Han Mo's movements paused, I thought he was going to let me go, but he suddenly laughed: "No? Fu Yao, do you have the right to say no? ”

As he spoke, he grabbed my arm and threw me directly onto the bed, and took off my jeans, and the white pants were exposed, as if I was ashamed, showing them in front of him.

He pressed me on the bed with one hand, and I couldn't move my whole body when he pressed my back with one hand, and his face was pressed tightly under the sheet, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't catch anything real.

"Han Mo, let me go! Jiang Feiyi and I really didn't have anything happening, I just drank some milk and vomited before going out, I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything! ”

I can't do anything other than this hoarse explanation. I don't know why he was so angry all of a sudden, but I could guess from his words that he probably thought that Jiang Feiyi and I had done something unsightly in the dozens of minutes that night when we went back.

He must have thought that I was lowly and inferior to Bego.

I pleaded incessantly, tears streaming from my eyes, and the sheets beneath me were already wet.

But as if he hadn't heard me, the movements of his hands continued.

His jeans were pulled off by him, and my hand grabbed his hand pressed against my back, trying to turn over, but I couldn't shake his hand at all.

When that hand touched the edge of my last garment, I was so desperate that I buried my head in the sheet, hoping that the sheet would suffocate me.

"Han Mo! No, I beg you, no-"

When my phone rang, I knew what it meant to live after the catastrophe.

His hand on me finally let go, but it didn't quite let go, just grabbed my shoulders and pressed me into his arms as I got up and pulled my pants up.

Han Mo glanced at me before answering the phone, and the warning in his eyes was obvious, if I dared to say a word, oh no, I dared to make a little noise, he would strangle me to death at any time.

I didn't want to be strangled to death by him, so I could only cover my mouth and shrink into his arms without daring to come out.

"What's the matter?"

His tone was a little rushed, and I don't know if it was because of his anger at me, or if he was angry with the person on the other end of the line.

The person on the other end of the line didn't know what to say, but his hand on my shoulder suddenly loosened, and his hand moved down to touch my collarbone, and the fingertips swept over my collarbone, crispy and numb, and I accidentally bit my knuckle.

"If you like, I can do it, don't say it, first of all, I have something."

With that, he hung up the phone directly.

I looked up at him: "Han Shao, I really don't have anything to do with Mr. Jiang." ”

Han Mo glanced down at me, let go of his hand, didn't say anything, and scooped up the clothes on the side and put them back on.

I sat on the bed, not daring to say a word, until the sound of the door shutting came, and I lay on the bed as if I had been drained.

Tears kept falling, and in front of Han Mo, I didn't even have the least self-esteem.

I dropped my bag at the bathroom door, I took a look, and it took a long time before I got out of bed to pick it up and take out my phone.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and I didn't know where Han Mo had taken me, it was so late, and if I went out like this, I would only put myself in a worse situation.

Fortunately, Han Mo is a more selective person, and the hotel he chose is also good, so I shouldn't worry too much about safety.

When the warm water hit my body, I felt that I had really escaped from Han Mo's hands.

Many of the red and swollen places on my body that he pinched were shocking to see, and I kept rubbing them, trying to rub away those shameful marks, but I couldn't rub anything soon.

I was so exhausted by this shock that I went straight to bed after putting on the lock.

As for whether Han Mo would come back, I didn't dare to think about it so much.

But fortunately, Han Mo really left, and I slept until dawn all night.

When I woke up the next day, I had to ask the hotel waiter to buy me a new set of clothes, and although I tipped, there was no shortage of sarcasm on the waiter's face when he handed me the clothes.

I took my clothes, said thank you, and slammed the door shut.

I had never been so embarrassed when I turned my back against the door panel and slid down a little, even when my mom was being scolded, I was able to straighten my chest and behave.

But now, Han Mo has taken away all my pride and self-esteem, as if anyone can abuse and ridicule me.

I left after changing my clothes, and the things in the room were messy, but I didn't care at all, just threw my room card at the counter and left.

It was Han Mo's room, and they didn't dare to do anything to Han Mo.

It was late autumn in November, and as soon as I stepped out of the hotel, I was shivering with a gust of wind blowing in.

