Chapter 78 Chapter 78 A Falling Butterfly
From returning to the bedroom to half-lying on the bed, Tao Ning said nothing. The family doctor was examining him with instruments. He said there was nothing serious and told him to take his medicine on time and then left.
Song Yucong's tense expression relaxed. "Hey, country bumpkin? Why aren't you talking?" However, the person on the bed was still lost in thought, his eyes blank, and he ignored his words.
His face darkened instantly, and Song Yucong kicked the edge of the bed. With a "bang", Tao Ning's thoughts were brought back to reality.
The pair of misty eyes looked over, as if they were meeting Song Yucong for the first time, staring at his face motionlessly.
"What are you looking at?" Under Tao Ning's almost direct gaze, Song Yucong's ears turned red unnaturally, and he glared: "If you look at me again... I will..."
His eyes fell on the quilt covering Tao Ning, "I'll suffocate you with the quilt!"
“…”
Tao Ning ignored his childishness and asked seriously, "Is Song Heng your biological brother? I mean a blood brother, a brother born to the same parents."
Song Yucong frowned. "Why are you asking this?" His face darkened. "Are you blindly attracted to him? Or are you dating him behind my back?"
Whenever Tao Ning mentioned other men, Song Yucong would feel inexplicably angry and unable to control his emotions.
Even though Tao Ning is a good-tempered person, sometimes she really wants to pry open Song Yucong's brain to see what's going on in his mind all day long.
It seems that in Song Yucong's eyes, all the men in the world seem to have an affair with him. I'm afraid that if Tao Ning mentions a male ant, Song Yucong will think that this male ant likes him.
"No," Tao Ning said sternly. He didn't want to talk to Song Yucong anymore and planned to ask someone else, "Where did Ayun go? I haven't seen Ayun since I got off the bus."
Song Yucong's expression was a little strange. "I told him to pack up and leave."
This meant that Ayun was fired. Tao Ning paused as she got out of bed, her brows furrowed. "Why? Ayun is a very nice person. Did she do something wrong?"
"Tao Ning, you feel uncomfortable if you don't mention other men, right?" Song Yucong suddenly became furious and jealous. He couldn't stand Tao Ning mentioning other men's names, no matter who they were.
In the past few months since coming to Haizhou, Tao Ning has not only gained more experience, but also developed a spoiled temper. He is not afraid of Song Yucong at all. In addition, he is very anxious at the moment, hiding something, and can't wait to verify it.
So he said angrily, "Why are you so annoying? You bully others by taking advantage of your power, you're overbearing and selfish, and when I ask you questions you always end up bringing up that topic. Aren't you annoying?"
Are you annoying? Are you annoying?
This was the first time that Tao Ning spoke in such a heavy tone. The three words "Are you annoying?" kept ringing in Song Yucong's ears. His face turned visibly pale, and finally as pale as paper, and his lips even trembled a little.
But the next second, Song Yucong's eyes quickly turned red, his hands were like iron clamps around Tao Ning's shoulders, and his scorching breath sprayed on Tao Ning's face.
"You yelled at me for him?!" A furious voice shook the entire bedroom. "How dare you yell at me for a servant?!"
Tao Ning suppressed her anger and struggled, "Let go."
But the man in front of him had completely lost control. Instead of letting go, he held him even tighter, his vicious gaze seeming to want to eat him alive.
Suddenly he sneered and said, "Yes, I almost forgot, you are the same kind as him, not only effeminate but also poor-looking. Only someone like you can get involved with a lowly servant..."
In the past, Tao Ning could tolerate Song Yucong's harsh words when he was the target of a mission. But now, for no reason, he can no longer tolerate it, because these words stimulate him like poison.
There was a "pop" sound!
The crisp sound brought the already tense atmosphere to a freezing point. The man tilted his head, as if a basin of cold water had instantly extinguished his irrational arrogance. With his back hunched, he remained silent for a long time, maintaining a stiff posture.
"I'm sorry." Tao Ning felt instantly guilty, thinking she was also at fault. She knew Song Yucong might have a mental illness due to past events, so she should have been more patient when talking to him. She said in a panic, "Does it hurt? Let me see."
The hand that wanted to touch her cheek was slapped away. The man lowered his head and didn't look at Tao Ning, "...get out."
"Song Yucong..."
"Get out! I told you to get out! Get out of here!"
Song Yucong roared and retreated, his face ferocious, and his tall body began to tremble violently, like a trapped beast forced back into a cage by its owner.
When Tao Ning saw him like this, her heart suddenly ached for no reason. She could only soothe him in a soft voice: "I'm leaving now, you need to calm down."
He put on his shoes and wanted to go out to find a doctor, but before he even reached the bedroom door, there was a loud bang! Behind him, he heard the sound of a huge object falling to the ground.
Tao Ning turned around suddenly and saw Song Yucong curled up on the ground, his lips trembling, and his blood-red eyes staring at him with hatred and paranoia, as if he would drown in the water if Tao Ning left.
Even this bedroom doesn't have a sink.
Tao Ning was startled and rushed forward. "Where did you fall? Song Yucong, can you still hear me?"
Tao Ning was so scared that she was incoherent. She wanted to help him up, but she was too weak to lift him.
