His heart deserves the best in this world, she shouldn't just settle for it.
"I know if it's suitable for me, why do you make the decision for me?" Shangxin retorted without showing any weakness.
"..."
Tang Yuansi clenched the steering wheel again, and in the next second, he slowly opened his lips, "You have called me Brother Xiao Si for so many years, you should still remember that I am your brother."
Shangxin: "..."
Tang Yuansi looked sideways at her, "Is it the same hotel as last time?"
She bit her lip and ignored him.
He didn't speak any more, started the car and drove towards the previous hotel.
Along the way, neither of them spoke.
In the car, there was a quiet atmosphere, mixed with the smell of the two people being familiar with each other.
Many scenes that were deliberately forgotten came to mind bit by bit as I was alone.
Including that night.
No one expected the accident that would happen.
The hug she begged for became the last straw that broke his nerves.
He carried her into the room.
It's as gentle as holding a fragile porcelain doll, carefully placing it in the vagina.
She was crying very sad at that time, tightly clutching his skirt and not letting go.
His kiss came so suddenly and so passionately.
It was like a fire, trying to burn her down.
This is the man she has loved for twenty years.
She has no resistance to everything about him.
If he wants it, she will give it.
That night, they were all crazy like a carnival before death. She had never seen such a crazy Tang Yuansi.
Holding her, asking for it over and over again.
As if to rub her into his body.
Before she fell asleep, she seemed to be able to hear him whispering in her ear, saying that he loves her, only loves her...
She was still thinking at the time that she must be too tired.
Too tired to hallucinate.
If he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't even touch her, so how could he love her.
If he loved her, how could he be willing to push her away again and again
Soon, she fell asleep.
When I woke up, there was no one around me.
Wrapped in a quilt, Shang Xin searched around the room, but did not see his shadow.
Just when she thought that after the relationship between the two of them, he left without saying a word, she suddenly saw a figure on the balcony.
She walked over almost without hesitation, and gently opened the curtains.
Tang Yuansi is still there.
He was only wrapped in a bathrobe, showing his strong chest.
The early morning wind was a bit cool, blowing on the person's body, making him shiver from the cold, but he didn't seem to feel it.
Between the index finger and middle finger, there is a cigarette.
Already halfway through the fire, blue smoke lingered on his handsome face.
Under his feet, there were cigarette butts scattered all over the place.
I don't know how long I've been sitting here, and how much I've smoked...
Between the brows, there is unconcealable fatigue and annoyance.
Seeing this scene, Shangxin's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone!
This is the man she loves, and no one knows better than her what every expression on his face represents.
He regrets it.
regretful.
A person who usually does not smoke suddenly smokes so much.
His brows were furrowed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
Everywhere is telling his regret.
She remembered that he would use nicotine to numb himself only when he was extremely irritable and had nowhere to vent.
Now, after their first relationship, he hides by himself and smokes so much...
Shang Xin bit her lip, tears fell down almost uncontrollably.