Zhong Lingxin took the towel handed over by Lin Alfalfa, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face was so tense that his expression was bleak.

Alfalfa stared at her with a smile, and the bright light reflected in her eyes, like a galaxy.

Looking at each other, he didn't speak, just crooked eyebrows, grinning, sweet dimples, and warmth.

When the thick eyelashes move lightly, it is as if a pool of spring water has fallen in a circle of ripples, rippling out ten thousand points of starlight.

Zhong Lingxin was momentarily distracted, turned his gaze awkwardly, buried his face in a towel, and rubbed it fiercely.

Her mind was in turmoil, she was no longer quiet and safe, and she already had distracting thoughts.

Once again, I was tempted by this man, lost my armor, and retreated.

She originally wanted to pull out the buds that kept growing in her heart, but every time it backfired, like a few spring rains, and those little green shoots grew like weeds, which were not under her control at all.

And she could only run away again and again, not daring to admit the feelings in her heart.

She was afraid of losing again, and she didn't dare to jump into the same pit.

Just like a person who has been bitten by a snake, he will fear a similar rope of grass.

It's like not facing it for a day, not admitting it, if one day, in the face of an unknown parting, she also has the courage to continue walking.

In such a difficult and difficult day, she didn't want to hurt her body again.

Zhong Lingxin pinched the towel in his hand, his knuckles turned white, an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, and a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A rapid ringing of mobile phones broke the silence in the underground warehouse.

Zhong Lingxin came back from his stunned, picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at it, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quickly connected the phone.

"Sister, I'm just outside the door of the underground garage."

Zhong Lingnan's voice came from the earpiece, with a faint anxiety and uneasiness.

Zhong Lingxin restrained the smile on his face, frowned almost invisibly, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Lan Lan is usually so busy that her feet don't touch the ground, she rarely calls herself, and occasionally she can send a text message when she is free, but now she skips work and makes a special trip here.

She couldn't help but squint her eyes, there must be a demon when something goes wrong.

Before she could think about it, the voice on the phone already carried a hint of crying.

"I came to Song Sizhao, she said she was going to break up with me, I want to know why I ......"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, Zhong Lingxin's hand holding the phone stiffened, and after glaring at Song Sizhao with an unkind gaze, he suppressed the urge to beat people and turned straight to open the door.

The heavy iron door slowly opened from the inside, and a person rushed in from the outside, like a small cannonball, buried in Zhong Lingxin's arms, only caring about tears, but not saying a word.

She looked at Zhong Lingnan, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying in front of her, and her face was haggard, her expression narrowed, the corners of her mouth gradually pursed into a straight line, and her heart was full of anger.

Asking her to take care of his only brother is what makes him so sad?

Zhong Lingxin couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and took a few deep breaths of cold air.

She let go of her hands and clenched them into fists, her fingers clenching and gurgling, ready to settle accounts with someone.

Zhong Lingnan seemed to sense her anger, and hurriedly stepped forward and dragged her arm, and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Sister, I just want to know the reason, don't do anything with her."

Zhong Lingxin's anger intensified, and now he turned his elbow outward.

With an expression of "big and bad", he glared at him angrily, and shouted with hatred:

"I'll give you to her, and she'll not admit it now.

You're still here to protect her. I can't swallow this breath without beating her to peel off her skin. ”

After speaking, Zhong Lingxin looked at Song Sizhao who was striding meteor with fire.

Zhu Dafu lowered his head and pretended to be looking at his toes, Lu Qianzhe looked up at the ceiling in a daze, and Ren Mingyu stared at the lines on the door.

Their eyes drifted inadvertently towards the two at the door.

After a long silence, a slightly cold voice sounded.

"You all go out."

Song Sizhao's face was gloomy as water, and her eyebrows and eyes were cold.

It's like a cold winter season, a frozen pool, and it's biting.

The air around me seemed to be frozen, and the temperature had cooled.

The three of them, who had planned to watch a good show, fled like frightened birds.

Zhong Lingxin looked at the tears with begging, his heart softened, and he pulled Lin Alfalfa on the side to leave.

Before leaving, he raised his eyes fiercely and glared at Song Sizhao, snorted coldly, and then took the iron door.

A dull slam of the door fell, and there was a stagnant silence.

Zhong Lingnan looked at Song Sizhao in front of him blankly, his eyes were hazy with tears.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had spilled from the corners of his eyes, trying to see the man across from him more clearly.

Reddened eye circles, because of this action, look even more red and swollen.

Song Sizhao pursed his lips tightly, his gaze swept over those red eyes, and his face changed imperceptibly.

She lowered her eyes lightly, she couldn't bear to look at the crying face anymore, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but take him into her arms and let go of everything.