Han Mo didn't know where he took me, anyway, it must be an area I hadn't been to.

I waited on the side of the road in front of the hotel for almost ten minutes before I came across a taxi.

I didn't expect to see Su Zheyuan, and looking at the cigarette butt at his feet, he should have been waiting for me for a long time.

I still remember what he said before I went in last night, and it was intertwined with what Han Mo had done to me last night, and I felt as uncomfortable as being splashed with sulfuric acid.

I've never felt so bad.

I wasn't going to deal with him, in fact I didn't know how to deal with him.

I got out of the car and just stopped slightly, and walked straight in front of him.

But Su Zheyuan stretched out his hand and directly blocked my way: "Fu Yao." ”

He looked up at me, and the bloodshot in his eyes made my heart ache.

"I've been waiting for you all night."

He said these two things in total, but I couldn't help but heat my eyes.

The boy I loved, he stood in front of me and told me that he had waited for me all night.

I think any other person will be moved to throw himself into his arms.

I want to do this too, the wind is so strong and cold in late autumn, and I also want to hug the person I like and have a warm love with him.

But the red and swollen pain in my hands reminded me all the time that I was not qualified to hold this boy at all, and I was not even qualified to cry in front of him.

The weather was not very good, and when I looked up, the clouds were all dark, blocking the sun, just like the road ahead, obscure.

I closed my eyes, grabbed my bag tightly, looked at him and smiled: "Su Zheyuan, I have made it very clear, we are not suitable, even if you wait for me for another night, it is useless." ”

His face suddenly turned pale, and the black circles under his eye sockets were large and distinct, and my heart was sour.

"Come me to lunch."

Su Zheyuan stretched out his hand, and I took a step back directly, "I don't want to eat, I have classes in the afternoon." ”

He looked down at his outstretched hand, and the pain in his eyes was wrapped in my flesh like a wooden rod with an iron needle pierced.

Halfway through, he raised his head and looked at me in a trance: "Fu Yao, don't be so ruthless." ”

The hoarse voice had a thick nasal voice in it, a tone like a pleading, and such a humble attitude made me extremely uncomfortable.

I still remember the first time I met Su Zheyuan, he sat in front of the piano and played a song "summer" at the orientation party of his freshman year.

The music was light and lively, and he had a shallow smile on his face, but when I sat in the audience, I had the illusion that he was a man of heaven.

He has always been like that, although he is young, he will also have a time of vigor, but his good family background and his own talent, coupled with such a handsome face, he has always been the so-called male god in our school, but he can be seen from a distance and cannot be approached.

I never thought that one day I would have a half-cross with him, and I never thought that one day he would stand in front of me and ask me to have a meal with him in a pleading manner.

I felt like I couldn't say no, as if I couldn't say no to falling in love with him.

He looked at me with an eager look in his eyes.

I pursed my lips and tried to say yes, but the pain in my throat made me wake up instantly.

Just a few hours ago, I went through everything that was so dirty and shameful. I was no longer in any position to stand in front of this boy, let alone accompany him to a meal.

"I'm sorry, I'm so ruthless."

I forced myself to keep a cold face, and only then would I let him die, and let me die—not to expect anything that I would never have gotten in the end.

I didn't dare to look at Su Zheyuan's expression, I was afraid that I would cry uncontrollably, and I didn't even have the least dignity in front of him.

It's okay to lose everything in front of Han Mo, because I don't love him, but I can't lose everything in front of Su Zheyuan, he is all my bottom line.

As soon as I finished speaking, I just raised my leg and wanted to leave.

If you can't see it, you won't let yourself be whimsical, you won't be ready to move, and your heart won't be cut like a knife.

"Fu Yao!"

He dragged me with a look of anger and puzzlement on his face: "Why, it's just a meal?" ”⑧☆⑧☆.＄.

Why?

I looked at him and smiled coldly: "There's no why, I just don't want to eat with you, can't you see it?" ”

Without a mirror, I know how chilling my face is right now.

He looked at me, his eyes widening in disbelief, as if he were looking at a monster, and the consternation in his eyes made my nose sour.

I shook off his hand and quickly turned away.

"Wait!"

He quickly caught up with me, dragged me back, suddenly reached out and touched my neck, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "What is this?!" ”