Chapter Fifty-Four: Self-inflicted Affection?

Hu Xintong stared at Wang Zi's hand turning the page without blinking, one page, two pages, three pages...... Then before he could turn to the annotation, Wang Zi closed the fairy tale collection and handed it to Hu Xintong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I've finished reading this book, I'll give it to you, Sister Tong!"

"......" The corners of Hu Xintong's mouth twitched, and he couldn't wait to take the fairy tale collection directly and slap it on Wang Zi's face.

Hu Xintong laughed dryly: "No need, you open it and take a look at the contents of it, and see if it's the one you lost!" ”

Wang Zi blinked when he heard this.

Do you still need to look at this?

The first page has its own signature, so you don't need to open it at all!

"No need!"

"Open it and take a look, just look at how the signature confirms that it's yours, and look at the content inside, such as annotations and the like."

"I've memorized everything in it, so I don't need to read it!"

If you want to see it, you can see it, you can't let me confess to you in person!

Hu Xintong was suddenly a little crazy: "If you open it, you will open it for me, and it won't delay you much time if you look at it twice." ”

Wang Zi heard that it was a little strange, but he didn't continue to ask, but chose to listen to Sister Tong's words, and once again opened the fairy tale collection, skipping the story of Sleeping Beauty, and turning to the page of his annotation.

After a cursory sweep, Wang Zi's expression was suffocated, the extra words under the annotations were too obvious, not only the handwriting was different, but even the color of the font was different, and the red font could not be ignored at all.

"Before your most painful moment comes, I am willing to appear before you and become a ...... Your 'prince' will become the 'prince' who can stay with you for the rest of your life - Hu Xintong! ”

The number of words is not much, and he can remember it in his mind with a light sweep, but Wang Zi read it word by word, and when he read this line of words, his heart inexplicably rose into ecstasy, but the next moment this ecstasy turned into hesitation.

What is the consciousness of this sentence?

Although Wang Zi has not experienced many people, this does not mean that Wang Zi is stupid, it should be said that on the contrary, Wang Zi is very smart, the moment he saw this sentence, he already understood the potential meaning of this sentence.

But he himself was a little incredulous.

Sister Tong also likes herself?

But at the same time, hesitation and fear also rose in his heart...... He was afraid that he would not be able to restrain the desire in his heart, so he confessed to Sister Tong...... their own mind.

Absolutely, absolutely not!!

Because Sister Tong will never be happy with her, she will only live in the eyes of the public, and in the opposition of her family, it is better to extinguish the hope between the two now than to let Sister Tong regret it in the future.

A faint flash of crystal flashed in Wang Zi's eyes, but in the next second, he directly ...... Reaching out with his hand, he tore off the page of the annotation, crumpled it into a ball of paper, and threw it into the distance.

looked as if he didn't care at all, then turned his back to Hu Xintong, and his voice was full of alienation: "I'm sorry, I don't like people scribbling on my things, this font is really ugly!" ”

Hu Xintong looked at Wang Zi's back in a daze, and tears instantly soaked her cheeks.

Originally...... Am I all being amorous?

Tears couldn't stop flowing, and they fell down the ground along his face, Hu Xintong didn't wipe them, but looked at Wang Zi's back, as if he was longing, longing for the owner of this back to turn his head.

But it was destined to be just her extravagant hope, and her back did not have the slightest intention of turning around.

"Really...... I'm sorry, I'll pay you for the fairy tale set! Hu Xintong's tone was extremely choked, but he pretended to be normal and said.

Wang Zi, who was facing away from her, shook his head: "No need! There was some hoarseness in the voice, as if it could not cry out and swallow tears into the throat, dry and indifferent.

The sense of isolation in those words, even Hu Xintong could clearly feel it, although she couldn't understand why it became like this, but ...... She has been rejected for this kind of thing, and she still knows it.

Although she wanted to come forward and cry loudly and ask why she rejected herself, Hu Xintong couldn't do it, she still wanted to keep her last bit of dignity, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!

And now the best option for her is...... Leave.

However, Hu Xintong still looked at Wang Zi's back for a while, and said softly: "Goodbye!" Then he turned around and left the park, and this goodbye can be said to be a farewell, or it can be said to be an end to the experience of this time.

Hu Xintong's pace is very fast, and it can even be called running, and it didn't take long for his figure to disappear into the darkness.

Bang Bang -

In the silent park, there was a faint crisp sound, and the stones under Wang Zi's feet were already covered with water marks, which were tears oozing from the zipper of his hooded trench coat.

Before he knew it, the tears had soaked his trench coat and soaked the hooded chains.

Renbo slowly walked out of the hidden place, and walked behind Wang Zi step by step, but he didn't speak, but stood there quietly, he wanted Wang Zi to cry as much as he wanted at this moment, and cry willfully.

Wang Zi cried for a long, long time, and the tears were like a collapsed dam, and no matter how much he tried to block it, he couldn't stay.

After a long time, Wang Zi moved, and the direction he was going was where the paper ball he discarded was, after picking up the paper ball, he touched the tears in his eyes with his sleeve, and cleaned up the water marks on the zipper of his hat.

After doing all this, he carefully opened the paper along the creases, tried to smooth the folds on it, and looked at the fonts written by the red water-based pen.

Wang Zi could no longer endure the sadness in his patience, and carefully folded the paper in half in his hard throat, only protecting it on his chest.

"Young master, let's go back!" Renbo stepped forward to support Wang Zi's somewhat shaky body, and his tone revealed the emotion of a father, this young master he saw growing up since he was a child, for Renbo, who has no children and no daughters, has always been his favorite relative in his heart!

Renbo helped Wang Zi all the way to the car, sent him to the co-pilot, and then sat down until the main driver drove away.

And the moment Wang Zi got into the car, there was a cry in his mouth, the folded paper was protected by him on his chest, and the whole person curled up in the co-pilot crying unscrupulously.

All the way to the villa...... Wang Zi's tears still didn't stay, so he entered the computer room, closed the door, and locked himself inside.

Outside the computer room, Wang Zi's grandmother Wang Kaiyan, Butler Ren, and those maids all gathered here, and everyone had worries on their faces.

Time passed little by little, but there was no response in the room, and anxiety appeared on everyone's faces...... Worried about whether Wang Zi in the room would do something stupid.

This situation lasted for nearly two hours, the door of the room was pushed open, and Wang Zi, who was red and swollen eyes, walked out of the room, and after glancing at everyone, a hoarse voice slowly came out: "Can you help me flush some money into the game?" ”