The crisp sound resounded and passed away in the cramped carriage.

Gu Yingqing gathered all the helplessness, anger, collapse and obsession that had accumulated since the afternoon into the palm of her hand, but her strength did not shake him at all.

Cheng Yuesheng didn't move his eyelids from beginning to end, and even endured the ruthlessness that his instincts would react to his expression and limbs when he was hit. ap.

He just tensed his facial features, silently and forcefully watching her face with a sad expression and quiet tears after she collapsed to the extreme at the moment.

She had already raised one hand, palm erect between them, refusing his approach, and the other hand was silently struggling to escape his shackles.

Gu Yingqing felt very uncomfortable, indescribable, holding it in her heart, and being carried to her limbs by blood through her heart, causing her body to feel real pain.

The chest cavity was suffocated like a stone, painful and swollen, she really didn't know how to vent, she couldn't winch her eyebrows, she couldn't clench her teeth.

She had no choice but to pinch herself, wanting to relieve this untouchable pain by dispersing external forces.

At that moment, she didn't feel pain, but she felt a little better.

Cheng Yuesheng didn't let go for a long time, seeing that her facial features wrinkled in pain to the strength of the struggle became smaller, she just instinctively twisted her wrist, and suddenly, she raised her right hand and pinched her left forearm without hesitation.

In the next moment, the pain on her face seemed to be reduced, and her expression was more of a trance, opening her lips slightly and regaining her breath.

Cheng Yuesheng realized that something was wrong, reached out to break her hand, and found that she removed her thumb, and the other four fingers were tightened and bent hard, and the nails pierced into the skin.

"Gu Yingqing." Cheng Yuesheng spread his hand and patted her distracted face.

She slowly came back to her senses, her eyes slowly rolling to focus on his face, and then let out her strength.

Cheng Yuesheng immediately wrapped her hand tightly in his palm, and touched the position where she had been pinched by herself just now, where the skin was no longer smooth, and there was a slight wetness from the wound, there should be blood oozing out.

Gu Yingqing no longer struggled, just looked at him, even the tears no longer flowed, but the crying was still there, and she said in a barely audible voice, "Don't call me."

There are words clogged in the throat, a lot.

Suddenly, her thoughts became very smooth again, for she found that many things made sense.

For example, she didn't think it made sense at first, Cheng Yuesheng chased Shen Shujun for ten years, but Shen Shujun didn't agree to him, why was she extremely hateful when she saw her, and said that she was a shameless widow?

She also thought at the time that Shen Shujun's attitude towards her was like being robbed of a man.

"Shen Shujun likes Zhao Nanchuan?" Gu Yingqing asked.

"Hmm."

Gu Yingqing thought that she couldn't shed tears, but her eyes were still wet, and she laughed: "Why are you ...... Why don't you lie to me when I want to know why you don't lie to me when I want to hear a lie?"

Cheng Yuesheng did not speak.

His expression was the same as always, staring at her with his eyebrows pressed, quite fitting his fearless and unchanging character.

The only difference is that she saw an imperceptible intolerance in his eyes, unlike before, when she was dumb, she should also look like "whatever you say anyway, Lao Tzu is not convinced".

Because he often feels that he has either done nothing wrong or does not regret it, wait for you to scold quickly, finish scolding early, and bother him less.

Gu Yingqing understands him better now, and knows that his reaction at this time is that he has nothing to say, and he is at fault, because everything is true, so he has no way to refute it.

Cheng Yuesheng raised his hand, Gu Yingqing's eyes fell, and he saw that his hand paused slightly, and then reached over to wipe away her tears.

She didn't refuse.

Yesterday I was still thinking that she liked his hands very much.

I remember the palm of this hand, the touch of caressing, and the strength of pinching the skin.

She didn't dare to think deeply, and when she thought about it, she wanted to scold herself for being cheap.

Gu Yingqing focused all his attention on the present, not thinking about the past, not thinking about him, and hating every second of being controlled by his feelings.

"I was less than twenty-two when I was pregnant, and I was preparing to study abroad

I have a planned future."

The fingertips that rested on her face smacked lightly.

"But after that night, it was all ruined," Gu Yingqing's throat tightened involuntarily, "Do you know, from the time I found out that I was pregnant and gave birth, I didn't want it to flow out for a moment, I thought it was stillborn, and I could die together for it, because its existence, every day, every moment, every minute, made me feel extremely disgusting."

Cheng Yuesheng took his hand away, and his emotional gaze enveloped her.

Her voice stated without ups and downs: "For me at that time, there was no difference between the people that night, whether it was Zhao Nanchuan, you, or others, and they all succeeded in allowing Zhao Jin to control me and destroy my link."

"I have a big belly, where were you when you were trapped in this? You tell me now, I ...... The one I gave birth to was your son?" Gu Yingqing didn't have the energy to think about it, to guess, to connect the details, to understand him.

She uncontrollably revealed, with a hint of pity and grievance.

"You know everything...... From the very beginning, you know, from my wedding with Zhao Nanchuan, from, from the Zhao family's guest room the night before Zhao Nanchuan's funeral......" Gu Yingqing was incoherent, and felt tears slip down, gathering on her chin, dripping down one by one.

Cheng Yuesheng couldn't bear it, reached over with his long arms, and pressed her into his arms regardless of her objection.

He really has nothing to say, and any explanation is a quibble.

"You wanted to avoid me at first, you didn't want to have anything to do with me, you ...... me ignored me, and even helped Xu Anrong threaten me......

She cried so much that she couldn't speak, sobbed, and wanted to keep her words clear, so she could only keep swallowing her crying.

"You are even more reluctant to let your son get along with me, and you have never thought about my life or death......" Gu Yingqing still used the title "your son".

She rested her chin on his shoulder, feeling his body heat, and whipped him hard to sober himself up.

"You just want to sleep with me later, and you don't want to be entangled by me, and refuse to have any interests involved; Later, after you say that you will settle me down afterwards, you just pity me a little, do you want to make up for me, or do you want to buy out what you did to me before?"

Gu Yingqing said that in the end, his voice was almost gone.

If it weren't for her being in his ears, Cheng Yuesheng wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying.

"How dare you let me fall in love with you? Why do you want me to fall in love with you? I'd rather you didn't care if I lived or died at that time, and you just killed me yourself......" Gu Yingqing said in a low voice, "Cheng Yuesheng, has anyone ever said that you are a scumbag?"

Cheng Yuesheng silently hugged her tighter, and the stiffness of her body was trembling, and it was even more obvious in his arms.

Gu Yingqing's hands hung down to his sides indifferently.

At first, he was just a tool she used to win Shen Shujun's trust, and later, she was his plaything.

Even so, she didn't dare to ask or think about how the child could get into his hands.