One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Sweeping Out the Door (I)

Song Zhixing actually just said that casually. When Tang Yu asked her, she had no choice but to nod.

Tang Yu shook his body. The force on his hand increased, almost crushing her wrist. His eyes were red and he lowered his head, still feeling so unwilling, "Where...have you reached?"

It was a very simple word, but when spoken, it made his teeth tremble.

Song Zhixing was so frightened that his mind was confused and he couldn't catch his breath for a while. He could only struggle against the man's shackles with all his strength.

"Have you guys gone to bed?" When he didn't hear the answer, Tang Yu pinched her chin, turned her face, and asked again coldly. His cold breath sprayed on her face, causing Song Zhixing to wake up for a moment.

Now, at this moment, is this the best moment to clear up the relationship with my second uncle?

If she says 'yes', my second uncle may never be interested in her again, right? Once and for all, I will be completely free from him...

That way, you no longer have to worry about not being able to face your aunt; you no longer have to worry about letting down your grandpa; and you don’t have to fall into the dark abyss together and become the target of public criticism...

The pale lips trembled. She stared into Tang Yu's dark eyes, and before she could speak, bitter tears burst out of her eyes first.

It was obviously just a simple word 'yes', but it was so difficult to say it at this moment. She raised her hands above her head and dug at the table so hard that her nails broke. Taking a deep breath, I finally said the single-syllable word.

"Stop talking!" Tang Yu suddenly stopped what she was about to say. He, who had always been fearless, didn't have the courage to bear such a word at this moment. He took a deep breath in pain, his Adam's apple rolled, and his dark red eyes became more bloodshot, "Song Zhixing, let me ask you one last time... In your heart, who am I, Tang Yu, to you?"

It was a simple sentence, but it was interrupted once before it was complete. Then, he warned in a mute voice: "Think clearly before you answer me, you won't get a second chance!"

Song Zhixing's heart clenched. She didn't know what was wrong with her. The position of her chest was sore, painful, painful, and stuffy. She was so depressed that she felt like she might die at any time. However, reason is constantly trying to slow down her nerves - if she says a wrong word today, they will surely fall into a bottomless abyss in the future, and they will never recover.

"Second uncle..." she said, her voice cords trembling. With pleading in his eyes, "We...can't we go back to the relationship we had before?"

In a word,

have made their respective positions clear.

It was like being stabbed by a sharp sword, with a hole in his chest. Tang Yu's tall body trembled violently, and he closed his eyes forcefully.

She wants to go back to the past...

In other words, she has always regarded herself as her uncle!

That's all.

Everything else is just his delusion!

There was a deep chill in the air, as if even breathing would freeze. Outside, the storm was raging, beating against the windows, sounding like a rabid beast in the middle of the night, which was scary.

Song Zhixing felt that the man lying on top of him at this moment was more heart-stopping than the storm at night. It seemed like he would pounce at any moment and tear her apart. But in the next moment, he suddenly let go of her and stood up straight in a cold voice.

There was a light breeze on his body, and cold air rushed straight through his body. Song Zhixing shivered violently, and then sat up in embarrassment. She was almost half-naked now, so she didn't dare to neglect at all. She just shamefully put on her pants and buttoned up her shirt in embarrassment. My fingers were shaking the whole time.

Halfway through, he subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Yu inquiringly.

He must be very angry...

However, she had no choice.

At this moment, Tang Yu was also buttoning up his buttons one by one, standing straight there without even looking at her. The whole person seemed to be shrouded in ice, so cold that one could even breathe.

Before Song Zhixing had finished sorting out, Tang Yu had already walked out. She slid down from the table and said timidly: "I...I haven't packed my things yet."

"No need!" Tang Yu paused and did not look back, but his voice became colder and biting, "Song Zhixing, my tolerance and patience with you end here! From now on - we will never have sex with each other again!"

The last few words are striking. As if he was afraid that she wouldn't understand, every word he said seemed to be bite out, one word at a time.

Song Zhixing was so shocked that she almost thought she had heard wrongly. However, Tang Yu did not stay for another second, but stepped into the wind and rain step by step, leaving her with a ruthless back.

Stiff, cold.

As if all his strength had been drained out, and finally unable to hold on any longer, Song Zhixing's hands on the table softened, and he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Xingxing!" Chen Cheng was afraid that she would be too embarrassed, so he hid and was prepared to act according to the situation and did not dare to rush out directly. Seeing her like this now, I quickly ran over.

Song Zhixing's eyes were filled with tears. She glanced at Tang Yu's walking back in despair, and then slowly turned her gaze to Chen Cheng, holding Chen Cheng's hand tightly, "Chengcheng, he said... What did he mean when he said it was no longer relevant? "

Seeing her look like this, Chen Cheng felt uncomfortable and wiped away the tears on Song Zhixing's face, "Xingxing, he said it's a good thing if we don't have anything to do with him. Don't you want to keep developing a messy relationship with him? This is what suits you right now. mean."

Song Zhixing laughed, "Yes, it's exactly what I meant... In this way, I can move out in a legitimate manner, right? He said it... He said that we will no longer have anything to do with each other..."

She should be happy, she should laugh loudly.

But why have tears become so disobedient? Not only did they not stop, but they increased in number.

"Are you okay?" Chen Cheng was worried.

Song Zhixing pushed Chen Cheng's hand away, supported the table stubbornly, stood up unsteadily, and raised his head, "I'm fine, I just want to clear up the relationship with him, so...how can something happen to me? Chengcheng, I’m so happy now…”

He was talking happily, but the tears in his eyes never stopped.

Chen Cheng's chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton and he couldn't say a word. I just took out a tissue and wiped away more and more tears from her eyes. Anyone can see that this is not okay at all!

But something happened, quite something happened!

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Tang Yu walked out of the house. The driver had already come over holding an umbrella. He pushed the umbrella away with one hand. The downpour of rain fell heavily, making him sober as never before.

Sober enough to want to kill someone!

The girl he loved, cared for with great care, and missed unforgettablely, had been touched by someone during his mere absence!