Overbearing school grass's love strategy

Chapter 94 Destined to Break His Heart
Already lost to her tears...

The person Situ Mujue hates to cry the most is Bai Weiya, just Bai Weiya...

She sleeps in the deepest, softest and most tender place in his heart.

He is obsessively trying to make there no pain, no sorrow.

As soon as she cried, his heart clenched in pain, and a single tear burned a big hole in his heart.

Bai Weiya huddled in his arms without saying a word, shedding tears silently.

"What happened? Why are you crying like this? Don't be afraid, just tell me, huh?" His gentle voice sounded from above his head again.

Situ Mujue...

Please...don't be nice to me...

Because... I, Bai Weiya, want to hurt you once...

sorry……

I know it's useless to say I'm sorry, because I won't even forgive myself for hurting you...

"Let me go..." she said to him in a choked voice.

This voice has no deterrent power at all, it is too weak to withstand a single blow.

She blinked, blinked away the excess tears, persuaded herself not to cry, and pushed Situ Mujue away with all her strength. Situ Mujue was obviously caught off guard, and she did not expect that she would suddenly push him away violently. At a stumbling opportunity, Bai Weiya rushed into the dormitory, ran into her room, and slammed the door.

What a mess, fled.

Before the matter of Nightingale was settled, she didn't dare to covet this warm embrace...

Leaning behind the door, Bai Weiya felt short of breath, as if a tube had been stuffed into her airway, draining all the oxygen she breathed in.

Looking up at the blank ceiling, she suddenly remembered the time when she and Situ Mujue were exchanging sweet words that made goosebumps all over her body.

Situ Mujue asked her: "If you can't be a human being, what do you want to be and stay by my side?"

Without thinking, she replied, "I want to be oxygen."

Situ Mu didn't understand: "Why is it oxygen? If you become oxygen, I won't be able to see it..."

She laughed and leaned on his shoulder: "What does that matter, I'll just protect you."

"That's not fair..." He hugged her thin shoulders and said.

She pursed her mouth mischievously, like a woodpecker, using his cheek as a tree trunk, pecking at it one by one.

"I do not mind……"

Because without oxygen, people can't breathe, she felt a little selfish, thinking that Situ Mujue would have no oxygen to survive without her.

It was only now that she realized that the person who lost her partner and had difficulty breathing was herself.

He has long been her indispensable oxygen.

……

Soon, Situ Mujue's nervous knocking and talking came from behind the door.

"Bai Weiya, what happened, can you open the door and tell me? Don't be alone in your heart, even if you don't tell me, let me stay with you, Beer, did you hear what I said... "

"I know that I have made you very unhappy recently. I apologize. I didn't realize my dad's intentions. If I knew in advance that he wanted me to get engaged to Xiaoran, I would definitely refuse. Zifei and I still have a relationship with the media inside and outside the school. Qi Lian and the others have tried their best to seal it up, give me a few more days, and I will immediately hold a press conference to clarify this matter and give you an explanation!"

"Weiya, I know you're still crying, alas, if you're sad, just cry out, don't hold back your tears, that's tantamount to slow suicide."

Situ Mujue leaned against the door, nagging, mother-in-law and mother-in-law said a lot, Bai Weiya heard the words, the more she listened, the more sad, the more painful, the more heartbroken she was.

The more he cared and cared for her, the more she could not become hard-hearted.

There is a door, it seems that two worlds are separated.

You go, you go quickly...

Bai Weiya wiped her tears and said in her heart, Situ Mujue, let's go now, don't stand behind the door anymore, thinking about it makes her feel bad.

There were endless voices outside, Bai Weiya dragged her tired body and moved to the side of the bed, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she sat on the edge of the bed hugging her knees, buried her head in her arms, and convinced herself, Make up your mind and don't listen to Situ Mujue's voice and knock on the door.

The room was pitch-black, with only faint bright spots in the flickering tears. Bai Weiya couldn't stop weeping, her heart ached like a knife. A love that she thought could be achieved smoothly turned into such a mess.

Why didn't Situ Mujue feel uncomfortable? She could feel that he doted on him very much, but she made him feel uncomfortable again and again. She once asked Nightingale when she was talking on the phone, was she proud of being favored?

Alas, Nightingale, thinking of Nightingale again, what should she do?How can we save Nightingale?
Ever since seeing the video of Nightingale, it has been a torment. I don't know if Nightingale is doing well, and if she has been hurt. If those people do something to Nightingale...how can she explain to Qi Lian Fuyin?
This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

Bai Weiya cried until late at night before falling asleep, piled up beside the bed like a small hill, her tears had dried up, but her thoughts were like a mess.

Situ Mujue was really worried, so he found the spare key in the Jue Lun oath and opened the door of Bai Weiya's room.

