Outside, it was dark.

In the room, Song Zhixing didn't turn on the light, just sat on the bed all the time, motionless, as if his soul had been drained.

Tang Yu walked in, and when he saw her by the light outside, his heart was a little turbulent, and his throat was astringent.

Raise your hand and turn on the light. The strong light made her extremely uncomfortable, her red and swollen eyes narrowed in pain, and her little face was slightly tilted to the side. Because of crying, now a pair of eyes are red and swollen like two walnuts.

Tang Yu glanced at her, put the food aside, and said, "Go wash your face and come to eat." ”

Song Zhixing's pale lips moved, "...... I can't eat it. ”

The four words, the voice is as weak as a gnat, as if floating from a distant abyss, and like a wisp of smoke, as if the wind blows, it will disappear.

Completely, disappeared into his world......

Tang Yu's hand hanging by his side, shook it forbearingly, and said patiently: "If you can't eat it, you have to eat it." ”

Song Zhixing bit his lip, simply pretending that he couldn't hear it, lowered his head sullenly, and didn't reply to his words.

Tang Yu was the kind of person who could make her ignore herself, and he was disgusted with the feeling that he couldn't control at this moment. I pressed the remote control, set up the small table on the bed, and put the meal together. In the next moment, he forcibly clasped her little face, lifted her up, and scooped the rice with a spoon and fed it to her lips. Song Zhixing was about to push him away, but in the next moment, Tang Yu restrained his wrist with one hand. His hands were easily cut behind his back. His broad chest pressed against her, and his dark, complicated eyes fixed on her, making it a little difficult for her to breathe.

"Song Zhixing, I said, you can toss me as much as you want, but you are not allowed to toss yourself. If you want to go on a hunger strike, you have to ask me if I agree or not! Tang Yu bit every word hard, and his breath sprayed on her face.

Song Zhixing looked at the man in front of him, his heart was twisted into a ball, "Do you know how cruel you are like this?" ”

"It's come to this...... But you still ask me to eat and sleep normally like a normal person, and even ...... Still with you? Song Zhixing's hand broke away from his wrist. She grabbed his hand and pressed it tightly on her chest, her voice hoarse as if it was broken, "Second uncle, my heart is alive and flesh and blood. I will know how to be grateful, and I will be tempted by you. But...... I will also ache and hate. ”

"You can toss you with me, but do you think ...... Can I really do anything with you? She sniffed, as if helpless, and the hand holding his wrist was trembling, "Second uncle, what can I do with you?" I can't do anything with you......"

She shook her head wildly and asked herself: "You are my sky, my earth, and my everything." What can I do with you? ”

Tang Yu's hand pressed her chest, and all the pain in her heart seemed to be transmitted to the tip of his heart through the palm of her hand, shaking his heart and feeling unbearable. He lowered the spoon and hugged her tightly to his chest, his chin resting heavily on top of her head.

"Xingxing, I don't force you to accept it all at once. But...... Promise me not to leave me. "The second master of the Tang family, who has always been high, said at this moment, with a hint of pleading. He took her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it affectionately and sadly, "Give us another chance, give each other's marriage a chance." Okay? ”

Every word he uttered, to Song Zhixing, was like bewitchment. If it weren't for what Su Fengjin did that was too unforgivable, maybe ...... She really nodded her head at that.

Song Zhixing leaned on his chest, listening to the heartbeat, and after a while, he closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind: "Second uncle, I want to go back to my grandfather......"

Tang Yu was shocked. The hand pressed against her lower back, tense. In the end, he just said depressedly: "This is your home, you can't go anywhere but here." ”

He just brought her back!

to let her come back to herself!

How can I let go?

She tugged at his shirt with her fingers and looked up at him with tears in her eyes, her voice broken and pleading, "Let me go." Tang Yu, let me get out of here...... I want to go to my grandfather......"

Tang Yu held her hand, tense. Tight to the point that the green tendons are faintly highlighted.

He ran his fingers through her hair, and his big palm cupped her broken little face, "Give me a reason to find him." ”

"When people are injured, they need to find a safe place to lick their wounds. Now I have nowhere to go but my grandfather's...... Isn't it? ”

There is nowhere to go.

Four words, stabbing Tang Yu fiercely.

However, there is really nowhere to go, and Li Qiming is definitely not a good place to go!

"Don't talk about that." Tang Yu's hand slid down her face, "Eat first." ”

"Tang Imperial ......"

Tang Yu didn't seem to hear it, and didn't look at her, "I'll accompany you outside after dinner, and ...... to relax."

"Tang Yu, let me go......" Song Zhixing's pleading voice was raised, and even, in order to let this man really hear the voice in her heart, she got up from the bed, stood on the carpet barefoot, and stared at him stubbornly, "You can't put me under house arrest, tomorrow...... I'm leaving, I'm leaving here, leaving the Tang family......"

Tang Yu's eyebrows jumped.

There was a loud bang, and the bowl in his hand was put back on the table heavily, and he was so strong that the table shook so hard that the bowl almost shattered.

Song Zhixing met his gloomy gaze, his heart trembled, and his hands hanging by his side clenched subconsciously. Such a Tang Yu, she is not afraid.

In the next moment, I only heard Tang Yu's cold voice ringing in my ears, "Song Zhixing, stop wishful thinking like a fool!" ”

Song Zhixing looked at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand. What is wishful thinking?

Tang Yu stood up from the bed and looked down at her from top to bottom, "You treat them as relatives, but is Li Qiming really a relative for you?" ”

Her pale lips quivered, "...... What do you want to say? ”

He looked at her as if he were going to see her through. For Song Zhixing at this moment, every word he said next was absolutely cruel.

"Everything that happened back then, Li Qiming knows better than anyone else. You are disgusted with me, and you are disgusted that everyone in the Tang family is an accomplice in concealing this matter. But, what about your grandfather and your aunt? How can they get out? ”

Song Zhixing's eyelashes fluttered, her lips fluttered, she wanted to say something, back and forth with his words, to defend her grandfather and aunt, but she found that her throat was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

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