Song Yan's eyes were cold, and he didn't hear what Shen Yue was saying.

"Don't show up in front of me again."

Leaving these words, Song Yan didn't even look at Shen Yue again, pushed Shen Yue aside, and left with a cold air.

——

Shen Yue really felt that he was too vicious, how could he be so vicious?

Don't talk about Song Yan, she wants to beat herself herself.

The system comforted her: [It's okay, it's just the plot, you just need to follow the plot.] ]

In the original book, Shen Yue's ending was miserable.

Shen Yue sighed: [I know that this is a point of no return, why do you insist on it.] ]

Song Yan only has Bai Qingzhen in his eyes, there is no way to accommodate two people in his eyes, although his personality is gentle, but in fact, he is cold in his bones, he will always stand in the position of the superior, and Shen Yue, in his eyes, I am afraid that he is like an ant, he will not even look at it when he dies, and the ending is indeed like this.

But Song Yan is a gentle and unreachable light for Shen Yue.

If Song Yan didn't like others, Shen Yue might have hidden that shady feelings forever.

But Song Yan was tempted, and Shen Yue couldn't bear it.

She wanted to catch that light, even if she was injured all over her body, she was unwilling to let go, and even at the last second of her death, she was expecting Song Yan to look back at her.

Humble as dust.

Perhaps that light was just a mirage created by her long stay in the dark.

The wicked are rewarded with evil, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Song Yan is not bad, and he has not done anything wrong.

He just didn't belong to Shen Yue's light.

——

Song Yan returned to the banquet, Bai Qingzhen saw it, and found that his expression was not quite right, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" It doesn't look good. ”

In Bai Qingzhen's eyes, Song Yan has always been gentle and gentle, as if he would never lose his temper.

But now he doesn't look right.

There was an icy aura all over his body, like a calm storm about to tear through the dark night, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, so overcast that he could drip water.

After a while, he spat out a sentence.

“…… It's okay. ”

Bai Qingzhen didn't believe it, and asked again uneasily: "Is it really okay?" ”

Song Yan pressed his eyebrow bone a little out of shape, his jawline was tight, his thoughts were very confused now, his face was particularly ugly, and he only felt that he was tightly surrounded by a very suffocating viscous feeling.

"I was a little unwell, so I went back first."

Leaving this sentence, he couldn't even wait to turn around and leave before he even had time to see what Bai Qingzhen's expression was.

In the closed car, Song Yan pursed his lips tightly, and there was a taste in his mouth that did not belong to him.

Uncontrollably, the girl's delicate eyebrows, red and swollen lips, snow-white skin, slender waist, and the sweet fragrance sprayed on his face and emanating from the cracks of the bones came to mind.

Obviously it should be very disgusting, but the heart is still beating violently, the pursed lips are like sharp lines, and the ghost makes a god touch his lips, and after noticing his movements, his always soft facial features are shrouded in dark clouds.

His heart was pounding, and he felt palpitations like never before, even making his scalp tingle.

Song Yan is an only child, with a huge family background, he has always been in a high place since he was a child, and he is also burdened with heavy expectations, he has not lived up to it, everything he does has ended perfectly, and he has never failed.

But that Shen Yue, a person who was almost rotten at the bottom of his life, broke into his world like this.

Like Bai Qingzhen's inevitable result, he likes the enthusiasm and vitality exuded by Bai Qingzhen, just like the little sun, this is Song Yan's ideal type.

And Shen Yue ...... She was like mud in the middle of a river, and beneath her beautiful skin was a rotten and filthy soul, and she allowed herself to fall.

He just walked over, and his clothes were splashed with mud, and he couldn't wash them clean, and he couldn't shake them off.

Such a person......

But this is such a person, which makes him rise up to the valley hope that he shouldn't have.

——

Bai Yanzhen was very busy, but he still came to his sister's birthday party, but it was a little late.

Bai Qingzhen was still playing a little temper, but when she saw Bai Yanzhen's gift, all the sulkness was swept away.

It was a very beautiful necklace, Bai Qingzhen couldn't put it down, and couldn't wait to put it on.

"Is it pretty?"

Bai Qingzhen's eyes were bright.

Bai Yanzhen glanced at it, "Not bad." ”

Bai Qingzhen was not very satisfied with this answer, but she was in a good mood, so she didn't bother with Bai Yan.

After the banquet, people also left.

Bai Qingzhen and a few friends agreed to go to KTV to play, and wanted to call Shen Yue, but found that she was sitting in a corner and seemed to be asleep.

When I walked in, I found that Shen Yue was not asleep, but just drunk, and there was an empty bottle of wine on the coffee table.

Bai Qingzhen didn't have time, and her friend was urging her again, she just saw Bai Yanzhen, so she asked by the way: "Brother, are you free?" ”

Bai Yanzhen is extremely tall, almost 1.9 meters, and his temperament has been pampered for many years is very calm, which makes people feel at ease when they look at it.

He glanced at the girl sitting on the sofa, and his voice was low and mellow: "I'm free." ”

"Then can you send Shen Yue home? She looked as if she was drunk. ”

Bai Qingzhen was a little nervous, thinking that he would not agree, but he didn't expect Bai Yanzhen to nod and agree very easily.

Although she felt a little strange, Bai Qingzhen didn't think about anything else, she was very relieved to hand over the girl to Bai Qingzhen.

Shen Yue is indeed drunk, but he is not as drunk as he is, and he will still walk.

Bai Yanzhen also drank a little wine, and there was a driver driving.

The seats in the rear compartment are spacious and flat, and the smell of men's faint perfume wafts through the air.

The girl's face was flushed, and even the flesh of her lips were red like blood.

Bai Yanzhen had been busy all day, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and his breathing was flat.

The pale and elegant hand rested on the thigh, and the thumb flashed a turquoise glow, which was a turquoise jade wrench.

In the space where the silence was extreme, the words were soft and soft, soft, like the thin voice of a kitten, an irrepressible cry, an extremely suppressed sob.

He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

The girl closed her eyes and pursed her lips tightly, and her whole body trembled gently because of the uncontrollable whimper, tears kept sliding down the corners of her eyes, and her snow-white and beautiful little face was crying.

Bai Yanzhen froze for a moment, reached out and pulled out a pocket towel that was also black from the left chest of his suit jacket, and wiped her tears for her, but then the tears flowed more and more, he sighed, and then patted her cheek gently.

"Shen Yue."