When He Yanchen asked this question, his voice became noticeably lower.
Lin Zhixing was about to explain when she felt a slight pain in the man's hand.
The words that came out of my mouth also became: "It hurts..."
"Sorry." He Yanchen released his hand and looked away. "If you want to explain to him, call him now. He should not be asleep yet."
The man spoke very quickly, and his emotions were obvious in his tone.
Lin Zhixing was about to explain when the elevator reached the top floor.
As the elevator door slowly opened, He Yanchen turned around and extended his arm to the woman, asking her to support him as he walked.
"Thanks."
Lin Zhixing placed his hand on the man's wrist.
After entering the house, she explained: "I'm not afraid that he will misunderstand, and there is no misunderstanding here."
Two people stood at the entrance.
Lin Zhixing stood against the entrance cabinet which was more than one meter high.
He Yanchen placed his hands on the entrance cabinet, trapping the woman in a small space. He lowered his eyes and said, "Lin Zhixing, Xiaoyu already knows that Xia Lu's child is not his. Their engagement should be cancelled."
The two men were very close to each other, and the man was leaning forward slightly.
Two buttons of his shirt collar were undone, revealing some muscular lines.
Lin Zhixing didn't know where to look for a moment, so he could only look up at He Yanchen and said, "This has nothing to do with me."
"It does matter." He Yanchen bent his legs slightly. "Xiao Yu will definitely come back to pursue you. I guess you have many shared memories, so he should play the memory card."
He Yanchen didn't know about Lin Zhixing and He Mingyu's academic past.
In his opinion, it is a blessing that two people can spend more than ten years together day and night.
There are always moments of happiness worth recalling.
He and Lin Zhixing only spent a month together.
One month is hardly worth more than ten years.
"Actually, no..." Lin Zhixing looked up at the man. "Although Master He and I are in the same school and class, we have completely different circles. To be precise, I am alone, and he has his own circle."
Lin Zhixing was the only poor person in that aristocratic school.
Her image of being poor was not created by the school, but was spread by He Mingyu.
Lin Zhixing is beautiful, tall and has a good figure.
Whenever boys talked about her, He Mingyu would always say, "She is the daughter of my nanny. Her mother died and her father didn't want her anymore, so my mother took her in out of kindness. It's no different than adopting a kitten or a puppy."
The classmates would start to make noises: "What do you mean, Lin Zhixing is just a dog you raise at home!"
He Mingyu laughed heartily: "You can understand it this way. If she leaves our house, she won't even be able to eat."
Lin Zhixing continued, "All the bad nicknames I had at school were given by him. At that time, I had no money to buy clothes, and my classmates would give me their old clothes. He called me Rag Star, saying that everything I wore was tattered."
When she recalled these things, her heart still ached.
It's not that she has no dignity, it's that she has no money, so there's no dignity to speak of.
What memories could they have worth sharing with someone who repeatedly trampled on her dignity while she was studying?
"Back in elementary school, I used a mechanical pencil for five years, and only a tiny bit of my eraser remained. He asked me if it was a relic from my mom," Lin Zhixing asked in a nasal voice. "What kind of memories would I have with someone like that?"
He Yanchen looked at the woman's slightly red eyes, leaned over, and murmured: "Then let's not recall the past..."
As the words fell, the man gently pinched the woman's chin and leaned over to restrain his lips against hers.
Tell her in a gentle tone: "Then spend more time in the future to create good memories..."
"good……"
Lin Zhixing had just uttered a few words when they were immediately swallowed up.
The man sucked the oxygen from her lungs bit by bit.
She was already feeling a bit dizzy from drinking, and the man's kiss was too aggressive. Her legs felt weak, and even with her hands around the back of his neck, she couldn't stand...
He Yanchen bent down and picked her up.
He didn't even change his slippers, didn't turn on the lights in the room, and just walked straight to the second bedroom...
When they reached the bed, He Yanchen gently placed her on the bed, then knelt on one knee on the mattress, supporting his body with his arm, and asked her, "Sleep, or continue..."
Lin Zhixing looked at the man and asked cautiously, "Did you buy it?"
The answer she got was not expressed in words, but in actions that were more passionate and direct.
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Early the next morning.
Lin Zhixing opened his eyes dazedly. Just as he was about to move, he felt as if his body was about to fall apart. Every bone ached...
Before she could make any further movement, an arm reached out and hugged her waist.
The man kissed her forehead and said with a heavy nasal voice: "Sleep a little longer, dear..."
Lin Zhixing's mind went blank for a moment, and the fragmented memories of last night began to be pieced together bit by bit.
It was easy to replay everything that happened last night in her mind.
Yesterday they started out lying on their sides.
Today I slept in the master bedroom.
It wasn't that the battlefield had changed, but the sheets on the bed were too tight for sleeping on the side, so the man carried her over.
It wasn't even over when I brought it to me.
Because of drinking, her brain seemed to have lost its ability to think yesterday. She said and did whatever she wanted...
There were several obvious bloodstains on the arm of the man in front of her that was hugging her.
These are all her masterpieces from last night...
It wasn't just his arms, but also his already scarred back, which had many new injuries because of her...
Lin Zhixing was most thankful that she was wearing pajamas at the moment...
You don't have to guess to know that the man changed it for her after she was so tired that she fell asleep last night.
"woke up?"
The man's voice came from the side of her ear, and his body unconsciously moved closer to her while he spoke.
Lin Zhixing froze, not knowing how to react. His face was already red as if it was about to bleed.
He Yanchen pretended not to notice, leaned over and kissed the woman on the forehead, and said with a smile: "Good morning."
"Good morning."
Lin Zhixing responded, quickly sat up, and tried to get out of bed...
She stood up and sat back down immediately.
Back pain, weak legs...
He Yanchen sat up, clasping the woman's wrist with his hand. "You said it hurt before you went to bed last night. Is it swollen? Do you need some medicine? What kind? I'll go buy some."
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