The string of footsteps finally stopped behind Song He, Song He and the other party were only separated by a layer of door panels, Song He was extremely sure that the person outside was Yin Zheng, she was too familiar with Yin Zheng's footsteps, so familiar that between several people, she could tell which belonged to Yin Zheng's footsteps.

Now, Song He and Yin Zheng are separated by a door, she doesn't know what Yin Zheng is going to do, to be honest, Song He doesn't care about what Yin Zheng is going to do now.

A door, as well as the lock cylinder that was locked after a few turns, completely destroyed Song He's last bit of nostalgia and reluctance for Yin Zheng.

You have to get out of here, leave Yin Zheng - this is the only thought in Song He's heart now.

They can't be entangled like this anymore, Yin Zheng has already begun to do things that make Song He feel terrified, and has even begun to put her under house arrest, Song He doesn't dare to think that if they don't leave, in the future, how long will the two of them torture each other.

Maybe......

Song He suddenly laughed, with a sense full of ridicule, thinking: Maybe she will be tortured until she goes crazy, and the two of them will stop here.

Yin Zheng did this kind of thing.

Song He almost had no concept of time now, and she didn't know how long it had been, when she heard the sound of the lock cylinder behind her beginning to turn, Song He stood up almost immediately reflexively.

She held her breath, her eyes fixed on the door, widening from the gap that had opened to a gap, and then stopping at a slightly wider spot.

Song He felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he didn't dare to blink quietly to look at the movement in front of him.

Yin Zheng opened the door to a just right width, which could see the movement in the bedroom, but to his surprise, the room seemed to be as if there was no one, extremely quiet, after the second confirmation, Yin Zheng's face changed instantly, he opened the door suddenly, and strode into the room, ready to see where Song He was.

And Song He behind the door, she has been waiting with bated breath in silence, this is the time!

When Yin Zheng completely opened the door and rushed into the bedroom to check, the man in the panic didn't notice the strangeness behind the door at all, Song He seized the opportunity of this moment, and jumped out from behind the door with an unprecedented kind of extremely agile hands and feet, she didn't care about the child in her belly but subconsciously reached out to cover her belly, afraid of bumping into it in a panic, and when she pulled the door with her backhand, Song He subconsciously looked at Yin Zheng who was already standing in the center of the bedroom...... At that moment, the expression on Yin Zheng's face almost made her feel terrified.

Yin Zheng's originally handsome and handsome facial features were gloomy at the moment, and there was an almost murderous gaze, which rushed straight into Song He's eyes, making her instantly feel suffocated by covering her mouth and nose.

In Song He's memory, Yin Zheng would have focused and warm eyes when he looked at her, even if the two of them got along at the beginning, Yin Zheng's gaze was cold and emotionless at best, but at this moment, his eyes were almost red.

Such Yin Zheng made Song He feel frightened at the same time, and he just wanted to flee quickly.

So, she followed her physical instinct and ran away, leaving here, leaving Yin Zheng - this is all Song He thinks now.

However, the truth is not always as it should be.

When Song He was suddenly surrounded by a pair of powerful arms behind her, fear and panic made her subconsciously let out a loud and sharp scream.

However, the man behind him did not show a little mercy to Song He because she was so frightened.

Yin Zheng still locked Song He in his arms with a brutal force that could not be refused, and let Song He kick and beat her no matter how he wanted, even tearing the ring around her arms, Yin Zheng did not let go of half of his strength.

"Song He, you can't escape, stop dreaming!" Yin Zheng crouched in her ear as Song He broke free, and his voice was cold and cruel.

He watched Song He collapse and cry in his arms, tears falling on the man's arm, like sparks, burning his skin and flesh.

"Yin Zheng—"

The man heard Song He crying and shouted loudly, first with a tone of pleading for mercy, and as Yin Zheng had always imprisoned her like this, he did not relax at all, and the voice gradually carried resentment and pain.

Shout at the top of one's lungs.

But Yin Zheng didn't care at all, he only cared if Song He would be by his side now, and even when he was taking a nap in Song He in the afternoon, looking at Song He's sleeping face, he had already thought about everything.

From now on, it's okay for Song He to hate him, blame him, or ignore him completely, but as long as Song He is by his side, Yin Zheng feels that it is enough.

'If you don't love me, it's enough for me to love you.' ’

Yin Zheng stroked Song He's sleeping face, and with every inch of movement, the reluctance and hesitation in Yin Zheng's eyes disappeared a little, so that in the end, when Yin Zheng's fingertips were attached to Song He's ruddy lips, there was only determination left in his eyes.