The man lying on the ground clenched his hands and said in a trembling voice: "You...you get out...I don't want you...you get out..."
It's already this late, and you're still so stubborn! Tao Ning was so angry that she had to shout for help.
Fortunately, a servant was delivering snacks outside the bedroom. He heard the noise and rushed in. He saw Song Yucong trembling on the ground. He was so scared that he almost broke the plate in his hand. He hurried to call an ambulance and the scene was chaotic for a while.
In the study downstairs, there is a crackling sound!
Everything in the study was smashed to pieces: expensive china, vases with withered flower buds, childish coffee cups with human figures carved on them...
Finally, there was the dusty wedding photo in the corner. The woman in the photo had a beautiful smile, her long seaweed-like hair was tied into a princess bun, and a white veil fell quietly between her happy eyebrows, like a silver galaxy.
Until cracks climbed up her beautiful cheeks, but she remained silent, looking at herself twenty years later in the study through the broken glass.
The woman's bare feet stepped on the broken porcelain pieces, and scarlet blood instantly oozed out, but she seemed not to feel the pain. She was wearing the red Xiuhe dress she wore for the wedding, and the exquisite and sparkling pearls on the clothes jingled with her crazy movements.
"That's enough Wu Yue!"
“Not enough! Not enough!!”
The hoarse roar made her face look hideous. Mrs. Song gasped for breath, her red eyes seemed to be crying and laughing. She seemed to suppress the man in front of her with her voice, or perhaps her voice attracted the man's attention, which made her happy.
She shed a tear, "...You always say I'm crazy, Song Rongguo..." At this point, she choked slightly, "You never used to be mean to me...Have you forgotten?"
Song Rongguo's face was full of impatience, and even the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were filled with disgust. He took a few deep breaths and saw the blood on the soles of her feet, and his heart moved slightly.
He suddenly remembered that many years ago, the woman imitated the stories in the movies and clumsily embroidered a mandarin duck purse for him, but accidentally cut her finger. Only a drop of blood came out, but she cried and acted like a spoiled child, saying it hurt so much. He coaxed her for several days.
But these images only flashed by.
Soon, Song Rongguo felt nothing in his heart, even though he knew that as long as he showed a caring look, this stupid woman in front of him would do anything for him.
But now he didn't even want to pretend, "Stop talking about those old things, aren't you ashamed, Wu Yue? You are forty-five or forty-six this year, right? Do you think you are a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl? Know yourself, don't act like a shrew all the time, and wear this dress, aren't you ashamed..."
"Don't you love me anymore?" The woman seemed not to hear what he said, and looked at him with tearful eyes.
Song Rongguo thought she was completely crazy and scolded her, "Is it fun to dwell on these issues? Didn't you know long ago that I was with you just for your family's money? Now we're living our own lives, and we can still give each other some respect for the rest of our lives."
"Do you love me then?"
"Wu..."
"Speak!" Mrs. Song interrupted him with a scream, speaking incoherently, "Speak! You said you loved me! Speak!"
Song Rongguo looked at her yelling with cold eyes, and finally sarcastically said: "Crazy."
He turned around and tried to leave, but the woman grabbed his hand. The person behind him cried and said, "You love me, don't you, Song Rongguo, you love me..."
The sharp and unkempt nails dug into the flesh, causing a stinging pain in Song Rongguo's arm. He thought about how he had been worried these past few days, with the police coming over again and again and a bunch of things waiting for him to deal with, while there was a madman at home who was making his life difficult. The pain pricked his last tense nerve.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Song Ronggu turned around and slapped the woman. The heavy slap made the woman fall to the ground, her dry long hair disheveled, obscuring her entire expression.
"Are you done yet?!" Song Rongguo was furious and roared, "Have some shame, Wu Yue! Well, since you want me to say it myself, then I'll tell you--"
"I, Song Rongguo, have never loved you from the beginning to the end! I have been using you from the beginning to the end!"
The woman lowered her head and said nothing.
The study was so quiet that you could even hear a pin drop. Song Rongguo's anger subsided, and he asked coldly, "Don't mention those things in the future. I'll ask you again, where is the will your father left for Song Yucong?"
The woman remained silent.
Finally, the only sound in the study was the loud slamming of the door.
Downstairs, the shrill sirens of the ambulance resounded throughout the villa. Tao Ning and the servant supported the trembling Song Yucong and slowly walked towards the door.
From the bedroom to the downstairs, Song Yucong only kept saying "get out", but his hand was tightly holding Tao Ning's wrist, refusing to let go, as if it was his only life-saving straw.
When everyone was about to reach the door—there was a loud bang!
A red shadow came from the sky, like a beautiful butterfly falling to the ground. In an instant, the bright red blood bloomed like a flower, and like boiling magma, it pulled everyone into endless death.
“Ahhh! Someone’s dead!!!”
"lady--!"
"Song Yucong!"
"Someone come! Someone's dead!"
A few drops of warm blood splashed onto Song Yucong's face and slid down like tears. His whole body was stiff, as if he could not move. He could only hear the chaotic and distorted screams around him.
The woman's blood-soaked eyes, lifeless and gentle, looked into his tearful eyes.
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