Chapter 129 Fu Quezhou, let's make a bet
After saying that, Su Yumian turned around and walked out.
It was still raining heavily outside. He walked to the eaves on the left side of the house and stared at the water droplets dripping from the tiles.
Fu Quezhou stood up and walked out, then stood beside Su Yumian.
The two stood side by side, looking at the heavy rain outside that showed no sign of stopping, speechless.
After a long while, Su Yumian finally spoke slowly, "Enough is enough."
Fu Quezhou was startled and asked, "What?"
Su Yumian withdrew his gaze, his complex expression replaced by a cold one. He turned to look at Fu Quezhou and said, "I asked you to stop those ridiculous behaviors. You bought breakfast and sent an umbrella. Have you forgotten that we are over?"
"Your persistence just makes me feel sick."
Su Yumian's words were like a sickle that mercilessly cut into Fu Quezhou's heart, causing him to hold his breath in pain.
At this moment, he felt that Su Yumian was like a gust of wind that was flying away from him and he was about to lose control of her.
He panicked and grabbed Su Yumian's wrist, explaining anxiously, "Mianmian, don't hate me. I know you're still angry with me because of your father, but your father is not dead..."
"Fu Quezhou!"
Su Yumian suddenly shook off his hand, glared at him with anger, and shouted, "Even now you still don't realize where you went wrong?!"
Fu Quezhou was stunned, with a hint of surprise and hurt in his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Su Yumian sneered, suddenly grabbed Fu Quezhou's collar and roared at him.
"You orchestrated this whole fucking scheme just to make me your puppet!! If you really loved me, you would have threatened me with my parents' lives!! This is what you call fucking love, I don't want it!!"
Su Yumian's emotions completely exploded. He hated Fu Quezhou and was disappointed with himself for not being able to live up to his expectations.
Even though he's been badly wounded, I still feel heartbroken when I see him hurt.
If he could, he really wanted to pull out that soft-hearted muscle.
He used to be such a gentle person, but now he is forced by Fu Quezhou to get angry and swear at every turn, and he is no longer like himself anymore.
Fu Quezhou was completely stunned by Su Yumian's sudden roar.
The surprise and hurt on his face were instantly replaced by greater panic.
The blood color faded from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning it pale.
Everything he had done to Su Yumian in the past flashed through his mind again and again, and it seemed like the first time he truly saw how hurtful his past actions had been to Su Yumian.
His self-righteous affection and helplessness were seen by Su Yumian as complete and disgusting calculations and threats.
“No…No…”
Fu Quezhou's voice was dry and trembling. He subconsciously wanted to grab Su Yumian's hand, but he dodged him in disgust.
His hand froze in mid-air, his fingertips trembling slightly, and he explained in a pale and confused voice, "Mianmian, I'm not, I didn't..."
He was incoherent, and his usual calmness and composure were gone, leaving only the panic and helplessness of having his worst thoughts exposed.
"You didn't?"
Su Yumian sneered, the coldness in her eyes almost enough to freeze someone, "Then tell me, what is that?! Using my parents' lives to force me to stay, to force me to obey, if this isn't manipulation, what is it?! Fu Quezhou, your love is truly terrifying to me!!"
The last sentence was like a poisoned dagger, accurately piercing the softest part of Fu Quezhou's heart, causing him to almost curl up in pain.
He looked at the undisguised disgust and coldness in Su Yumian's eyes. It was a dead silence that came after complete disappointment and complete giving up.
Fu Quezhou felt more terrified than the previous quarrel and the previous escape.
The "reasons" and "excuses" he had relied on to capture Su Yumian were completely shattered at this moment.
Only then did he realize that his so-called love was so horrible and unbearable in Su Yumian's eyes.
Huge panic and despair instantly trapped him. He was no longer the high and mighty Mr. Fu who controlled everything. He was just a poor guy who was about to be completely eliminated.
"Mianmian, it's not like that. I just love you too much and I'm afraid you'll leave me, so..."
“That’s enough!”
Su Yumian interrupted his meaningless explanation and didn't want to stay with him for a moment.
Turning around, with his back to Fu Quezhou, he said coldly, "Fu Quezhou, let's let each other go. From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine. From now on... we won't meet again."
After saying that, Su Yumian turned around and was about to leave.
Seeing how determined he was, Fu Quezhou panicked for a moment, hurriedly grabbed Su Yumian's wrist, and knelt down regardless of the injury on his knee.
"No, Mianmian, don't go. I know I was wrong. I am sorry for you. I really know I was wrong..."
Fu Quezhou seemed to have lost all his strength, and his voice was choked and hoarse with a kind of collapse.
"Mianmian... I'm sorry... I beg you not to leave. I beg you, even if you don't forgive me, don't let me be away from you. I'll go crazy if I do that, so I beg you..."
He crawled forward two steps on his knees, no longer restraining her forcefully, but grabbing Su Yumian's trouser leg in an almost humbly manner.
He raised his head, his eyes quickly turned red, and tears flowed down like a broken dam, his eyes full of pleading, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.
Su Yumian tried to pull his trouser legs out, but Fu Quezhou held them too tightly.
He finally sighed, his tone no longer as cold as before, but with a hint of relief.
"Fu Quezhou, please be more mature. We are completely over it. What else do you want?"
"No, please give me another chance. I really know I was wrong. I will never treat you like that again. I beg you, Su Yumian, I beg you not to leave me..."
Fu Quezhou's voice was trembling violently, almost sounding like crying. He had never felt so embarrassed and humble before.
At this moment, Fu Quezhou took off all the cloaks of paranoia and strength, and finally laid out the deepest fear, anxiety and despair in his heart nakedly in front of Su Yumian.
He knelt here, no longer a perpetrator, but more like a prisoner waiting for redemption, but knowing that he was deeply sinful and might have no hope.
Su Yumian felt a dull pain in his heart as he listened to his pleading voice, so painful that he could hardly breathe.
How could he not be moved when such a strong and paranoid man was kneeling at his feet, begging him not to leave?
After all, this person is his first love and the man he has been secretly in love with for three years.
He turned slowly and looked at Fu Quezhou with cold eyes.
"Fu Quezhou, why don't we make a bet?"
He paused, pulled out his trouser legs, and said coldly, "If things take a turn for the better within a month, even if you win, I'll give you a chance, but you're not allowed to get close to me during this period."
He was now teasing Fu Quezhou just as Fu Quezhou had teased him before.
He gave a glimmer of hope but then extinguished it with his own hands. When it comes to cruelty, he is no less.
At this moment, his and Fu Quezhou's identities were swapped. Now Su Yumian became the absolute controller, while Fu Quezhou became the passive party.
Whether this bet wins or loses, Su Yumian has the final say.
He has given him the opportunity, and it depends on him whether he can seize it.
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