Si Yu's eyes were surging.

At this moment, a huge hole appeared to be cracked.

A kind of hot emotion was poured into the hole, following his blood vessels and his veins, all the way to his limbs and bones.

His whole body was so hot that he was sizzling, and his eyes were numb.

He had been waiting for Song Zhao's words of likeness for many years.

He once imagined various scenes in which Song Zhao said this to him.

I didn't expect that it was heard under this situation.

The scene I once dreamed of has become a poison that can drink into the liver.

"Song Zhao, there is really no need to do this." He gritted his teeth, red eyes, and said softly, "No one in this world likes Si Yu, but Si Yu doesn't need Song Zhao to be wronged to like him."

Even after knowing the truth, he was so angry that he wanted to destroy the world.

But he still won't do anything to Song Zhao, and he will not be able to hurt Song Zhao's family.

So Song Zhao doesn't need to say such nice words to coax him.

The girl he likes wants her to be happy, free, fearless, always proud, and always live happily.

Even if she did, she wouldn't look at him at all.

Song Zhao bit his lip, as if he was a little anxious, "I didn't feel wronged, I'm telling the truth."

Si Yu pressed his lips, his hands holding her chin were not loose, and his eyes looked at her made people feel cold, "If I told you that I have never changed my malice, I am a cruel and ruthless villain at my bones, you probably wouldn't say such words."

He is really too extreme.

It seems like he was going to crash into the south wall.

No matter what others say or do, they cannot turn back.

Song Zhao was very powerless at this moment and had not yet said anything in his throat.

I felt that the fingers holding her chin had increased the force, and the force gradually became heavier and heavier, until it seemed as if she was about to crush her chin, and I couldn't say a word at all.

She heard him ask.

"If you don't have dreams from your previous life, will you still be one step closer to me?"

Song Zhao's shoulders trembled slightly, and his pinched chin struggled slightly, his eyes unknowingly turned red, "It hurts..."

Such a grievanced tone, Si Yu felt heartbroken.

Si Yu let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted.

A bright red fingerprint was pinched out of the girl's pink and white jaw, which was shocking.

Si Yu's lip line straightened, he took a look, and suddenly turned around and left.

As if he was afraid that Song Zhao would give him an answer that he couldn't hold on.

He took a very fast step, and his back looked almost fleeing in panic.

Because he knew very well that as long as he took a little slower, he would surrender.

He didn't want to cry in front of her in a mess after knowing the cruel truth.

There was no way, he had no way to do anything to her.

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Si Yu did not come back all night after leaving.

Even though he knew the truth, he might not forgive him and would not want to see her.

But Song Zhao was still like a sculpture, standing there and waiting all night.

That night, Song Zhao was in a daze, his mind was blank, and he came back to his senses. It was already dawn.

When the servants in the mansion got up early and started working, they were startled when they saw Song Zhaodai standing in the well courtyard and quickly invited Biqing.
Chapter completed!