Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2771 Together (1)

Jiayun is very considerate, if Bo Yi doesn't want to show her the most embarrassing side of him now, then she won't.

Getting into the quilt, with her back to him, she closed her eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, let's rest."

Bo Yi was very grateful for her tolerance, so he nodded and said, "Okay, go to sleep, I'll get another quilt."

After saying that, he got out of bed, went to get another quilt, and spread it beside Jiayun. Although they were in love, although they were serious, and although Jiayun kept saying that it was a trial marriage, he didn't want to touch her, and he didn't want to touch her. Hurt her, and I don't want her to feel that this period of time is a pity when she regrets and wants to leave one day in the future.

Jiayun didn't say anything else, and he did whatever he wanted to arrange. Soon, Bo Yi heard the sound of even breathing, and the girl had fallen asleep.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, if she had been awake, he really didn't know what to do.

Looking at the girl's quiet back, he was in a daze for a long time, and for some reason, his heart suddenly became very irritable, and he began to feel sad again.

It would be great if he wasn't Bo Yi like this, if he had a sound body, if he could overcome his inferiority complex.

However, these assumptions are irreversible.The more perfect the girl around him is, the more he can't convince himself not to feel inferior.

Unable to fall asleep, he quietly got out of bed, walked through the veil, walked to the balcony, and opened the window.

The night wind was blowing on his face, and the distant mountains were like Daisy. Every street lamp was like a bright pearl, embellishing this tea garden extraordinarily beautifully.

His mood did not become better because of such a beautiful night scene, but it got worse and worse. The world is so beautiful, and the person he loves is so beautiful, but he is so imperfect.

No, he was that bad.

Too bad it doesn't deserve the world.

I really want to smoke.

It suddenly occurred to me that there was a pack of cigarettes in the bottom shelf of the balcony cabinet, which was a long, long time ago.

So he turned around, knelt down and flipped quietly, not to disturb the sleeping Jiayun, halfway through the flip, he turned his head and glanced at her through the veil of smoke.

She was still sleeping, her posture hadn't changed.

Reassuring for a while, he took out the cigarette case, touched a lighter, and then stood back by the floor-to-ceiling window, stuck his head out of the window, lit the cigarette body, and smoked one mouthful at a time.

The smoke was lingering, blurring his vision, and in this smoke, he actually cried.

For a man, the most unfortunate thing is not that he has been experiencing hardships and ups and downs all the time, but that happiness suddenly comes after you have experienced great hardships and ups and downs, and you, standing in happiness, feel deeply I can't deserve this happiness.

This kind of sad feeling, no one can experience it, except in the dead of night, when the people are alone, there is no one to talk to.

Night, very quiet very quiet.

He didn't see that the girl behind him had actually been awake all this time, her breathing was faked.When he smoked quietly, she quietly turned over and looked at him through the thin veil.

He didn't see that her eyes were full of distress and sorrow. He didn't know how much she wanted to hug him, but she didn't move because she wanted to fulfill his pitiful dignity.

After a long time, all the packs of cigarettes were smoked, Bo Yi sighed deeply, pressed the last cigarette butt to death in the ashtray, then turned around, walked back to the room, stood by the bed, and looked deeply at the girl like a flower s face.

(End of this chapter)