Song Xiaojing's heart tightened. Even though she had already had a skin-loving relationship, Song Cheng was still so cold and ruthless, while his so-called responsibility was just his own behavior, which seemed to have nothing to do with his deprived chastity.

Song Xiaojing was a little discouraged, but she still said softly: "No need, Brother Cheng was also impenetrabled by the drunkenness, so you don't have to feel guilty, Xiaojing doesn't need this responsibility."

After Song Xiaojing finished speaking, she found a piece of her own clothes, wrapped them around her body, and hurriedly stayed, trying to escape this shameful dedication.

When Song Xiaojing passed by, she finally softened her heart. He grabbed Song Xiaojing, but couldn't find a suitable word. The throbbing in Song Xiaojing's heart was aroused again. She nervously looked forward to Song Cheng's retention or a gentle apology.

Song Xiaojing couldn't wait for Song Cheng's words for a long time, and she was disappointed again. She tried to pull her hand out of his hand, but Song Cheng tried to pull her in front of her. Because they were too close to each other, Song Xiaojing subconsciously gave in, but Song Cheng did not let her retreat.

The two looked at each other, only a few centimeters apart. Song Cheng looked straight at Song Xiaojing and tried hard to find a trace of feelings that could make him moved.

Unfortunately, a face that could be considered beautiful did not attract him. Even her charming eyes did not move him at all. At this time, he doubted whether his heart was hot or beating. He could see her inner expectations from Song Xiaojing's sad eyes, and he also wanted to give her the answer he wanted, so he had to force himself.

"Xiaojing;" Song Cheng stroked Song Xiaojing's cheek tenderly, and said gently: "You know my heart is not with you, don't blame me for being cruel, we are really not suitable."

Song Xiaojing locked her eyebrows and looked at Song Cheng with a sad face. Her sad eyes were instantly occupied by tears. She held back and did not let the tears fall, but her red lips slightly opened were so open that she could not speak.

"Forgive my selfishness and conceit, forgive me for not giving you a complete heart, I'm sorry." Song Cheng's serious and sad face was also full of apology, but he didn't know how cruel his ruthless words were for a woman who gave all their efforts.

"No, no..." Song Xiaojing shook her head repeatedly. She could no longer help but shed crystal tears. She said excitedly and pitifully: "You lied to me, you lied to me."

Song Xiaojing cried sadly: "It was you who held me and said you loved me, it was you who said you would give me happiness. I don't believe that it's all fake, I don't believe it..."

"Brother Cheng...Brother Cheng;" Song Xiaojing pulled Song Cheng excitedly and said, "Tell me, what you said last night was true. You are not lying to me, tell me..."

"Xiaojing, calm down;" Song Cheng grabbed Song Xiaojing's excited hand and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry about what happened last night, but I won't ignore you because of my impulse. I said that as long as you want, I can give you the title you want, but the premise is that you must be mentally prepared that I cannot like or fall in love with you."

"I don't want it, I don't want it..." Song Xiaojing shook her head and retreated repeatedly. She seemed to have been hollowed out of her consciousness, and she had no idea what she wanted was the empty and famous title given by Song Cheng, or could not accept Song Cheng's ruthless and cruel decision.

Song Xiaojing was confused and completely hurt by love. She just wanted to find a space of her own to heal her pain, so she fled cowardly. Song Cheng watched her run away, but just shouted "Xiao Jing."

Song Xiaojing didn't hear any shouts, but she rushed out, but at the gate of the courtyard, Song Anle's figure suddenly stopped her rapid steps. Looking at her untidy clothes, she had nowhere to hide.

Song Xiaojing had no choice but to turn back to the dormitory and go back to the house again. Song Cheng was already packing up her remaining clothes, and she couldn't take care of anything else. She directly snatched the clothes from Song Cheng's hand, simply matched them on her body, and panickedly sorted out her messy bun.

Song Cheng was still confused about Song Xiaojing's actions. He accidentally saw someone appearing outside the dormitory. Only then did he understand Song Xiaojing's actions. The conversation between Song Anle and the little maid came from the dormitory. Song Cheng also heard that it was Song Anle's arrival.

During the time he was thinking, Song Xiaojing had quickly sorted out her clothes. Although she still looked a little untidy, she didn't care and couldn't see any flaws. Song Cheng also sorted out her clothes. Due to the tight time, Song Xiaojing only cared out of her first step. After all, they had no time to tidy up the messy bed.

