Chapter 114 I'm not going back with you (Part 1)
Song Shengsheng hesitated and was unwilling to say that he still remembered what happened last time.
It had been a long time since he questioned her about taking his book.
If she stubbornly keeps it in mind, it would seem that she is petty, mean and vindictive.
Song Shengsheng scratched her hair and explained weakly, "I forgot."
She was still reluctant to touch his things. Clothes were easy to deal with, but as for his books, notebooks, pens, and other things, who knew whether she could see or touch them.
Song Shengsheng had just worked hard for half a day, and now her face was rosy, her cheeks were round, plump, and beautiful.
She looked up at him slightly, and felt that as long as she spoke to him in a negotiating tone, he would agree to everything.
"Fu Cheng, I'm so tired, can you clean up by yourself?"
Fu Cheng couldn't describe how he felt at that moment. His heart was like an empty wall with four sides. He could hear an echo every time he knocked on it. It felt empty.
The sour, exploding pain could only be swallowed back silently.
She was timid and could not withstand his intense outburst.
Fu Cheng lowered his eyelids and remained silent for a long time, so long that he seemed unable to speak anymore.
He grabbed her wrist, as if he was still grudged, and weighed every word carefully, "Why don't you pack for me? Why don't you put my luggage with you?"
His tone of voice was almost the same as usual. Even his voice was almost the same.
However, this kind of questioning attitude was full of sharpness that would never appear in front of her normally, and it was somewhat aggressive without being seen.
Song Shengsheng didn't expect Fu Cheng to care about such a trivial matter.
It's not like he hasn't done housework before! Isn't he the one who washes the dishes, does the laundry, and cleans?
Why does he get angry when I ask him to pack his luggage by himself?
Song Shengsheng was a bit of a bully to begin with, and seeing how strong and aggressive he was, she subconsciously took a step back.
Fu Cheng saw her retreat, and the darkness in his eyes darkened a little, as if a faint fire of karma was burning quietly deep in his eyes.
He was very strong, and he grabbed her wrist with his bony fingers and pulled her back.
Song Shengsheng felt a pain in his wrist bone, and his expression looked a little frightened.
What happened to Fu Cheng now? Has he become lazy? He actually wants to use her as a babysitter.
She wouldn't do that.
Song Shengsheng didn't want to confront him head-on. She gradually felt that he was not that scary anymore, so she said in a coaxing tone, "I don't know what you are going to bring. You can pack it yourself."
Fu Cheng raised his eyelids and looked at her: "You're lying."
Song Shengsheng's wrist hurt so much that she murmured, "My hand hurts."
Fu Cheng seemed not to hear anything and did not react. He still held her hand, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
How could Song Shengsheng tolerate any grievance now? Fu Cheng ignored all her words, as if her feelings were not important at all.
She said it hurt, but he pretended not to hear.
She said she was tired, but he still asked her to help him pack his luggage.
Song Shengsheng raised her tense little face, which was only the size of his palm, puffy, with thin and soft skin, white with a hint of red, which was very tempting.
"I said my hand hurts!"
Fu Cheng stared into her eyes. He seemed to be the one who had suffered the most injustice. Bloodshot was clearly visible in his eyes. He wanted to force every word he said to her out from deep in his throat. He asked her, "Shengsheng, did you really like me?"
How could Fu Cheng really not care at all?
If she had never liked him from the beginning to the end, if it was all his wishful thinking and self-righteousness from the beginning to the end, if her initial affection was all fake...
Fu Cheng's eyes darkened again.
He thought she still liked him before.
Every time she appeared in front of him, it was obvious that she was creating an encounter with him in a very clumsy way.
"Captain Fu, are you thirsty? I'll bring you some water."
"Oh! What a coincidence, how can it be such a coincidence, why are you here too? I came here to bring food to my parents."
"Captain Fu, it's getting dark now and I'm a little scared. Can you take me home?"
"Captain Fu, these are peaches that my family grows. This one looks the sweetest. I'll give it to you."
"I am happy to see you. You are beautiful."
"Captain Fu, my mother asked me to get married, and I don't want to marry anyone else."
The words from years ago vaguely echoed in his ears again.
Fu Cheng still remembers her expression at that time. Her little face was sunburned red under the sun, and she smiled a little shyly, but the look in her eyes when she looked at him was bold and full of spring.
Of course Fu Cheng was not unacceptable. She had laughed like this in front of other people before and had used this clumsy method before.
She was in a bad situation at that time.
There's nothing wrong with wanting a better future.
She is not the kind of person who would treat herself badly. She is so pretty and likable, it is only natural for her to want to find a good one.
Fu Cheng just couldn't stand it.
It was a lie that she had ever liked herself.
Fu Cheng's eyes were a little sore. He saw a twisted and dark self. He looked up and saw that she didn't answer. He pinched her chin and said, "You said you liked me last night, but you don't even want to touch my things."
"Aren't you a good actor? Why don't you want to act for me even though I'm at home right now?"
"You never liked me, did you?"
"Song Shengsheng, speak."
Song Shengsheng was stunned when she heard him calling her by her full name.
He forced her to say things she didn't want to say.
He was so ruthless in exposing her disguise, pointing out that she had been acting all this time and that her kindness to him was all false.
Yes, that's right.
But, but that’s not entirely true.
Song Shengsheng felt she couldn't breathe. She blinked and her face instantly became wet, one drop or two like rain.
She opened her mouth, her throat choked with sobs.
She looked at him with red eyes and said loudly: "That's right! It's all fake! It's all a lie!"
She pushed him away.
Fu Cheng was caught off guard and pushed away by her.
Song Shengsheng sniffed her red nose, "I just didn't tidy up your clothes! Why are you so mean to me? You are really, really unreasonable."
When Fu Cheng got the answer, he felt completely relieved.
The pain in my heart is beyond words, as if I were suffocating.
He has never been in such a situation before. There is no way he can handle a person. It's not about being sad, upset, letting go, or forcing.
Song Shengsheng wiped her tears and sobbed, "I don't dare to touch your things at all."
"When I touch your things, you get mad at me, scold me, and look at me as if I'm uneducated."
"I didn't touch your things, but you were still mad at me, saying that I was always lying to you and that I was always wrong."
"I just don't want to help you with your clothes. I don't want you to question me again. I don't want you to ask me why I touched your things without your permission."
"I just hold grudges. I remember it clearly from months ago. I will never forget the little bit of bad things you did to me."
She felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and then she said, "Forget it, I won't go back to the capital with you. Xiaochi and I will stay in Ningcheng, and you can go back by yourself."
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