Song Zhixing raised her head and stared at Tang Yu with tearful eyes. Suddenly, she understood his good intentions. He didn't want to give up on her or drive her away, but to make her feel less embarrassed and regretful.
"If... I really leave, will you miss me?" Song Zhixing asked with a sob. Compared to just now, the haze in his heart has dissipated a lot. However, he couldn't be happy when he thought about separation.
Tang Yu pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing. He just tightened his arms and hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to brand her into his bones and blood. Song Zhixing's fingers tightly grasped the front of his shirt, "Tang Yu, I will miss you, I will miss you very much..."
Even though she hasn't left yet, she's already starting to miss him.
This little thing never said any sweet words to him. In the past, he couldn't even hear a few nice words. At this moment, Tang Yu suddenly heard her say such sincere words, and his heart trembled, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. With a slightly heavy breath, he grabbed her chin, pressed her lips, and kissed her hard. This time, she didn't avoid him like she did just now, but hugged his neck, stood on tiptoes, and responded enthusiastically.
As they kissed, tears of reluctance flowed down her face. In fact, it was only a short separation, but even just a short separation made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Her heart seemed to be torn apart.
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I don't know how long they kissed before they finally reluctantly pulled away from each other's lips.
Song Zhixing's hands were still hanging on Tang Yu's neck. Tang Yu put one arm around her waist and wiped the tears from her face with the other.
"Are you still going to watch a movie?" he asked. The chaotic emotions in my heart calmed down a little.
Song Zhixing shook his head, "I want to go back."
"Okay. Let's go back then."
Song Zhixing was not in the mood for dates or movies. She just wanted to be with Tang Yu, just the two of them, quietly, even if they didn't do anything.
On the way back, Tang Yu drove, and Song Zhixing leaned on his shoulder, staring at the view outside the window in a daze. For the first time, he realized that a short separation from someone could be so painful.
After getting in the car and driving back to the villa, Tang Yu took off his suit and said to her, "Go to the restaurant and wait for me. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes."
"Okay. I'll go wash my hands." Song Zhixing turned and walked into the bathroom.
Tang Yu looked at the figure from behind, went upstairs, and called Li Hanyan.
"I agree, you can take her away."
"Thank you." After a long silence, Li Hanyan spoke in a gloomy voice.
"You don't have to thank me. I just don't want to make things difficult for her." Tang Yu's tone was always calm. "As soon as the old man's condition gets a little better, I will take her back immediately."
Li Hanyan felt as if needles were pricking her heart. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she stopped herself from speaking.
"And—" Tang Yu paused, looking down at the slender figure downstairs from upstairs, "She cares about you very much, so I will allow her to go back with you, but don't expect me to really give up on her. She is in poor health, and you must make sure you carry her medicine with you at all times. If anything goes wrong, I will pick her up immediately."
Li Hanyan's breathing was trembling. When he spoke again, his voice changed slightly. "Do you really want to marry her?"
"I thought I made that clear."
"What about your mother? You don't care about my feelings, and you don't care about your mother's feelings either?"
Tang Yu looked a little depressed. He really didn't like to hear people talk about the past. "This is our Tang family's time. I will handle it myself."
"What about Xingxing? If she knew the truth of what happened, how would you let her deal with it? How would she be with you? If Xingxing knew all this, she would go crazy!"
"So, you must keep your mouth shut!" Tang Yu spoke every word with great emphasis, not allowing any objection. He warned, "If you dare to talk nonsense in front of Xingxing, think about the consequences!"
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After dinner, Tang Yu was originally reading documents in the study. But in fact, he didn't have much in mind. He flipped through her calligraphy and looked at the words "Tang Yu" on them, and more complicated emotions emerged in his heart.
Finally, he closed the document, stood up, opened the study door and went out.
When I got to her room, I heard Sister Li muttering, "You're going there, you're not familiar with the place, why did Second Master agree?"
"Yeah." Song Zhixing responded.
"I'm just worried that the people there won't be able to take good care of you. You're picky about food, so what if you can't get used to the food there?"
"You don't have to worry too much. Everything will be fine once you get used to it. Besides, grandpa is also from Youcheng, so there must be a chef from Youcheng in the kitchen." Song Zhixing comforted Sister Li.
"That's good. But you don't understand what J Country is saying, right? So what should I do?"
"Aunt is here! If you don't understand, just ask her."
Sister Li became more and more worried as she spoke, and she kept sighing, which made Song Zhixing's eyes red.
Tang Yu stood at the door and listened for a while before pushing the door open and going in. Hearing the noise, both of them looked towards the door. Sister Li was originally sitting on the sofa packing up her things, and when she saw him, she quickly stood up, "Second Master."
"Yeah." Tang Yu's expression was also a little serious, and his eyes fell on Song Zhixing. Song Zhixing was folding clothes, and raised her eyes to meet his, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes.
Tang Yu turned his gaze away and reminded Sister Li: "It's winter over there now, prepare some winter clothes for her."
"Okay, Master."
"And don't forget your hat and gloves."
"yes."
After Tang Yu finished his instructions, he waved to Song Zhixing, and Song Zhixing immediately put down her work. Tang Yu took her by the hand and went to his room.
As soon as the door closed, he pressed her against the door panel, looking at her with burning eyes, his breathing slightly heavy. That look seemed to want to brand her entire being into his heart and engrave her on the tip of his heart.
Song Zhixing's heart beat fast, and her nose felt sore at the look in his eyes. He lifted her chin with his long fingers, and his thin lips found her lips accurately, and kissed her lingeringly. This kiss was not as passionate and strong as the previous ones, but long and delicate. It was as if he wanted to slowly and carefully taste all her flavors. Song Zhixing couldn't stand his fierce kiss, and now the kiss was so gentle and delicate, it was even more seductive. After a while, her legs became weak from being kissed. In the past, she would suppress it and try not to let herself moan, but at this moment, she no longer cared about those reserved and shy, and just wanted to convey the deepest feelings in her heart to him.
Her red lips moved, and she let out a sweet moan. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
Tang Yu held her hips and asked in a restrained manner, "Can you do it?"
“… Yeah.” She nodded.