Song Cheng grabbed Song Xiaojing in time, and he said with a dull look on his face: "Don't tell Anle for now."

Song Xiaojing's red eyes showed a strong anger. She had no hope at all. She was discouraged and shook Song Cheng's hand away and walked out first.

Song Xiaojing was somewhat guilty, so she lowered her face and walked out, but she didn't expect that Song Anle had already approached and the two almost collided. Song Anle thought she was coming early, but she didn't expect Song Xiaojing to be earlier than her, so she called out "Xiao Jing?"

Song Xiaojing then looked up and smiled awkwardly, "Anle, so early."

"You..." Song Anle was surprised, but seeing Song Xiaojing's eyes were red and swollen, she said worriedly: "Why are your eyes so red?"

"I..." Song Xiaojing was already guilty, and after being asked, she answered speechlessly. Fortunately, Song Cheng walked from the dormitory and called out "Anle."

Song Anle turned her gaze to Song Cheng again. Before she could unfold her thoughts, Song Cheng said again: "I drank too much last night, and it was Xiaojing who took care of me here for the whole night."

Song Anle nodded, "Oh" and she looked at Song Xiaojing again, but saw Song Xiaojing glancing at Song Cheng coldly. She could notice something strange, but she didn't want to ask about the entanglements between them again, so she said lightly: "Then go back early and rest."

Song Xiaojing nodded. Song Cheng obviously didn't want to expose their affairs, and she couldn't help but give him face, so she said sadly: "Then I'll go back first."

Song Xiaojing subconsciously glanced at Song Cheng again, and left randomly. Seeing that Song Anle had been watching Song Xiaojing leave, he felt guilty and thought Song Anle had noticed something, so he said at the right time: "By the way, Anle, is there anything wrong with me when I come to see me so early?"

Song Anle took back his eyes, but saw Song Cheng's haggard and pale face again, so she said with reproach: "Look at your appearance, you are not allowed to drink in the future."

"It's just rare, I won't be there in the future." The words in Song Cheng's heart were regrets from the vest. If he hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have been absurdly chaotic with Song Xiaojing.

Knowing that Song Cheng was drinking to relieve his sorrows, Song Anle would not blame him too much except for worrying about his body, so she said lightly: "Then you clean up quickly and you can accompany me to Qing'er's place later."

"Are you going to tell her the truth?" Song Cheng seemed to have a clear answer in his heart, but he still had to face the day he was most reluctant to face.

After a night of careful consideration, Song Anle had already imagined the matter to be comprehensive. Qing'er's attitude was very clear. In family affection and feelings, she firmly chose feelings, and was completely discouraged by family affection. However, at this critical moment, they could not lose confidence in her, but gave her the warmest tolerance and care, which could at least win back the beauty of the past in her memory.

In addition to regaining family affection, Song Anle believes that the only way to make Qing'er give up on Gao Yuanshang is to tell her the truth. As for whether she can accept it, it can only be said that it is her personal tolerance and whether it is strong. But the only thing that makes her worry is whether Qing'er will go to Gao Yuanshang to confirm that if Qing'er tells Gao Yuanshang the truth, everything they have done will still be in vain.

Song Anle sighed deeply. Even if things evolved to the worst, she had no choice but to do anything at the moment, so she could only choose to take one step at a time. So she said lightly: "Do you think there is a better way to do it according to Qing'er's current emotions?"

For Song Cheng, telling Qing'er the truth is the most unfavorable step. For example, he understands Qing'er's personality, carelessly cannot bear major events in his heart, and is particularly curious, so he said with a dark face: "Let her calm down first, I'm worried..."

The key is that the scene that happened yesterday completely cleared Qing'er's trust in them, so Song Cheng was worried that when he told Qing'er the truth at this time, Qing'er might not be able to believe them. Even if Qing'er believed it, if Qing'er wanted to go to Gao Yuanshang to verify, they would definitely stop her again and again. At that time, Qing'er might think that they were deliberately making up lies to deceive her.

Song Anle also realized the side he was worried about in the sorrow on Song Cheng's face, but she still didn't want to go to that side, so she said uncertainly: "Are you worried that Qing'er won't believe us?"

Song Cheng sighed deeply and said with a serious look on his face: "Qing'er now has a deep misunderstanding of us. Think about it; if we tell her at this time that she and Gao Yuanshang are brothers and sisters, do you think she will believe it? Even if she can believe it, what if she is impulsive and wants to go to Gao Yuanshang to verify it, what should we do?"
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