Song Shengsheng pushed his shoulder: "Are you angry already?"

Jiang Yiyu didn't say anything.

Song Shengsheng pushed him again.

He picked up the remote control from under the pillow beside him and switched to the news channel. He watched the host reporting the news with a polite smile. The more he watched, the sadder he felt, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Hey, Brother Yi Yu, you can't be that serious, it's just a joke."

"It's not funny at all, Song Shengsheng, it seems like you don't love me at all. To you, I'm just a doll that you always wanted but never got. Now you have it, it's exciting for a few days, and when you've had enough of it, that's enough. I'm the only one who foolishly thinks that you love me so much that you can't live without me..."

"I'm not... I'm just worried about you. It's for your own good."

"You said such hurtful words to me for my own good? Just because I'm lame, you don't want me anymore. What's the difference between that and throwing away a doll with a broken leg and buying a new one? Even if it was a joke, you can't be so funny to me. I came back from far away just because I missed you. All my enthusiasm was extinguished by you, and I suddenly realized that you might not like me that much. Song Shengsheng, do you understand this feeling?"

"I understand." Song Shengsheng tried to hug his arm, but he dodged it. Jiang Yiyu choked up and continued, "You don't understand at all. You have never lacked love, and you will never be chosen, abandoned or betrayed. Everyone, including me, has always held you in their arms. How can you, standing on the clouds, understand the feelings of those who look up at the clouds?"

“…”

"Song Shengsheng, if you can't be with me forever and be loyal forever, don't make promises so easily. I'm not a doll that you can easily abandon."

Song Shengsheng sighed: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you, please don't be angry."

Jiang Yiyu stubbornly turned his head away and didn't look at her, but at the moment when Song Shengsheng apologized, he couldn't help but slowly raised the corners of his lips, and in an instant he returned to his aggrieved look: "I want to be alone for a while now, don't worry about me, I'll be fine in a while."

"Brother Yi Yu..." Song Shengsheng pinched his arm: "Don't cry! Why are you so fond of crying? What should I do if you are like this?"

Seeing his goal achieved, Jiang Yiyu turned around, and a tear obediently burst out, sliding down his cheek silently. He felt wronged, pitiful, forbearing, and had a beautiful sense of brokenness. He had practiced this crying scene technique countless times in front of the mirror: "Coothe me."

Sure enough, Song Shengsheng also fell for this trick. She reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Tell me, how do you want me to coax you?"

Jiang Yiyu lowered his eyes: "What do you think?"

Song Shengsheng understood, she leaned forward and kissed his lips: "Kiss you, then what?"

"not enough."

Song Shengsheng kissed him again and nuzzled his nose affectionately: "Does this mean we have achieved our goal?"

“Not really.”

"Two tears for two kisses, Jiang Yiyu, you're not at a loss. After all, I've never kissed a doll before."

Jiang Yiyu's brows, which had just relaxed, wrinkled again: "I'm not a doll!"

"I didn't say you were."

"Song Shengsheng, why are you so irritating!"

"I'm not the hottest girl anymore, Brother Yi Yu, why do you only remember how well-behaved I was? Hmm? Beauty is in the eyes of lovers, so they only remember the good things, right?" Song Shengsheng smiled and kissed his lips again. She stood up, sat on his legs, and hugged his neck: "Jiang Yi Yu, there is one thing I want to correct you on. I never play with dolls."

"Then you'll buy me a bear?"

Song Shengsheng pinched his red earlobe and looked at him with a smile: "Because you are a crybaby, I have to comfort you."

"I'm not."

"Oh, then that's not the case. I just want to ask you one question, are you still being upset? Are you going to kiss me?"

"Let's be clear, if I really become lame, will you really not want me anymore?"

Song Shengsheng bumped his forehead with him: "How can I bear to do that?"

Jiang Yiyu raised the corner of his lips: "Song Shengsheng, it's a good thing you're a girl. If you were a boy, I'm afraid you'd be even worse than Song Ming."

"I don't deserve that. After all, from the beginning to the end, I was only after you."

"What a coincidence, me too." Jiang Yiyu decided to stop while he was ahead. He put his arm around her waist and kissed her.

After a while, his slightly cool fingertips found their way into Song Shengsheng's skirt, and his fingertips pressed against her left shoulder blade. He remembered that Song Shengsheng had a small mole there, and he had wanted to kiss it for a long time...

After a while, he placed a kiss on her chin...

Song Shengsheng raised her head, lowered her eyes to look at the top of his head, and smiled: "Why are you doing this? Won't you be torturing yourself later?"

Jiang Yiyu casually threw her short-sleeved T-shirt aside. He rested his forehead on her collarbone and said in a muffled voice, "Then don't even think about having an easy time."

"I have to be better off than you."

"My dear, at this time, do you want to compete with me to see who wins and who loses?"

"It's obvious that now I'm higher than you."

Song Shengsheng pushed him away and held his face: "Jiang Yiyu, you are timid. Don't torture yourself if you are not prepared."

"Who said I wasn't ready?"

Song Shengsheng raised her eyebrows slightly: "Do you dare?"

"I dare you!"

"You know what I'm talking about."

Jiang Yiyu remained silent, looking away from her, his face getting redder and redder.

Song Shengsheng smiled and hugged his neck again, resting her chin on his shoulder: "Don't brag, it's not shameful to lose to me. After all, you have been giving in to me for twelve years."

Jiang Yiyu bit her shoulder lightly, leaving a shallow tooth mark: "I win this time."

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