Chapter 256 She is taking a bath

"Song Yi." Bian Cheng called her name first, then stared at her again and slowly opened his mouth: "Do you have someone you like?"

It was a question, but he said it in a statement tone, as if he didn't really need her answer.

Song Yi was already feeling guilty, and when he heard Bian Cheng ask this, he gripped the quilt even tighter, the sweat from his palms almost soaking the sheets.

There is a feeling of being caught in an affair.

"Don't be nervous." Bian Cheng saw Song Yi's white knuckles and patted her forearm. "I'm not saying this to blame you. If you want to break up, I will respect your decision."

Border Town is really graceful.

Perhaps it was because Song Yi had been with too few men, and within her limited contact with them, Bian Cheng was definitely the one with the best attitude when it came to breaking up, and he never lost his temper from beginning to end.

Song Yi understood the bad nature of men.

This has nothing to do with likes or dislikes. Some people are possessive and can't bear to see a woman leave so freely.

The most typical example is Xu Shengwen.

Of course, comparing Xu Shengwen with Border Town is an insult to Border Town.

After thinking for a while, Song Yi looked up at him and said "thank you" solemnly.

"Have you talked to your parents?" Bian Cheng thought carefully, "Do you need me to talk to them—"

"No, I've already said that." Song Yi looked at him a little embarrassedly, "I won't bother you with these. You've done enough."

After a pause, she continued, "I don't have anything to do. If you're busy with work, go back first and don't delay me."

"Now that you're back, stay for a few days." Bian Cheng changed the subject, his expression and voice becoming more serious: "Song Yi, I also need your help with something."

Song Yi's heart tightened at Bian Cheng's attitude: "Huh?"

Bian Cheng didn't keep anyone in suspense and said directly: "I agree with the breakup, but I can't tell anyone about it for the time being."

"If someone asks, I might need to tell them you're my girlfriend."

"It's okay." Song Yi agreed happily. She felt that this matter would not have a big impact on her. "You can say whatever you want. I probably won't fall in love next time."

Biancheng looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes.

He moved his lips, a question on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it and replaced it with, "Thank you."

Finally, he added: "It shouldn't take long."

Song Yi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it takes a long time, as long as I can help you."

This way her conscience would be better.

Bian Cheng was so smart that he naturally understood what she meant. "Song Yi, you don't have to feel guilty towards me. You haven't let me down."

"I said before we started dating that we were trying to cultivate our relationship. It's normal that you didn't fall in love with me."

"I thought I could." Song Yi lowered his head. "Maybe I overestimated myself."

"People always think they can do something and think they can control the overall situation. In fact... it's impossible." Song Yi sighed.

Bian Cheng didn't know what her words touched him and he fell silent again.

After a long moment, he smiled and said, "If you can't let go, why not try to take a step forward?"

He knew that Song Yi was talking about the person in her heart.

Biancheng didn't ask who that person was, it was her privacy.

Everyone has secrets, and in that respect, he and she are the same.

Song Yi shook his head, "No, I don't want to be trapped in the past."

The topic gradually became a little heavy. Biancheng saw that she looked a little sad, so he changed the subject in time and talked to her about school work.

Once the topic changed, Song Yi's mood became much better than before.

…

Breaking up with Bian Cheng went much smoother than Song Yi had imagined, and Bian Cheng's behavior also made her feel that they could continue to be friends after breaking up - in fact, even the way they got along had not changed much.

As for what Bian Cheng said, that he would not make it public after the breakup, Song Yi did not delve into the reason.

Maybe he needs a shield.

After all, Biancheng is of age, and the people around him must be worried. They might even introduce him to various blind dates, which are indeed quite troublesome.

If I can help him, that's fine.

Song Yi felt that this was not a big deal, and there was no need to keep asking about it.

After making this clear, she felt a lot more relaxed.

——

Bian Cheng stayed in Song Yi's ward for more than an hour. Later, Song Yi said he wanted to sleep, and it was not convenient for him to stay, so he left the hospital.

Biancheng took a taxi back to the apartment, took a quick shower and went to bed.

Due to his biological clock, Bian Cheng woke up at six o'clock the next morning and couldn't fall asleep again.

When he came out after washing up, the phone on the bed vibrated twice.

Biancheng picked up the phone and saw a message from someone in Jiangcheng.

Today, I went to deliver something to an elderly woman, but she wasn't home. After asking her neighbors, I learned that she had been sent to the hospital for several days.

Bian Cheng's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately made a voice call.

The person on the other end answered quickly: "Are you not busy?"

Biancheng: "Which hospital is the old lady in? What's wrong with her?"

"It seems he accidentally fell and was taken away by ambulance." The person on the other end said, "I asked around and they should have gone to Ruichuan, Jiangcheng's top private hospital."

"I thought you arranged it."

"No." Bian Cheng's expression was solemn, his jaw set tight. "How's school?"

"I haven't visited her recently. Why don't you just call and ask? The girl won't ignore your call anyway." The man opposite joked.

Biancheng didn't respond to him, just said "thank you" and hung up the phone.

After the call ended, Bian Cheng walked straight to the railing of the terrace.

He was leaning on the railing with one arm and holding his cell phone in the other. The October morning breeze in North City was already starting to get cold. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and was particularly awake.

Biancheng stood in this position for a long time before he found the number in the address book and dialed it.

The first call didn't go through, and no one answered the second call.

After the sixth beep, the other party finally picked up the phone, but did not speak as excitedly as before.

When the call was not connected immediately, Bian Cheng had a bad feeling in his heart.

The silence on the other end made his premonition even stronger.

Bian Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the scenery downstairs, "How are you doing recently?"

"Who are you?" The voice that responded to him was not a familiar female voice, but a man's voice.

Bian Cheng's pupils tightened, and his hands gripped the railing tightly, his alarm bells ringing: "This is Liang Lixia's phone."

"Yes, she's taking a shower. She doesn't have your number saved in her phone. Do you know each other?" The man's voice was full of questioning, as if his property had been violated.

When Biancheng heard his words, his eyelids twitched.

Before he could reply, the man on the other end warned him: "She is mine now, don't harass her again."

Then the call was cut off.

Bian Cheng listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, and those words played repeatedly in his ears, his expression cold and stern.