In the afternoon, after the sunset had fallen, Yin Zheng stood outside the half-open and half-closed door, looking at Song He, who had not yet woken up from his sleep, with only one thought in his heart: 'I won't let you leave me.' ’

This is Yin Zheng's persistence, and it is also Yin Zheng's obsession with Song He.

And at this moment, when Song He kept letting out one heart-rending cry after another, and Yin Zheng was always indifferent, all Song He's best feelings for Yin Zheng were destroyed.

Song He's eyes flickered with tears, but the clear hatred and resentment made her tearful eyes extremely bright, with a sharp edge like a sword, and all the pain on her face disappeared, only empty and numb indifference.

She grabbed Yin Zheng's wrist tightly with both hands, her nails had already scratched the man's wrist with the struggle, and she was picking at the exposed flesh at this moment, and the faint blood stained Song He's ten fingers.

Song He had a resolute hatred in her eyes, and her voice had been completely hoarse by the shouting just now.

"Yin Zheng, I will never forgive you in my life!!"

Song He's roaring voice echoed in Yin Zheng's ears, full of despair and helplessness, but despite this, Yin Zheng had no intention of letting go of Song He.

Torment, torment, pain, but peace of mind.

Yin Zheng felt that he might be crazy, when he made this decision, Yin Zheng had already expected that Song He would have such a big struggle and reaction, but he didn't care about it, as long as Song He didn't leave, he could endure any torture.

The man had a strong and savage momentum, but he still remembered the child in Song He's belly, so he used a 'princess hug' posture to control Song He in the crook of his arms, and Song He, while her feet were off the ground, perhaps because she was crying loudly, she had a trance-like feeling that she couldn't tell what reality was, or whether the people around her were Yin Zheng.

The unprecedented fear filled Song He's heart, and perhaps all the suffering that Song He experienced in the past was not as light as the pain Song He was suffering now.

It's like betrayal - although Song He knows that she is the one who started everything, but when Yin Zheng, the man who once gently cared for her, cruelly and savagely deprived her of her freedom after a sleep, Song He felt a sense of betrayal.

She beat Yin Zheng's solid chest frantically, and the man's tight muscles made Song He's hands feel pain, but the man holding her didn't seem to feel anything at all, and strode towards the bedroom where they used to live together.

When Song Ha was put on the bed by Yin Zheng, Song Ha almost went crazy and wanted to jump out of bed, she wanted to get out of here—this place was already regarded as a hellish room by her.

This time, being caught by Yin Zheng was just a very simple thing, Yin Zheng's palm was like a pair of handcuffs that could never be untied, tightly clamped on Song He's wrists, constantly tightened, and constantly made Song He feel their existence.

Yin Zheng ......

Song He really struggled to move, she was lying on the bed, her whole person was covered with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water by Yin Zheng, her hair was stuck to her face, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

She was out of breath, crying and a voice hoarse from overuse, and called out Yin Zheng's name.

At this moment, Song He and Yin Zheng are like two extremes, one person calmly seems to have no emotional ups and downs, while the other person is extremely emotional.

Yin Zheng couldn't see any emotion on his face, as if he was just a stranger in front of him, he was extremely rational and sober at this moment, when Song He tried to escape for the second time, he simply and forcefully grabbed Song He's two arms waving around, and then with the man's natural strength, completely suppressed all Song He's resistance into the bed.

"Song He, it's useless." Yin Zheng's eyes did not fluctuate at all, he looked at Song He, whose hair was messy and his face was covered with cold sweat, and said in a deep voice: "No matter how hard you struggle, you won't escape, even if you escape, where else can you go?" ”

At this moment, the man was like a lion that pounced on his prey, with the advantage and strength of absolute suppression, condescendingly looking at the weak but trying to struggle the prey under him, the attitude of imperative victory and Yin Zheng's cold eyes made Song He's blood look as cold as if it had coagulated.

"You're still not human?" Song He seemed to have seen the reality clearly and completely gave up struggling, under Yin Zheng's gaze, he turned his head and refused to look at him, just sending him a resentful question.

"What about you?" Yin Zheng was also completely annoyed by Song He's refusal and attempt to flee again and again, at this moment Song He was like a tattered rag doll, and the cold disguise on Yin Zheng's face like a mask finally cracked, and he said: "Song He, let me ask you, do you still have a heart?" ”

——Why do I always have to deny my love for you every time I am good to you and care for you in every detail, in your eyes? Want to guess my love?

Yin Zheng felt that he was going to be driven crazy by Song He's further step back, then ...... Since you're going crazy, let's just be thorough.