JS just hugged Song Yan tightly and hugged her tightly, he knew that she was angry, knew that she was uncomfortable, "I'm sorry, I won't let go, there will be no other woman in my life, there will only be you, only you."

I'm sorry, Song Yan, I'm really sorry, he knows it's wrong, but he won't let go, he will never let go, no matter how sad she is and how much she wants to run away from him, he won't let go again, once she enters his world, she will be wanted out, and he won't let her go.

Song Yan cried a little tired, she really wanted to tell JS that they were not suitable, whether it was the three views or the style of life, they were far from being the same kind of people, but she knew that what she said was just nonsense, because JS would not let her go, and as JS said, he would not let go.

She couldn't get away with JS, she could only be hugged by JS so quietly, her original thin whimper, and gradually stopped, tears and snot all wiped on JS's clean plaid shirt, and the exquisitely made Armani shirt became a little cheap because it was soaked, but it still didn't let JS lose half of his handsomeness.

JS hugged Song Yan tightly, supporting the strength of her whole body, and after a long time, he hugged Song Yan and sat on the side.

was hugged by js, Song Yan just lowered his head, js turned around and went to the bathroom to wet the towel, wring it out, walked to Song Yan and helped Song Yan wipe his tear-stained face, and after helping Song Yan wipe his cheeks, JS squatted in front of Song Yan, held Song Yan's hand, and kissed softly, "There will be no more women to bother you in the future, I will deal with it."

Song Yan didn't answer, she still hung her head quietly, she only felt that her heart was very bitter, and it was very painful and sad, she couldn't tell what kind of sadness it was, she only felt that her head seemed to sink into the water, a large amount of water poured into her throat, and her nose seemed to be pouring in, so that she was not breathing, dull and breathless.

When the tears fell on the back of her hand, she knew she was crying again.

JS frowned, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Song Yan's face, but the tears seemed to be unbreakable, one by one, he stood up and went to hold the tears, the tears were salty and a little bitter.

JS's action of approaching like this made Song Yan subconsciously want to retreat, and by the time she came back to her senses, she had already retreated.

Originally, the two were intimate, skin to skin, and at this time, there was already a distance between the two, and Song Yan raised his eyes to meet JS's lost eyes.

She turned her head away from looking at JS, so that her heart would not be so uncomfortable and painful.

JS stretched out his hand to stroke Song Yan's hair, but before his hand fell on Song Yan's hair, Song Yan's afterglow had already aimed at JS's movements, she turned her head and continued to look at JS, looking at JS for a long time, her thin lips gently opened a slit, "Don't touch me, all your actions disgust me."

The hand that was originally about to fall on Song Yan's head stopped there instantly, neither advancing nor retreating, his face flashed a little loss, and finally withdrew his hand, he stood upright, overlooking Song Yan who was sitting on it with his head bowed, "Okay, I won't touch you, I also know that you don't want to see me now, I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Song Yan just hung his head and didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard JS's words.

js choked bitterly and took a breath, he glanced at Song Yan again, walked away, walked to the door, he looked back at Song Yan, only to see that Song Yan still maintained the action just now, motionless, his eyes were dyed with some distress, his breathing was suddenly heavier, his throat was tight, and a hoarse and low choked voice sounded, "I'm sorry, Song Yan."

I'm sorry, Song Yan, for making her uncomfortable because of his past.

I'm sorry, Song Yan, he really can't let go of her.

She wants to be free, he can't give it, he can only leave her who wants to soar, break her wings and stay by his side, he can't go anywhere, he can't leave anywhere.

Song Yan still didn't hear it, her movements were still the same as three minutes ago, like a soulless puppeteer, she wouldn't move if she didn't call.

JS closed his eyes, no longer looked at Song Yan, and said again in a deep voice, "I won't let go."

After saying that, JS left Song Yan's room.

Listening to the footsteps that were gradually leaving, Song Yan gradually moved, she raised her head, tears came out of her eyes little by little, she couldn't help it anymore, buried her face in her hands, and cried insolently, her shoulders trembled violently because of her movements.

There was the sound of footsteps in the room, but she didn't want to bother, only drowning in her own sadness.

Ye Yiren walked over, she sat down next to Song Yan, and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Song Yan, I didn't know that Lisa came to find JS."

She didn't know that there was such a past between the two.

Song Yan just buried his cheeks in the palm of his hand, unwilling to say more.

Song Yan's silence made Ye Yiren even more at a loss, she really didn't mean it, and she didn't expect Lisa's behavior to hurt Song Yan, "Song Yan, I'm really sorry."

Song Yan slowly raised her head from the palm of her hand, and looked at Ye Yiren's concerned and apologetic gaze, she shook her head, and was silent for a long time before she slowly spoke, "Sister, it has nothing to do with you."

What makes her sad is the messy relationship between men and women in JS, obviously those relationships between men and women have passed, but they are like a thorn in her heart, making her restless, sleeping, and can't forget it.

Ye Yiren just looked at Song Yan's swollen eyes, she sighed, and suddenly didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let Song Yan and JS be together.

Just as Ye Yiren was thinking, Song Yan's hoarse voice had already sounded, "Sister, obviously those things are in the past, but I still feel that I can't pass this level in my heart, as long as I think of those things, I feel as if my heart has been pinched fiercely, so that I can't breathe, I can't convince myself to forget, I can't persuade myself not to remember, and I can't convince myself that I can be safe and sound, and nothing has happened to accept JS."

Once those things are not mentioned, she can deceive herself forever, the things she doesn't know are the things that haven't happened, and once that fig leaf is torn, all the things will come into front of her eyes, and she can't help but guess how many women JS has had, and how many women have been**.