The air around him seemed to be frozen, and even Zonai was frightened by the scene in front of him.
Yun Xiao's hand stopped under his cheek. It was obvious that his emotions made his actions rough. He couldn't control himself not to think that way.
"Go back with me and don't ask me to repeat it again." Yun Xiao dropped these words and left the room first.
Tang Ling, who was stunned on the spot, had a deep red mark on half of his face. His eyes were dull and he went straight to get the small brocade box on the bedside table.
"Atang, do you really want to go back with him?" Zuo Nai finally came to his senses and stepped forward to block his return.
His eyes were already full of tears, and he pursed his lips and uttered a few words:
"If I don't go back, I'm afraid Yun Xiao... won't want me anymore."
The weak and helpless man in front of him and the smiling junior student in his memory have become two people. Zonai can feel that the boy in his heart is getting further and further away.
In the end, he let Tang Ling go.
These were all things he decided a few years ago, and they couldn't just change.
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Both of them were silent along the way. The car was driving quickly on the road, and the dim yellow street lights kept flashing across the figures in the car window.
The man turned his head and looked out the window, sniffing his sore nose.
Returning to the imperial garden, Yun Xiao entered the house without looking back. Tang Ling did not go in. Instead, she sat down alone on the bench near the tulip field to relax her mood.
Not long after he sat down, he heard the sound of things being smashed one after another inside. This process lasted for nearly five minutes.
Tang Ling hung her head tiredly, the marks on her cheeks still lingering, the muscles on her body were getting more and more painful, and there was also a burn where her trouser legs rubbed against her thighs.
He was so tired and wanted to rest.
Tang Ling looked at the tulips on the ground that were blooming perfectly. The fragrance of the flowers swallowed up his sad mood.
Suddenly, a pair of bare feet fell into his eyes, and he looked up. Yun Xiao was covered in sweat, his shirt was open, and his eyes were aggressive.
When he thought of Gao Yadong's group of beasts during the day, he still had a lot of shadows in his heart.
"I don't want to do it today." Tang Ling lowered his head again, knowing that Yun Xiao was still angry.
Yun Xiao originally wanted to apologize for hitting him just now. After hearing his explanation, the matter would be over. She didn't expect Tang Ling to say such words, and she was filled with anger in an instant. She stepped forward to pick him up and walked straight to the bedroom in the house.
"It's not up to you whether you want to do it or not."
Tang Ling, who was thrown on the bed by Yun Xiao, resisted at first, but later she lost the strength and could only beg him to let her go.
Yun Xiao suddenly tore open his shirt and suddenly stopped, discovering bruises in several places on his body, and his expression became increasingly gloomy. He started to pull down his pants faster, and the bloody mark on his thigh pierced his eyes.
"Are you and Zonai having so much fun?" His tone was cold and sarcastic.
Only then did Tang Ling realize that Yun Xiao had misunderstood him more and more deeply, both in the hotel just now and now.
Yun Xiao has never trusted him.
"You can be with him, can't I just find a lover like you?" Tang Ling asked him in disappointment.
But Yun Xiao's answer made him confused.
"Anyone can, but not Zonai. You can only be mine."
After Yun Xiao finished speaking seriously, he still took off all his clothes and directly forced himself on him.
Tang Ling was like a kite that fell to the ground with its string broken, letting him play with it, but at some point, he couldn't catch it.
He loved Tang Ling, but he found that this love had turned into a pathological and compulsive love at some point.
He loves Tang Ling and wishes he was Zuo Nai.
He is the one that Tang Ling cares about.