"Have you finished scolding me?"
His shadow came down from the top of her head, accompanied by a clear smell of tobacco.
Without looking up, Emily knew who it was. Maybe because she felt too depressed in her heart, her tears flowed more fiercely and couldn't stop at all.
"No!" She shouted loudly and continued to scold fiercely, "Bastard. Bastard!"
Emily repeated it continuously. It was unknown whether she was too angry to speak coherently, or she was unwilling to scold him with other words.
Simon bent down and sighed. He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his slender fingers. Finally, he simply pinched her chin and kissed her tears little by little. In a slightly hoarse voice, he said with a little chagrin, "Sorry, I take back what I just said!"
In fact, at that time, he regretted it after he said that.
At that time, he was too depressed, so he almost blurted it out without thinking too much. Although there was a chance that she would be infected by him, she might be healthy. In this way, he was bound to die first. Therefore, he wanted her to find another couple by then...
Even so, as long as he thought about it, he was extremely unwilling in his heart.
Simon put his right palm on top of her head, and he said with a trace of reluctance in his eyes, "Emily, you are mine! I don't want you to live with other men!"
Emily took a sniff and pinched his handsome face like a bully. Then she gave a loud snort as if she was venting her anger. "If you don't want me to live with another man, then you must survive all along!"
"I swear!" Simon twisted her eyebrows because of pain but he did not break free. Touching her wet eyes with his fingers, he regained laziness in his amorous eyes. "I will no longer smoke and drink. I will adjust the diet, strengthening nutrition and high protein, and do more exercise! With you by my side, I will try my best to live well!"
Emily's mood became much better. After pinching his face, she still felt worried. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Swear an oath!"
Simon didn't refuse her. He raised his right hand decently with a trace of evilness in his eyes. "Okay, I swear to you. If I break my promise, then I will..."
Emily stretched out her hand to cover his mouth.
It was she who made him swear, but when she
heard that he really did it, she was afraid that the oath would work!
She clenched her fists and punched him on the chest. Although the punches didn't make him feel pain, she at least vented her anger and relaxed completely. "Simon, even if they know it, it's useless. Ungrateful and vicious, they don't realize who taught them the skills! Since the aid to Tbridge is suspended, we can give a free clinic. There are still many small mountain areas in the county, undeveloped in all aspects. Many people there need you! Anyway, no matter where you are, I will accompany you all the time!"
Simon raised his eyebrows and nodded. "I know. I won't leave you alone!"
"..." The corners of Emily's mouth twitched.
She was the one who accompanied him. Why did it feel like he was accompanying her?
Without warning, her feet suddenly left the ground. Emily gasped in a low voice and was held horizontally in his arms. Then he strode toward the bedroom. Being scare by him, she pinched his face in a bad mood again.
In the dead of the night, there was only the whispering between lovers.
Emily nestled close to him. She was still angry at his indiscreet remarks, so she grumbled in a flirtatious manner. "It's all your fault!"
Simon said lazily, "Well, it's all my fault!"
She put her arms around his strong waist and her face on his chest, trying to listen to his heartbeat. "Simon, don't say that again!"
Simon's fingers stroked her hair, and his eyes were full of determination. "Don't worry, I'll definitely be the longest-lived AIDS patient!"
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