My heart, with these words, fluttered violently.

His face also snorted, and he turned red.

In order to hide my emotions, I moved my body, automatically skipped the question, and said vaguely: "Mr. Zhang, I'll go wash the dishes." ”

Who knew that Zhang Minglang stubbornly pressed my hand on the refrigerator door, changed his serious tone, looked at me and asked, "Chen Sansan, do you still have feelings for me?" Did you struggle when you left me? Have you compared? Have you ever felt even a little bit of loss? Or did you simply not hesitate to choose someone else? ”

I twisted my face to the side and said perfunctorily, "I don't want to talk about the past." ”

However, Zhang Minglang broke my face with his other hand, and still stubbornly asked: "In your heart, what was I once counted?" A lifebuoy you just encountered in Shenzhen? Or an ordinary person who dispels your loneliness? Say, tell me, I want to hear it. “

I hung my head down, and my eyes instantly turned red.

At that moment, how pretentious I was, I wanted to say: "Zhang Minglang, you idiot, you low EQ idiot, I like you!" It hasn't stopped! ”

But I can't.

With the accumulation of time, the cruel reality has taught me not only to grit my teeth and survive when it is difficult, but also to teach me a very important truth, that is, many times we must be duplicitous, because only by keeping our mouths silent is the greatest fulfillment.

And what a sad thing that can't be self-contained, is that there is a kind of love in this world that needs to be fulfilled by parting.

It's not that I say how holy the White Lotus is, but that I am so clear and clear that I am so dirty that it is difficult to match the clean love he has given.

So I finally held back my tears, looked up, put on a false mask of ruthlessness and unrighteousness, and said with a heart of stone, "I'm sorry, I've never loved you." ”

But this sentence angered Zhang Minglang.

Within seconds of me being able to react, he suddenly put his other hand over my face, pressed me against the top of the refrigerator, pressed my face with both hands, and he leaned over it.

His lips were cold and moist, like a fish with only seven seconds of memory, rampage, without the slightest warmth to speak of.

I struggled to the death, but he pinned me down and couldn't move.

I don't know if it was because of grievances or other emotions, my tears rushed down in such a sudden kiss.

But Zhang Minglang didn't let me go, he wrapped his hand around me, scooped me up and walked to the sofa, threw me on the sofa, and in my frightened eyes, he took off the shirt he was wearing, and pressed down on me with his bare body.

I tried to push him away, but he pressed down on me like a stubborn rock, and my hand was held down, and I could only kick back and forth with my foot, but it was useless.

In a vicious tone, Zhang Minglang gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Sansan, you have to pay for what you said!" Am I acting too gentlemanly to make you think I have no heart? Thought I wouldn't be in pain? I'll do it for you today! I don't care! ”

I don't know if I was dominated by hatred or desire, Zhang Minglang's expression looked a little hideous, and he was really merciless when he tore my clothes.

Suddenly, my eyes were captivated by those tears.

At that moment, probably only I knew my despair, I said in despair: "Zhang Minglang, if you want to see me die, then you follow your thoughts." “