One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty One Jealousy (Part 3)

Seeing that she was still standing at the door, I was just curious.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing suddenly came back to her senses, her eyelashes fluttered, and crystal tears fell out of her eyes. She lowered her head and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but the tears kept flowing more and more, and she was completely out of control.

As if there was a sense, Tang Yu, who was sitting inside, suddenly raised his eyes and subconsciously looked towards the door.

Although it was just a stretched shadow that fell into his eyes, he could still easily recognize her. He frowned slightly and looked around at the others, "You guys talk first, I'll go out for a while."

As he said, he stood up and walked towards the door with heavy steps. When he opened the door, as expected, he saw the little girl standing at the door. Tang Youyou was also there.

At this moment, Tang Youyou was worriedly asking her, "Why are you crying for no reason?"

Crying?

Tang Yu frowned even more tightly.

Song Zhixing was wiping her tears when she felt a shadow pressing down on her. She subconsciously looked to the side. Under the bright lights, Tang Yu's eyes were deep, and his gaze met hers. She stared at him in shock, all kinds of emotions surging in her heart, hitting her heart again and again. The moisture in her eyes gathered more and more, and finally turned into more bitter tears.

Enough...

No matter what happened between them, right or wrong, it should be over at this moment today.

From today on, this man belongs to my aunt, and is my uncle-in-law whom she cannot covet...

If she has any inappropriate fantasies about this man again, it would be a great rebellion, and she deserves to die!

This thought circled in her mind, she said nothing, turned her face away, and turned to leave.

However, before she took a step, Tang Yu reached out and grabbed her slender wrist. With his other hand, he closed the door of the side hall from behind.

Song Zhixing wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton and she couldn't say a word. She had to use brute force to pry his hands apart, and her tears flowed more and more.

However, Tang Yu remained motionless, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him at all. He only glanced at Tang Youyou who was confused beside him, and said in a deep voice: "You go first."

Tang Youyou glanced at Song Zhixing,

and then looked at him, feeling worried. However, she also knew that Tang Yu's words were always unquestionable, so she nodded: "Then I'll go first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around. She took a step forward, turned back, and reminded: "Second brother, don't bully Xingxing. Talk to her nicely."

Tang Yu only uttered three words, "I know."

As soon as Tang Youyou left, Tang Yu looked down at Song Zhixing, his eyes were deep, "Why are you crying?"

"Let me go." Even though she didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of him, she couldn't help crying as soon as she opened her mouth. The misty eyes, under the bright lights, were like broken crystals, causing Tang Yu to feel pain in his heart. Not only did he not let her go, but he stretched out his long arm, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her up. With one hand free, he pushed open the home theater next to the side hall.

There was no light in the home theater, and darkness enveloped them.

Tang Yu's hand moved away from her waist, and Song Zhixing was free. She turned around and wanted to open the door and run out.

Tang Yu turned her over and pressed her heavily against the wall. He stared at her from top to bottom, his eyes full of warnings: "You have already provoked me tonight. Before I really get angry, you'd better not move again!"

Song Zhixing was still covered with misty tears, looking at him bitterly. In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the scene of him and her aunt walking hand in hand into the wedding hall. For a moment, she felt heartbroken.

She thought, she was really hopeless! She was actually thinking about her "little uncle"! But what can she do? She can no longer restrain herself...

She scratched the wall behind her with her fingers, and her fingertips turned white. She cried and sobbed, "Second Uncle, I want to go back, I want to go back..."

"Where to go?"

"...to my grandpa. I don't want to stay in Youcheng anymore..."

Tang Yu's eyebrows jumped fiercely, pinched her chin, lifted her tear-stained face, and said in a low voice, "Do you really want to leave so much? Do you want to stay away from me so much?"

"Yes, I want to leave...I will never come back in the future..." Only by staying away from him, she will not be so sad, right? She will not be so rebellious and have those messy thoughts about him! She will not be jealous...

She is actually jealous of her aunt, which is simply unforgivable.

Tang Yu didn't know what she was thinking. When he heard her say "never come back", he took a deep breath and looked gloomy: "Song Zhixing, do you still have any conscience?"

Song Zhixing didn't have time to refute his accusation. He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her fiercely. No, not a kiss, but a bite.

He seemed to hate her very much and was really angry. With a strong unwillingness, he held her lower lip and bit it hard.

How could there be such a hard-hearted woman? No matter how good he was to her, she would always hurt him and would always want to escape from him...

"It hurts..." Song Zhixing was bitten by him and trembled and moaned. Tang Yu hated and complained, but he couldn't resist the heartache. In the end, he let her go, and Song Zhixing shed more tears. He held her crying little face with his big hand, and said in a low and hoarse voice with hatred and helplessness: "Song Zhixing, if possible, I really want to completely get rid of you!"

This sentence, falling into her ears, only made her feel sad. She looked at him, choking with sobs, "You don't want me anymore... You didn't want me a long time ago..."

His eyes were dark red, "Who doesn't want who?"

He asked himself that he could never do without her. Whether she loved him or not.

Song Zhixing's chest was too uncomfortable, she couldn't suppress it, and just wanted to vent her feelings. Whether it was jealousy, sadness, or resentment - she couldn't bear it anymore.

She pinched his shirt collar with both hands, and her hands were shaking with tears, "I know you are going to marry my aunt soon, I know everything... I heard it all..."

The last few words, the voice, were broken as if they would be blown away by the wind.

Tang Yu was shocked by her words. His Adam's apple rolled, and there was no sound for a long time. He could only look at the girl in his arms who was crying. After a while, he was afraid that he was being sentimental, so he asked in a hoarse voice: "So... you are crying like this?"

She choked and couldn't speak.

However, in Tang Yu's opinion, this was a tacit agreement. This little thing was a stubborn person. If it wasn't for the fact, she would have denied it.

Tang Yu's eyes were blazing, and in the dark night, all kinds of emotions were shining, blazing brightly, "You don't want me to be your uncle anymore?"