screen was always on, illuminating the whole room.

Jiang Mo frowned, put the phone face down, and buckled it on top of the quilt, it was too bright.

Forget it, let's watch it tomorrow morning, the most important thing now is to sleep.

He turned off the phone, put it on the bedside table, and looked at the girl on his right, who was sleeping soundly.

"Good night."

　Lyrics, shouldn’t be spoilers＼＼\\('ω')//／／
　　
　
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