Before Su Zhinian's last "de" was finished, he read the thoughts of the girl in his arms and knew what kind of nightmare she had done. His tear wiping movement made her stiff.

She did not dream, she thought of the past.

She thought about what he had asked her to do the night he was drunk five years ago... her heart was filled with panic, fear and despair.

She hadn't completely awakened from her dream, her breathing was short, her body was trembling, and her hands were still trying to grasp the bedding.

Su Zhinian's fingers on her face were extremely trembling. He wanted to hug her and give her some comfort, but at last he slowly moved his hands away from her face, and then pulled away and hugged Her arm slowly put her back on the bed-.

During the day, she wore a high-cold sweater and covered her skin tightly. Now she was wearing a nightgown, exposing her neck and chest, and he saw that the tender skin was covered with dense blue and purple.

Then his eyes subconsciously looked at her two wrists, there was a ring of bruises, and it was shocking to see that he was drunk that night, with too much force, leaving traces.

In fact, in the afternoon, in the chess room, when the chairman discovered her wrist injury, he already knew what was going on.

That was because at the time, in order to let her win the card, her feet were next to hers, reading her thoughts.

It was only him at the time that he didn’t see the situation on her wrist. She only knew from the bottom of her heart that he was dragged. She was afraid to be known, so she panicly covered her sleeves and hurried away. .

At that time, he realized that she was afraid of him, and his mood suddenly became a little worse, and then the person left.

Until now, she had a nightmare in the middle of the night, he knew the darkest thing hidden in her heart, he did not know that she was not afraid of him, but very afraid of him.

"How did I dream that? It was obviously forgotten many years ago, how can I remember it again?"

"Is it because he was drunk again and almost fell asleep a few days ago...Song Qingchun, don't think about it, it's over, it's gone, it's been many years, don't think about it..."

Su Zhinian was still sitting by the bed with her arms next to her shoulders. After Song Qingchun gradually eased herself from the nightmare, thoughts also emerged from the bottom of her heart. These thoughts followed the contact between them, straight Slammed into his heart, like a knife, cutting his heart into pieces one by one.

Song Qingchun gasped for two breaths before she realized she was sitting next to her. She turned her head and saw Su Zhinian, her face was instantly covered with precautions: "Why is he here, wouldn't it be..."

Su Zhinian didn't wait for her heart to finish, suddenly got up and walked towards the bedroom door.

When he was about to reach the door, his footsteps stopped. He stood back to her for a while before turning slowly. She had collapsed because of the look of his departure. He saw Her expression changed, and she pressed her lips silently and hard, before saying, "You can rest assured, I won't touch you."

His eyes were indifferent and deep, and there was a flash of sorrow, and he spoke again, repeating what he just said, and his voice was very light and very soft: "I will never touch you again..."