Zhong Lingnan looked at her fixedly, unwilling to let go of a trace of expression on her face, and said in a somewhat choked voice:

"Zhao, you...... It's true...... Are you going to break up with me? ”

Song Sizhao closed his eyes slightly, opened them again, seemed to be enduring something, and after a moment of silence, he spit out a few words from his throat:

"It's true."

Zhong Lingnan looked at her, his eyes were moist again, and as if he hadn't heard it, he continued to ask in a low voice:

"Zhao, you...... Don't love me anymore? ”

Song Sizhao listened to these words that overflowed from his mouth and was out of tune, her heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, making her almost unable to breathe.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, gathered the pain in the depths of her eyes, a flash of struggle flashed in her eyes, and she said in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"I don't love ...... anymore"

Zhong Lingnan's hand hanging down at his side clenched into a fist little by little, and his knuckles turned white.

He raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were ethereal and empty, and he repeated in a low voice.

"I don't love ...... anymore"

Zhong Lingnan was stunned for a while, with a crying and laughing expression on his face.

He stared straight at the person across from him, with a hint of unease.

"Ah Zhao, what did you say? Say it again. ”

He deceived himself into thinking that he must have misheard just now, but her words shattered his hopes.

Song Sizhao didn't dare to meet his gaze, his unfathomable eyes were like unfathomable black holes.

The fingers hidden in her pockets clenched, and the constant pain in her palms made her breathe for a moment, and she had the courage to say those words against her will.

"I've ...... I don't love you anymore. ”

The voice was faint, so light that Zhong Lingnan couldn't hear it very clearly, but the tears were like the water of the Yangtze River, and they couldn't stop.

There was a suffocating silence.

Zhong Lingnan rushed to Song Sizhao's side with an arrow step, stretched out his hand, and circled her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would push himself away.

Song Sizhao's body became extremely stiff in an instant.

In those teary eyes, tears fell like beads.

Song Sizhao's face was tense, as fragmented as glass, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of dry cotton, and the sentence "Forget me, you can go." In her throat, no matter how many times she opened her lips, she couldn't speak.

The blood in her whole body had already coagulated, and the moist heat in her chest made her eyes slightly red.

He's crying! The person she held in the palm of her hand.

At this moment, crying like a child in her arms, the unusually embarrassed and painful made her heart start to throb again.

Zhong Lingnan's face showed a sad expression, stubbornly holding it, his fingertips trembled slightly, the joints on his hands were white, and the green tendons burst out

The silent sobbing slowly turned into a bitter cry.

He cried in a low voice over and over again: "It's good that I love you, don't break up, don't leave me." ”

The voice of crying and complaining continued to echo in her ears, and it went down her ears and into her heart, making her heart swell with bursts of sour pain, and indescribable emotions slowly fermented in the bottom of her heart, and there seemed to be thousands of words in her chest but she couldn't say it.

She couldn't help but reach out and tremble and hug him into her arms.

I was tormented thousands of times, and finally condensed into an apology.

"Lan Lan, I'm sorry."

Like fools, the two kept repeating the same conversation.

Zhong Lingnan didn't know what was going on, obviously a few days ago, they were okay with you and me.

Now, if they want to separate for no reason, a trace of resentment and resentment wells up in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the tears on my face had already been dried.

He let go of his hand little by little, sniffed, and said in an urn voice: "Song Sizhao, what am I in your eyes?" ”

When Song Sizhao heard him call his full name, he knew that he had a grudge against himself at the moment, and the little rabbit would bite if he was in a hurry.

There was a look of pain in her eyes, but she didn't let go, rubbing his hair as if she was in love.

Maybe it was the last time they would hug.

Song Sizhao was stunned, restrained and let go of the person in his arms, stared at his face, his eyes sank, his throat moved slightly, and he said slowly:

"In this world, there are too many helplessness and misses.

Floating life is like a dream, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it will wake up.

Our cause and effect are over, fate is over, and if we are entangled too much, it is just a nuisance.

It's better to be separated from each other, each life is happy, and finally forget about each other.

The one who can accompany you to the end...... Not me. ”

Zhong Lingnan's face was stunned, his eyes slowly dimmed, and there seemed to be a star falling under his eyes.

I know very well in my heart that the person in front of me is stubborn like a stubborn donkey.

She decides what is good, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

He tugged at the corners of his stiff mouth, showed an expression that seemed to cry and laugh, and said through gritted teeth:

"Isn't it just that I forgot you?

Song Sizhao, you are really bad.

Obviously, you provoked me first, and you broke up when you said to break up, and there was no door. ”

Zhong Lingnan saw that she was silent, her teeth itched with hatred, and the anger in her heart rose suddenly like pouring oil.

In a fit of rage, he took the hand beside him, stood on tiptoe slightly, and bit her collarbone hard.

A bloody tooth mark appeared on the snow-white and shiny skin.