Ling Momo’s left cheek was horribly swollen, and when Li Qingshen had her lie down on her side like that, it hurt, causing her to involuntarily gasp for air.
Li Qingshen then suddenly rembered her face, imdiately sat up again in alarm, stretched out his hand, touched her cheek, and found it was indeed swollen severely.
Li Qingshen imdiately got out of bed, went to the refrigerator, got so ice cubes, returned to the bed, held Ling Momo carefully again, and placed the ice cubes on her cheek.
The coldness of the ice cubes made Ling Momo shiver, and Li Qingshen gently patted her back, his movents becoming increasingly tender.
After a while, Li Qingshen removed the ice cubes, setting them on the table next to them, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"
It was only four words.
But for so reason, Ling Momo felt a sudden touch to the softest spot in her heart.
Perhaps it was because she had suffered too much humiliation that night, with nowhere to vent it.
Perhaps it was the mont of squatting in the heavy rain alone, feeling too desolate at heart.
Now, with Li Qingshen treating her so tenderly, she truly felt as if she had found a trace of warmth amidst the extre cold, a glimr of light in the deep darkness.
Unable to contain herself, Ling Momo’s heart turned sour, and tears suddenly fell.
Li Qingshen, having waited for a long while without hearing Ling Momo speak, was just about to say sothing more when he felt a tear drop onto his chest. His body trembled, he reached out his hand, caressed her face, only to find it already damp.
Li Qingshen’s voice was unavoidably choked up, filled with a hint of fine nervousness, "What’s wrong?"
Ling Momo raised her hand, wiped away her tears, but they just wouldn’t stop and started to fall even more fiercely.
Li Qingshen fumbled to wipe her tears for her.
He had always been aloof and prideful, not one to coax others, and now, faced with Ling Momo, he felt even more at a loss.
In the end, he simply lowered his head and gently kissed away her tears.
Li Qingshen’s tender gestures provoked Ling Momo to cry even harder, and amid her sobs, she said in a low voice, "I’m really not any rubbish, and I’m not as dirty as he says! How can he talk about like that? How can he hit ?"
Li Qingshen’s kiss on Ling Momo’s tears paused for a brief second, then he gently embraced her, keeping silent the whole ti, just gently patting her back.
Such a child-soothing gesture from Li Qingshen completely broke down Ling Momo’s inner defenses.
She leaned against Li Qingshen’s chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling his warmth, and could no longer contain herself as she opened her mouth to continue, "He doesn’t know anything, just ca charging in, slapped , then insulted wildly! It’s too much, just too much!"
As Ling Momo spoke, she couldn’t help but feel increasingly aggrieved, and tears began to fall chaotically.
However, Li Qingshen, catching so information between her lines, suddenly tensed up and asked in a low voice, "What doesn’t he know?"
It is said that people are the softest in the dead of night.
At this mont, upon Li Qingshen’s questioning, Ling Momo could not help but continue, "He doesn’t know that the only reason I went to that party was for him!"
[Chapter ten, five more to go! What I promised you, I will certainly deliver!]
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