Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He was very happy, extremely happy, so happy that he didn't know how to describe it. He just wanted to hold her like this and keep holding her.

I want to kiss her, touch her face, listen to her voice, and feel her presence closer.

"I'm fine...really." He smiled, his voice low and gentle, with a slight tremor of forbearance.

It was a sincere smile, but in her extremely distressed eyes, she looked like she was about to cry.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his eyes seemed to become a little moist for a moment, but he just endured it without losing his composure.

In the past, he never thought that he would suddenly become like this - his eyes would turn red easily and he could not control his tears.

He wasn't a crybaby, never had been, but now...

Taking a deep breath, he tried hard to calm down and suppress the emotions that were about to surge out.

He wanted to say something, wanted to explain to her, but before he could speak, the kind-hearted girl in front of him took the initiative to hug him.

Patting his back gently, as if coaxing a child who was trying to pretend to be strong, he sighed: "Cry if you want, and say whatever you want. Don't hold it in."

She knew him too well, how could she not know - he was always used to holding everything back, keeping everything in his heart and not revealing anything to the outside world.

This will make him sick, he will get sick, she understands, she understands everything.

Holding him, touching him gently, listening to his rapid breathing that could no longer be suppressed, it seemed that he was about to cry, but he was still holding back.

"I'm fine." He lowered his head and whispered softly.

"It's really okay. At this moment, it's not too late for me to be happy..."

I am happy, but also extremely insecure.

It was not said out loud, only silently expressed in actions.

Holding her in his arms, he inhaled several times from time to time. The sound was low, and the nasal cavity seemed to be blocked, and it was particularly sour.

In this way, he showed his vulnerability, uneasiness, and extra attachment to her.

Silent and distressing.

But Yun Si still didn't relent, she patted him and signaled him to let go of her first.

"Stand still." Her voice was clear and clear, sounding like she had something to say and a little serious.

"..." The person holding her didn't speak, as if he didn't hear anything and turned a deaf ear.

"What? Disobedient?" Her voice was softer and a little threatening.

"..." The arms holding her tightened tighter. The man's hoarse voice was low, and his gentleness seemed to reveal a little softness.

"Except for this, I can listen to everything else, okay?"

Because he missed her too much, he didn't want to do anything at the moment. He just wanted to do this, keep holding her, feeling her body temperature and her presence.

I don’t want to let go, not at all.

"Hug me for a little while longer... just a little while longer..."

He spoke slowly, bit by bit, showing his greed.

It is said that desire is endless. Once it starts, it will only get bigger and stronger. It seems to be the same for him.

Originally he just prayed for her to come back. As long as she could live well, he could ask for nothing or anything.

But now, it seems that he can't do it...

Taking a deep breath, his chest kept rising and falling, and his heart beat so fast that he panicked for a while, eager to grab something to stabilize himself.

You can feel all the reactions in your body, and you can also feel the overwhelming emotions.