You've always loved me

Chapter 222 I Miss You! (Nine)

The twinkling tears in his eyes became more and more crystal clear, his vision became more and more blurred, his lips trembled uncontrollably, but he still couldn't stop the tears overflowing from his eyes.

She lost weight, only twenty hours, she lost a circle, Ji Chicheng stretched out his hands, towards Ji Aning's face, the soft palms seemed to caress her heart, comforting her heart instead get weaker.

She wants to hug him even more, wants to cry in his arms, wants him to caress her head dotingly, wants him to tell her 'it doesn't matter, we will have a chance in the future'.

But this opportunity, can she take it?

Ji Anning asked himself this question in his heart, hesitated to ask himself, and couldn't help raising his hand, and stopped.

She burst into tears, her eyes were so tangled and painful, Ji Chicheng couldn't restrain his heartache, regardless of Xiang Yiqing's presence, he bent down and hugged Ji Anning, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, it's not a bad thing if he's gone .”

His voice, his comfort, like warm strings, his white shirt, the faint smell of perfume on his body, his temperature, his heartbeat... everything about him made Ji Anning unable to extricate himself from it, and could no longer control it. A heart that wants to hug him.

Stretching out his hands, he hugged Ji Chicheng tightly, crying bitterly.

Just once, just this time, put aside morality and conscience, don't think about anyone or anything, just think about Ji Chicheng, the Ji Chicheng she likes to the bottom of her heart, just the two of them.

Her face was pressed against Ji Chicheng's chest, and her crying touched Ji Chicheng's heart. With his arms, he held the petite her tightly in his arms. He knew that she must be terrified.

It was he who failed to protect her.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiang Yiqing quietly exited the room.

Ji Chicheng let Ji Aning cry in his arms, thankful that she could still cry so loudly, and happy that she hugged him.

This is the first time, the first time when she knew it was him, she took the initiative to hug him, take the initiative to rely on him, take the initiative to be so delicate and weak in front of him.

Give him the chance to spread his chest and his broad shoulders for her to lean on.

"It is said on the Internet that postpartum women should not cry and need more rest, so you should stop in moderation."

Ji Anning cried more and more sadly, wishing to shed all the tears for so many years, I don't know how long he cried, Ji Chicheng's voice suddenly sounded from the top.

Although his voice was gentle, his serious tone was in line with his indifferent temperament.

Ji Anning thought that she had been crying for too long and was disgusted by him again, so she quickly let go of her arms and withdrew from his embrace, not daring to look up at his face, she lay down directly, pulled the quilt to cover her lower half Face.

The little face that was pale just now was now flushed with tears, so rosy and plump as if it could be broken by a bullet.

Ji Chicheng couldn't help stretching out his hand again, and pressed his warm and soft palm against her cheek, and gently stroked her wet eyelashes back and forth twice with the pulp of his thumb.

It was as delicate and smooth as he had imagined, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, a warm smile swayed on his handsome face, with a bit of pampering.

"I'm here with you."

he said softly.

This still came from his involuntary feelings, his heart...has been separated from his domineering nature.

Slowly, slowly changing.

I'm here with you... how warm it is, when she was sick, she always lay on the bed and thought, if he could visit her and chat with her, maybe she wouldn't be in pain or uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)