Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun couldn't figure out what he was sad about.

Wasn’t she thinking that Su Zhinian was a bit like the person she was looking for and asked him but was rejected?

Isn't he saying that he is good for her because of a debt?

Is she crying?

But she just felt very sad. She went back to her bedroom and saw the shirt on the bed- and the high-speed toll bill. She was even more sad. She lay on the bed- and buried her head in a soft quilt. Then he couldn't help crying with a whine.

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Su Zhinian kept Song Qingchun's leaving posture, leaning on the sofa, staring at the TV on the wall with a heavy gaze, and nothing happened for a while.

His ears were full of her sobs.

He didn't know when to grab the hand of the pillow, the force was strong, and the joints of the back of the hand and the green tendons protruded.

She began to pay attention to the person who protected her, does it mean that her heart began to lean towards that person.

But she did not know that the person who protected her was the person she should not pay attention to in this world.

He was wrong, step by step, and fell into the abyss, there is no chance of recovery and choice.

But she is different, she is just the beginning, she still has the opportunity to redeem, she does not need to step into such a dark and endless road of no return like him.

Therefore, in order to dispel the doubts and suspicions in her heart, he said such a decisive word without any hesitation and hesitation.

No one knows how he seemed calm when he spit out those thin and cool words, how the blood in his heart flowed into the river.

He was obviously full of affection for her, but he had to show a thin affection.

She is his most reluctant person in this world, but she wants to hurt her most cruelly.

But does she know?

The injuries he gave her were his best protection for her.

The crying in the next room didn't stop. He sobbed with her, and his heart shrank with pain.

In his ears, again, her aggressive questions rang.

-Is that you who has been texting me five years ago?

-Yes.

-Is that you who wiped my tears when I cried in these years?

-Yes.

-Is that you who protects me secretly all these days?

-Yes.

It's him.

But he could not let her know that it was him.

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Song Qingchun didn't know how long she had been crying. At the end of her cry, her voice was dumb, and her body strength seemed to drain with tears.

She didn't want to move and lay down on the bed- until the night outside the window came, reminding her that the alarm should come back to Su Zhinian's villa, and she slowly got up from the bed-.

She picked up the shirt on the bed and charged it, walked into the bathroom, threw it into the trash can, and then stood in front of the sink, staring at her crying red eyes for a while, then turned on the faucet. The dry tears on his face were washed clean.

When she applied skin cream, she glanced through the mirror and glanced at the corner of the shirt that was exposed in the trash can behind her, and then she put the bottle of skin cream on the glass shelf and turned to the bathroom. She walked outside the door, and after two steps, she backed up again, dug out the shirt and the bill from the trash can, rolled it up, and stuffed it back under the bed.