Sheng Zhiyu felt both self-deprecating and angry in his heart. The self-deprecating thing was that no matter what he did, Xi Li would never see him. There was always only the fourth brother in her eyes. The angry thing was that even if the fourth brother had Xi Li still loves him so much that he gives up on him.
She shouldn't be like this.
She has been the pride of these playboys since she was a child. When she was very young, her mother-in-law always said: "Look at how powerful your sister Xili is, she will be a heroine in the future!"
So he looked at her, and he had been looking at her since he was a child.
He was still looking at her today, but he was watching her cry while drinking.
Sheng Zhiyu walked over with a sullen face and stretched out his arms to pick up the person who was slumped on the couch.
Ji Xili took the initiative and hugged his neck tightly, lying on his neck and sobbing, feeling weaker than ever before.
She said: "Why...can't you like me...I...I obviously want you to like me...a little bit...just like me a little bit..."
Sheng Zhiyu paused, looked down at the person in his arms, and said softly: "I like you very much, more than a little."
"Why do you want to go to her... She doesn't like you, I don't like you... She wants to leave on her own... Why do you still go..."
Ji Xili bit his shoulder and bit down hard, causing pain to him and pain to himself.
Sheng Zhiyu remained motionless and allowed her to bite his shoulder. Finally, his brows twitched. His hand holding her slender waist tightened slightly, and he put her down on the couch. He leaned over her and stared at her coldly. The person underneath him spoke one word at a time: "Ji Xili, see clearly who I am."
Ji Xili couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and just watched him cry.
Sheng Zhiyu only felt that his heart was getting more and more blocked, and he lowered his head suddenly to cover her unclearly mumbling lips, fearing that some name he didn't want to hear would come out of her mouth. He kissed her, but he was not happy at all.
He simply didn't want to hear those words, words that had nothing to do with him.
Perhaps his hand on her waist was too hard. Ji Xili slowly opened her blurred eyes in pain and saw the person clearly among the blurry outlines. She felt a little more awake and felt She felt even more uncomfortable and wanted to push him away, but he was on top of her and she was so drunk that she couldn't move at all. When he finally left her lips, Ji Xili shouted in a hissing voice: "Get away..."
" Ji Me, you don’t want to see me. But, Sister Xili, you don’t have to hide from me. I never wanted to hurt you, I just like you... "
Ji Xi parted and turned his head, his eyes red, "I... don't like you..."
Sheng Zhiyu looked down at her, raised his lips and smiled, looking extremely romantic, "I know."
Swallowing back all the bitterness in his tone.
He lowered his eyes and picked her up, "I'll take you back."
"I...walk by myself..."
Sheng Zhiyu didn't listen to her and stubbornly carried her away from Lan Yue Pavilion.
However, just as he came downstairs, he saw a man in blue shirt walking up to the attic. Seeing him, he leaned against the corridor again. When he came down, he raised his lips and mocked: "What a coincidence, every time my sister is drunk for five The prince is here."