The door was pushed lightly, and the small dim light in the living room flowed into Bai Weiya's bedroom, like a strip of color, stretched from the door to the opposite wall, extending past her thin body, like a knife cut from the Her body was incised, but no blood was seen, and she had already become internally injured.

Situ Mujue closed the door, stepped into the room lightly, and looked at Bai Weiya, who covered her face, with serious thoughts. She seemed to have fallen asleep.

What happened to Bai Weiya, why she cried into tears without saying a word, and then he asked the reason softly, but she refused to answer, holding her grief in her heart.

Thinking of doing it alone?

Doesn't she know that if a person's pain is shared with a trusted person, the pain will be halved, and there will be multiple solutions.

Didn't she just make him feel more uncomfortable by torturing herself like this?

Because his heart has already been implicated with her.

When she hurts, he hurts, and when she hurts, he hurts.

Situ Mujue lifted the quilt on the bed, bent down gently, and hugged Bai Weiya on the ground. Her body temperature was low, and her hands were cold, as if she had just been soaked in ice water. , took off her shoes, and stuffed her into the bed.

Bai Weiya's face was covered with tears, and Situ Mujue's heart ached.

Turning around, she went into her bathroom, wet the towel she washed her face with hot water, twisted it half dry, returned to her bedside, and carefully wiped her tears.

Bai Weiya, who was sleeping, was frowning tightly, and Qianqian's heart was knotted between her brows. Situ Mujue was full of doubts, and wiped her face clean.

He went back to the bathroom to wash the towels, hung them up and came out, and squatted halfway on the head of her bed. It didn't take long for Bai Weiya's tears to flow out again, and Situ Mujue patiently wiped them off with his hands, over and over again. Once again, take the trouble.

Holding her hand again, it was still cold, and he used the temperature of his palm to warm her, but it didn't feel effective, so he simply shrank into her bed, got into her bed and hugged her tightly until the temperature of her body After recovering and warming up, he left her bed, looked at her in her sleep reluctantly, and then backed away from Bai Weiya's room.

The next day, when Bai Weiya woke up naturally, she took the alarm clock by the bed and saw that it was already twelve noon.

The alarm that usually rang non-stop at seven o'clock didn't go off. With a headache, she put the alarm clock back to its original position and got out of bed to wash.

Last night, she had a mixed dream. She dreamed that Situ Mujue walked into her room, hugged her to the bed, wiped away her tears, and gave her warmth. She took care of her, but when she woke up, there was no one beside her, so she couldn't help feeling sad.

The strange thing is that she was delusional, and she could still feel the warm breath that belonged to him.

The self in the mirror was unsightly haggard. After Bai Weiya washed her face, she put eye drops first, and put on light makeup, trying her best to cover up the bruises under her eyes, but her eyes were so swollen that no amount of foundation could cover them.

After leaving the bedroom, I moved to the dining room to drink water. After filling a glass of water, I turned around and saw a note on the dining table, which was pressed by a ceramic cat paperweight. Bai Weiya held the glass and picked it up curiously. , in Situ Mujue's handwriting:
"I made you lunch and put it in the rice cooker to keep warm. If you are hungry, eat it quickly. No matter what sad things you encounter, remember to eat well, sleep well, and stay healthy..."

Her eye sockets were slightly moist, and she crumpled the note paper into a ball and held it in her palm, as if she was afraid that something would get away.

I moved to the kitchen, turned off the rice cooker, and the aroma of tomatoes filled my nostrils, and there was a steaming spaghetti with tomato sauce inside.

Bai Weiya took a half-dry dishcloth and took out the spaghetti.

Situ Mu absolutely knew her favorite things like the back of his hand.

It takes a lot of time to cook spaghetti, she is always in and out of the kitchen, anxious to see if Situ Mujue is ready.

When Situ Mujue was cooking, he always drove her out of the kitchen for fear that she would be choked by the oily fumes inside. Not long after she ran out in desperation, she sneaked back behind him to watch him cook. He is a good cook and taught her how to cook, but he always has various reasons to refuse, but he just doesn't want to teach her.

What Bai Weiya didn't know was how many nights she didn't go back to the dormitory for dinner, and Situ Mujue silently left food for her like this, but he just looked at her closed door, and he turned around and went into the kitchen to take the leftovers. Delicious meals go in the trash.

While eating the spaghetti made by Situ Mujue, Bai Weiya burst into tears, falling on the spaghetti, dripping away countless thoughts.

……

Bai Weiya went to the balcony on the first floor to feel the temperature outside. Unexpectedly, after eating, she still felt so cold outside. Her hands were cold and bloodless, and she was obviously pale. The cold, after healed, seemed to recur again.

Putting on an extra long sleeve and a dark blue hooded windbreaker, she left the dormitory.

(End of this chapter)