"Song Mingda, we are not suitable."

Although Lin Yu's face is ugly, she no longer has the fear she had before, and Feng Yin is her greatest confidence, an existence that is more powerful than her own father and mother.

Song Mingda, who heard Lin Yu's words on the other side, immediately looked at Lin Yu with an affectionate expression, and pleaded: "Yu'er, don't be like this, I really love you, I know you were scared of what I did before, but I really love you, I can't lose you, please." ”

Song Mingda said pitifully and affectionately, but Lin Yu was unmoved, and even saw it a little more clearly.

He always did.

Always use the excuse of loving others to achieve his goals.

"Song Mingda, now you can get divorced when you get married in society, we just fell in love, and we don't think it's appropriate to separate, are you making such a fuss here, is it necessary?"

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Yin sarcastically unreservedly, the disdain in his eyes poured out, and the cells all over his body wrote a sentence: Shao and the old lady come to this set!

"Let's go."

"Great, I just like the way people are angry and can't kill me."

He knew that what the wind was saying was true.

The wind snorted coldly, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

"I'm not going to take back my words, I've broken up with you, please don't disturb my life."

Feng Yin turned his head and strode away, his steps firm, and his back revealed a kind of ferocity.

Song Mingda retracted his expression and returned to his original appearance again.

Song Mingda pleaded as if he couldn't understand the words, and someone passed by in twos and threes, his steps could be slowed down, and his body leaned back, waiting for the standard posture of gossip feeding.

"It's not a good place to talk."

Such familiarity.

The wind groan, which had been silent, tugged at Lin Yu.

Feng Yin's words were like a sharp knife inserted into Song Mingda's chest, dripping with blood and unbearable pain.

Can you really give up?

No!

Lin Yu turned around, mumbled, and didn't say a word to Song Mingda anymore.

Lin Yu, who was dragging a suitcase, walked past Song Mingda, and Song Mingda tried to grab her shoulder, but was blocked by the wind yin.

Lin Yu said ruthlessly, leaving no room for anything.

Feng Yin said, Lin Yu walked away without stopping.

Feng Yin was behind, looking at Song Mingda, whose eyes had become affectionate and ruthless.

"Song Mingda, you should be glad that you are in a peaceful era, and there are cameras all over the street to protect you."

"This look is quite worthy of your dignified face, my Lin Yu is really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes by you, but it's okay, it is estimated that this is the best medicine for her love brain, from you onwards, her emotional road will be very smooth."

Song Mingda's body was shaky, and it seemed that he couldn't withstand such a blow.

He felt the coldness in Feng Yin's body, the coldness that he didn't care about life.

"One last warning to you, my friend of the Wind Whisper, not to be touched."

"You're thinking about how to kill me, right? It's nice that I'm an expert on this too! Why don't we learn from each other? ”

"Why—is there something I'm not doing well enough? Can I change it? Did I really change? ”

"Do you care? I really think I'm a dish. ”

Song Mingda's clenched fists, blood seeped out, and it turned out that his nails were pierced into the flesh.

"Why am I the only one in hell, she promised to accompany me, she agreed."

Song Mingda stared at the distant backs of the two people and chuckled.

I won't give up, never.