The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 40: The cutest tablemate in the world (40)

half an hour later.

Hospital roof.

Shiyou pushed open the roof door, and Luo Cimian was sitting next to that door, Shiyou saw him immediately.

He huddled into a ball, hugging himself tightly with both hands, as if he was alone in the whole world.

Shiyou felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

The pain was so bad that she couldn't breathe.

She stretched out her hand, and cautiously reached over, halfway, she was gently held by a slightly cold hand.

The young man looked up at her, with a pale face, bloodless lips, black hair messily scattered on his forehead, and dark eyes.

That was the first time Shiyou saw such an expression in Luo Cimian's eyes.

Emptiness, pain, despair, and endless tearing black holes.

Looking at her with those eyes, he tried hard to restore his usual gentleness and arrogance, but when he saw her eyes, tears welled up in an instant.

"I'm so scared, little pomelo, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here..."

"I will feel sorry for you..."

Shi You half-kneeled and squatted down in front of the boy, she leaned over and hugged him.

Her arms were thin and weak, but she tried hard to hold him in her arms.

Gently patted his back, and softly comforted his ear.

The young man grabbed his hair with a very painful expression: "I don't want to, I didn't know she was pregnant..."

"Otherwise I wouldn't push her, I didn't know it would be like this..."

"She said I was a murderer... I really didn't mean it..." Luo Cimian was a little incoherent.

"Little pomelo, don't come close to me, stay away from me."

"I'm dirty."

"I have blood all over my hands..."

Luo Cimian wiped her hands vigorously on the clothes, lowered her head and muttered to herself, while Shi You held his hand tightly and stared into his eyes.

"No, it's very clean. Look, there's nothing on it."

Shiyou clasped his fingers, intertwined them, and held them tightly in front of Luo Cimian. His eyes fell on them, moved, and then slowly settled down.

Luo Cimian suddenly leaned over and hugged her, his shoulders trembled, his face sank into her neck, and he cried bitterly.

Shiyou cupped his face with her small hands, brushed the corners of his eyes with her soft fingertips, and kissed his tears with her head down.

That kiss was so gentle, as if she wanted to give him all her love and sincerity.

"Luo Cimian, don't cry," Shiyou tried to stabilize his emotions, and his voice was soft and soft, "You didn't mean it."

"That was just an accident."

"I know you don't want to either."

"Everyone will do wrong things, but doing wrong things is not doing bad things. Even very powerful people have to go through darkness."

She said word by word, "Don't despair because you are in the dark, I will pull you out."

"I'm here, and I'll take you away."

Shiyou's voice is gentle and tender, as if a stream of water brushes over his heart, it easily wipes away the sorrow in his heart.

The person leaning on her calmed down little by little, and the choking of grief gradually disappeared.

Luo Cimian lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes, the red under his eye sockets was faintly visible, he sniffed and his voice was hoarse.

"From childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many times I was beaten. She beat me very fiercely every time, as if standing in front of her was not her son, but an enemy."

"Occasionally, I would think viciously, is she alive just to torture me..."

"Today, it's finally over."

"Little Yuzi, tell me, do people like me not deserve love?"

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