True Love of the Named Family
Chapter 212 Depressed, it's just a smoker
There was no response in the room.
Ming Ke knocked again: "Master."
After a while, no one responded. He turned the door handle gently. Fortunately, the door was unlocked, and the door was pushed out as soon as he pushed it.
When he entered, the tall figure of Bei Mingye stood by the window, filled with smoke, which plunged him into the mist, making this figure even more rigid and indifferent.
Ming Ke was somehow gripped in his heart, and lightly closed the door of the room before he walked over, but did not dare to approach him. He just stood five steps behind her and looked at her skinny face: "Master, I'm sorry."
He did not speak, just put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, let out a light sigh, and let out another puff of smoke, making his already depressed face even more desolate.
Ming Ke lowered his eyes and looked at the set of underwear in his hands, feeling sour, he never thought he would be good to himself one day.
Just because I didn't expect it, I kept thinking about it very badly, so after finding out that I had misunderstood it, I felt very uncomfortable.
In that inconvenience, there was also a hint of vague distress.
"Sir." He whispered again, still looking at her.
But she still ignored him, looking at the night scene outside the window, half of the cigarette in her hand had been smoked by him, and now she sent it to her lips again.
She placed a set of underwear on the bed and finally gathered the courage to lean on it, squeezed out her large palm, and said gently: "Smoking is not good for your health. Don't smoke too much."
Bei Mingye finally turned her head to look at her agitated face, but after a moment of indifference, her thin lips curved up again. The anger on his face had long since disappeared. Now that she was smiling so beautifully, she was smiling like a thin cloud. Its alright.
This appearance made Ming Ke feel even more painful. It was really not easy to see the original expression on Bei Mingye's face. Even though he was furious now, at least the expression was real. Now she smiles so beautifully.But they are all fake.
"Sir." He was slightly agitated, looked at his smiling eyes, and slowly released his hand that was holding his palm.
Don't you want to come here to make amends? What do you mean to make amends, sincerity? ”The two beautiful thin lips opened slightly, and the overflowing words immediately hit the bottom of her heart.
He knew that the small distance he managed to approach with him became far again in an instant.
He stood on the unattainable side again, looking at her demeaningly, looking at her like a prey.
He actually did not like this feeling very much. He'd rather be like when he hit him tonight. Although he was panicking, he was not really angry, but was only playing a few words with her.
At that moment, he was so real, so close, as if he was within range. Now, even though she panicked when I thought about it, it was a little sweet on the back.
But now even though he was smiling, his entire person was cold, standing so close to him, but like a star in the sky, out of reach.
Ming did not know what he was thinking, Bei Mingye and him were from two worlds, and he should not think of getting close to him.
However, he touched her too much tonight, even if it was just a small matter, he was touched for no reason.
Because of that touch, now that she hid herself back into that cold world, I felt depressed.
It was just that when I saw the smile that hid everything on his face, I actually felt a bit of a strange pain in my heart ...
“Have you eaten?” Above his head, he suddenly heard a low and terrifying voice.
Ming Ke was startled, when he looked at her, his eyes were still the same as they used to be, and the light and dark were always indistinguishable.
He opened his thin lips slightly, without thinking at all, and in response, he said: "Eat."
"You're full, I haven't started yet." He squeezed the cigarette with his fingertip, lifted it casually, and threw it into the trash accurately. The smile on his lips was still very handsome, but it was more careful than before: "Now, it's my turn." ... As you know, he just wanted to use this way to hide a bit of enthusiasm in his unique and indifferent heart.his appearance Something you can't see at all, but because of a little misunderstanding, because of your own little emotion, one
It disappeared in an instant.
Maybe it didn't go away, it was just that he was deeply hidden behind that smile again.
He returned to the ordinary man who was so terrifying that he was terrified, a ferocious wolf.
Throughout the night, he vented his impulsiveness and suppressed his anger without knowing what to do, and only at the last moment did he see the bruise behind the smile in his eyes.
What kind of experience made him look like now, used to hiding, used to use the worst way to treat people who approached him?
He had no idea, a painful experience all night, just telling him that Bei Mingye was still Bei Mingye, even if there were occasional childish performances, he still frightened her.
Feeling depressed for such a person, he was completely guilty of smoking.
When Ming Ke woke up, as usual, there was no Bei Mingye in the room. The whole room was empty and a little cold. On this July day, he could really think of the word "cold".
He frowned, his body was still a familiar sadness, the pain was being thrown away, at least it took him a long time to hold it in slowly.
But should he get used to it? On this guy's side, I've never had a good day.
He took a deep breath and slowly got up, took out the sports clothes that had been torn by him from the ground, and placed them on his body before walking into the bathroom.
When she walked out after washing, Gillian had already knocked on the door outside, she took the clothes that Ming Ke had replaced yesterday, as well as all the dry-washed underwear, which would be given to her now. Returning.
Looking at the clothes he had placed on the bed neatly, Ming Ke had no idea what it was like, he would help him to dry it, which was definitely Bei Mingye.
The bastard sometimes looks very good, but sometimes like a wild beast, which is unacceptable, Until now, he still has a subconscious fear of him.
"What about him?" he could not help but ask.
Gillian put down the breakfast she brought to the table, then looked back and said with a smile, "Master and everyone go to the cliff for early morning practice."
Cliffs... Somehow she was very anxious, watching him ask, but she did not want to ask him one bit. Seeing her hesitating, Gillian had no idea what she wanted to do, so she pushed the tray of food on the table: "You have breakfast first."