But Zhang Yun still endured his sorrow, and whispered softly to her for the last time:

"Xiaohui, promise me that I will not commit suicide in the future, I am just a bastard, there is no need to lose my life for people like me, so, live well, you will meet a good man who really belongs to you, and I will never appear in front of you again!"

In the end, the sadness in Zhang Yun's heart was completely boiling, originally Zhang Yun had always thought that he didn't like Song Chuhui, at most he only pity and sympathy, but now, Zhang Yun finally understood how painful it was to lose his beloved.

It turned out that he had unconsciously fallen in love with Song Chuhui, but unfortunately, when Zhang Yun realized it, the two had to break up, and all of this was Zhang Yun's own sin.

Even so, Song Chuhui still didn't have any reaction, and still lay there with a dead face, but Zhang Yun still chose to leave, he first dressed himself silently, and then picked up Song Chuhui's clothes that he threw everywhere and helped her dress neatly.

Rao is like this, Song Chuhui's upper body is still only wearing the pink hood, and the T-shirt has already been torn to pieces by Zhang Yun.

Before leaving, Zhang Yun couldn't help but kiss Song Chuhui lightly on the forehead, smiled gently, and looked very calm.

It's just that at the moment when Zhang Yun turned his head, a cold teardrop gently hit Song Chuhui's pretty face, and at the same time, the wrench on Zhang Yun's left hand flashed inexplicably, and a light shot into Song Chuhui's eyes.

Then Zhang Yun got up and prepared to leave, but when Zhang Yun walked to the door of the bedroom, Song Chuhui's trembling voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Where are you going, you can't go!"

Zhang Yun's footsteps faltered, but for some reason, he didn't look back, but just comforted softly:

"Xiaohui, forget about me, I'm just a bastard, goodbye!"

After saying that, Zhang Yun flashed out of the bedroom, twisted open Song Chuhui's door and was about to leave, but the next moment, Song Chuhui stumbled out, hugged Zhang Yun's waist tightly, and cried:

"You can't go, I won't let you go!"

If Zhang Yun looked back, he could see Song Chuhui's pretty face that had been completely drowned in tears, and a pair of beautiful eyes had become extremely red.

Zhang Yun was stunned, he didn't understand why Song Chuhui suddenly became so excited, obviously just now he still looked like he was loveless, for a while, Zhang Yun fell into an unprecedented entanglement, but he still said ruthlessly:

"Xiaohui, let me go, you have to be good, remember our agreement, I promise you, I will never appear in front of you in this life."

But Song Chuhui's reaction was far beyond Zhang Yun's expectations, shaking his head desperately, crying bitterly until he choked and said:

"No, you can't go, I can't lose you again, you give me back!"

Saying that, Song Chuhui frantically hugged Zhang Yun and dragged him back, seeing this, Zhang Yun was shocked, forcibly shook Song Chuhui away, opened the door and was about to leave, but at this moment, Song Chuhui said to him sadly:

"If you dare to go, I'll die for you!"

Zhang Yun was shocked, and subconsciously turned his head, but accidentally exposed his weakness, and met Song Chuhui's eyes on the spot.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Zhang Yun's face was already full of tears, and one after another crystal tears flowed across Zhang Yun's little face, leaving a faint tear stain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Xiaohui, you, didn't you promise me not to commit suicide again, you ・・・・・・"

At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Song Chuhui with a resolute appearance that was ready to die at any time, and he was almost angry with her.

But Song Chuhui threw himself into his arms like a wounded child, crying painfully while scolding him for being a fool, and holding him with two little hands like white jade.

Zhang Yun was stunned, he found that he couldn't figure out the situation in front of him at all, he felt very strange from the beginning, obviously Song Chuhui was desperate for him, how could he still treat him like this, it was so unusual that Zhang Yun was a little afraid.

However, before Zhang Yun could figure out these questions, Song Chuhui stood on tiptoe, took the initiative to seal his lips, pressed Zhang Yun against the wall, and kissed him vigorously, just like a traveler who was thirsty to death in the desert, madly obsessed with Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun couldn't resist Song Chuhui, so he had to cater to her, the two of them didn't know how long they were obsessed, until the night fell, and after the incident, Song Chuhui didn't make any other moves, just lying quietly on Zhang Yun's chest, without saying a word.

Zhang Yun hesitated and asked tentatively:

"Xiaohui, have you forgiven me?"

Hearing this, Song Chuhui actually smiled "poof", stretched out his hand and poked Zhang Yun's little face, and said angrily:

"If I don't forgive you, why should I keep you, add to myself!"

Well, the more Zhang Yun thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he forgave him for Mao Song Chuhui for no reason, so he continued to probe and said:

"That, Megumi, can you tell me why you forgive me, I ・・・・・・"

However, without waiting for Zhang Yun to finish, Song Chuhui took the initiative to kiss him on the lips again, and pushed him all the way to the big bed in the bedroom, planning to strip Zhang Yun of his clothes, obviously to do that.

Song Chuhui's move further provoked Zhang Yun to be full of questions, just now she was so afraid and resisted to be like him, why was she so active at this time, Zhang Yun decisively removed her lips, and said without shame:

"Xiaohui, didn't you just want to do this with me, why now?"

"You have to take care of it, I can do it if I want, you are my boyfriend, can you only cater to me?"

Although Song Chuhui said righteously, Zhang Yun still saw Song Chuhui's unnaturalness, which made Zhang Yun have a sense of déjà vu at the Last Supper, and he was afraid that Song Chuhui would do something scary.

On the spot, Zhang Yun turned over and pressed Song Chuhui under him, and said:

"Xiaohui, you promised me that you won't commit suicide again, I'm just a big bastard with six boats, is it worth it for you to treat me like this, I won't fulfill you, you will die of this heart, I would rather you hate me to death in this life, than you die with remorse!"

Eh, this time it was Song Chuhui's turn to be stunned, a pair of big red eyes that were crying looked at Zhang Yun in a blink, and suddenly, Song Chuhui couldn't stop laughing, laughing so much that the flowers and branches trembled.

Song Chuhui was made to cry and laugh by Zhang Yun, she didn't expect that Zhang Yun mistakenly thought that she was going to commit suicide after making the last peace with him.

For a while, the whole room was filled with Song Chuhui's sweet laughter, and Zhang Yun was full of black lines when he laughed, and it took a long time for Song Chuhui to stop, sighed, and said softly:

"Xiaoyun, can you answer me a question?"