She had been pushed into the water once before by Li Jiangyuan.
Under the circumstances, Li Jiangyuan acted unscrupulously because she knew someone would definitely save her.
She pushed herself into the swimming pool just to embarrass herself and embarrass herself in public.
It wasn't to kill her.
It couldn't be Li Jiangyuan who pushed her into the sea.
She stopped Li Xingye from calling people.
It was already late at night, and disturbing everyone would only alert others.
So...is it Li Siyan?
Not long after Li Siyan left, she obviously watched him take Miao Ruoan away.
But he is also the person who dares to use the knife the most...
"Squeak-" The bathroom door opened.
Li Xingye walked out.
Wet hair stuck to his forehead, pale and tight lips, water droplets sliding over his Adam's apple.
The wet and cold clothes clung to the lines of his muscles, outlining his young body.
Cold and ascetic.
His long eyelashes were hung with water drops, and his light-black eyes were bloodshot.
The originally unruly peach blossom eyes now revealed a melancholy and broken feeling.
He just stared at her expressionlessly.
Tang Qingwan pursed her lips.
After a long silence, he said hoarsely: "Tell the truth."
Tang Qingwan spoke firmly and smiled easily: "Really not."
"I just choked on the water and won't die."
Li Xingye stood silently, her lips were obviously pale and bloodless, and she was still speaking harshly.
Death...do you know what it feels like to die? You won't die even if you open your mouth or shut up.
It’s as if he has enough lives to die.
His back was bent unconsciously, a little depressed.
My usual cynicism and carefreeness have probably been washed away by the cold sea water.
The atmosphere became increasingly dull, and Tang Qingwan's eyes moved to his right hand.
The trembling has not subsided, as if he has completely lost control.
If the beads on your wrist were a string of bells, they would be ringing in a messy way.
The veins on his temples bulged, his jaw was tense, as if he was trying to restrain his shaking, and his nails pinched the flesh of his hands.
The joints are white.
"Is there a word of truth in your mouth?" His voice was cold, and he suppressed his anger and turned towards the door, "Return now."
He was going to find the driver and turn back now.
Four years ago she lied and deceived him.
Now she's still lying.
Said he was not sick.
Say you are fine.
What a lie!
"Don't……"
Suddenly, the trembling hand was covered with a touch of soft coldness.
The dark surge in Li Xingye's eyes suddenly stopped.
He paused.
Tang Qingwan pursed her chapped lips and covered her with her other hand.
She held his cold, trembling hands in her hands.
The water from the skirt dripped onto the carpet, leaving dark traces.
She didn't let go, just wrapped her hands around his cold right hand.
Until his hand stopped shaking and slowly warmed up.
She gently opened his clenched hand and placed his index and middle fingers on the pulse of her wrist.
After a while, Tang Qingwan saw his dim eyes shaking slightly.
thumping--
thumping--
thumping--
Beating strongly.
Beats evenly like a pendulum.
She is not cold, but warm.
Li Xingye's stagnant breathing finally began to rise and fall.
The high-hanging heart slowly fell to the ground.
She approached him and coaxed, "You're not lying, are you..."
Li Xingye raised his eyes and finally looked at her.
A faint halo of light reflected on her moist face.
The delicate and fair skin regained its warmth and became slightly red.
The light brown eyes reflected his appearance like amber.
There is a familiar tenderness.
The wet clothes stick to the collarbone and also mark the position of the underwear's shoulder straps.
Her injury...
Tang Qingwan was stunned when she saw his eyes falling on her chest.
Probably because his brain was filled with water, his reaction was a little slow.
Her eyes widened.
He slowly crossed his arms, took a step back, and hugged the curve in front of him.
"You...where are you looking?"
Li Xingye was stunned for a moment. When he realized what she was talking about, he subconsciously raised his lips, smiled jokingly, looked at her twice, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "...it's not like I haven't seen it before."
He glanced at her with disgust: "The information you have is not enough for me to see."
Tang Qingwan blushed instantly, her temperature soared instantly, and she stared at him angrily: "Shameless!"
"You're shameless just by looking at her?" He took a step closer, raised his hand to hold her chin, and stroked her slightly restored lips with his fingertips, using extreme gentleness.
The corners of the mouth are red.
His eyes flickered slightly, and there were a few ripples on the sea surface under the moonlight.
"Why didn't you hide when I kissed you just now?"
"I……"
Tang Qingwan pursed her lips slightly, and his movement brought back hazy memories in her mind.
He...kissed her.
She didn't even have consciousness at that time, so she was hiding.
This is artificial respiration, how can we be considered a relative?
Besides, the corners of her mouth still hurt.
When he was doing artificial respiration, he kissed these two cold lips.
The sweetness that he yearned for day and night was actually touched again in such an awkward way.
She noticed that his gaze was getting hotter and she wanted to tilt her head to break away from his hand, but he squeezed her tighter and pulled her back, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.
Tang Qingwan frowned in pain, her eyes filled with mist.
Wrongful and stubborn.
That reluctant look again.
Does she hate him so much...
It was still his hands, his hands were too cold...as cold as dead people, which scared her...
Li Xingye's eyes darkened and he let go of his hand impatiently.
A bath towel was thrown over her head and also covered her body.
Tang Qingwan pulled off the bath towel in a daze and pressed it on her chest.
I heard him drop a word.
"To take a bath."
