78 Confession
◎In my previous life, in this life, I only loved you◎
It was quiet in the middle of the night, and the moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, faint, like a layer of thin gauze.
The two of them hugged each other on the large and soft sofa, their bodies entangled, but the atmosphere between them was unprecedentedly depressing and tense.
Song Shixi didn't like, and even hated this feeling very much.
She pursed her lips, and finally took the initiative to break the silence. She tentatively reached out and cupped his face, and asked softly, "What happened?"
He raised his head from her arms, revealing a handsome face. His short hair was a little messy, his skin was pale, and there was a hint of depth and sadness between his eyebrows. A hint of complexity flashed in his deep eyes, and then he immediately returned to his calm appearance, as if nothing had happened.
Her nose was straight and high beneath her curled eyelashes, her thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line as if in restraint, and her sharp jaw felt a little uncomfortable when she held it in her palm.
Their eyes met in mid-air, but the next second he turned away and said softly, "Nothing."
There's no need to let her know about this.
In fact, the most important thing is that he is afraid that if she finds out, it will cause a rift in their relationship, and he is even more afraid of hearing words from her that he cannot accept.
So, it’s better for him to know it alone.
Secrets should be kept deep in the heart forever.
After saying this, perhaps fearing she wouldn't believe him, Qin Yue took a deep breath and added, "Something happened at the company."
"You're lying." Song Shixi frowned more and more tightly, and directly exposed his lie.
Qin Yue was stunned, his jaw tensed, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but his tone remained calm, "I didn't lie to you."
Seeing this, Song Shixi fell silent. She could see that he was determined not to say more to her. No matter how much she pressed him, it would be of no use.
Looking at his cold and hard profile, she curled up the fingers on his cheek and finally slowly withdrew them.
Perhaps it was his indulgence and gentleness in the past that gave her confidence, making her feel that no matter what happened, he would always be the one to bow his head first between the two of them, so that now, when she suffered a little injustice, she felt upset and her nose was sour.
She held her breath, trying to suppress the astringency, but she couldn't. She felt that the two spoonfuls of softened hawthorn she had just eaten began to taste bitter, and quickly spread to her limbs and bones.
There was a thin red in her eyes, which soon turned into crystal clear tears. She turned her head away suddenly, and tears slid from the corners of her eyes to her temples, and finally spread out on the sofa cushions.
Qin Yue hadn't heard her speak for a long time, and he realized something was wrong. He turned around to look at her again, and saw this scene. He suddenly became flustered, picked her up and sat her on his lap, and hurriedly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Helpless and distressed, he said, "Why are you crying?"
She didn't say anything and didn't want to pay attention to him. She simply lowered her head and turned her head away to avoid his sight, imitating his previous behavior. However, her tears flowed out again. Her long eyelashes trembled fragilely like cicada wings. Her cheeks were stained with a layer of crimson, and her wet eyes made her look pitiful.
"Did I hurt you just now?"
As she wiped more and more tears, his tone became more and more helpless, his throat was dry and he was unable to speak. The moisture seemed to turn into magma, burning into his heart.
"I really didn't lie to you. There were some problems with the company's project in Guang City..."
"But that's not the main thing, right? You're in a bad mood, you're mad at me."
She interrupted Qin Yue harshly. Her voice was a little hoarse from crying for so long, but her tone was very sure. A few strands of hair on her cheeks were wet with tears and stuck tightly to her skin, which made her eyes look even more tearful and pitiful.
Qin Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he paused for a moment while wiping her tears. Then he denied it, "No."
He was never angry with her from beginning to end.
When I first heard the news, I was overwhelmed with shock, anger, disgust and other mixed emotions.
He was angry that Li Yanxing had fabricated the truth and put all the blame on her. He hated that Li Yanxing had her true love but didn't cherish it. He hated that Li Yanxing played with women and toyed with their feelings...
That's why he later went to meet that bastard Li Yanxing in person and forced him to tell the truth.
It turned out that the smell of jackfruit he smelled in her room at that time was not an illusion, and her throwing herself into his arms was not an accident...
But so what?
No matter what, those things are no longer important in his mind. What does a thousand mistakes have to do with her?
She was young and simple-minded, and Li Yanxing, that scum, was good at sweet talk. She must have been deceived, so she was confused for a moment and got involved with him.
We just wrote some sour poems, had dinner together a few times, and held hands a few times. We didn't even have a confirmed relationship, so it didn't mean anything.
What if the drug wasn't given to him in the first place? What if she had been insincere towards him from the beginning, with no other intentions towards him? What if it was all a misunderstanding, and he was just being overly enthusiastic?
He was willing and happy to do it.
Even if she still has feelings for Li Yanxing, it doesn't matter, he will make her forget.
Two people who will never meet again will always slowly forget each other. By then, her heart and eyes will be filled with only him, and only him.
How could a Li Yanxing affect their relationship? How could he create a rift between them? She had already cut her losses and turned back, so why should he dwell on the past? Why should he be jealous of their past relationship?
He has lived for so many years and still doesn’t understand the importance of cherishing the present?
And after spending so many days together, if he still can't tell who her true heart is with now, then he is really hopelessly stupid.
After figuring it out, Qin Yue reached out his hand and brushed the corners of her eyes. He finally dared to look her in the eye and said word by word firmly, "I don't care."
These four simple yet meaningful words caused a huge wave of shock in Song Shixi's heart. All the possibilities that emerged in her mind finally converged into one point. Thinking of this, she even forgot to cry. Her eyelashes trembled, and her fingertips scratched her palms, leaving deep crescent marks on them.
No wonder he only came home now, no wonder he lost his composure like this...
Song Shixi was a little surprised that this matter broke out so suddenly, but also felt that it seemed to be expected.
She forced him to tell the truth, but she was a little confused, not knowing what to do or what to say, especially his attitude.
Do you really not care? If you really don't care, why would you be filled with sadness?
Song Shixi straightened her back, threw herself forward and hugged his neck, holding him tightly in her arms. Her eyes were once again covered by the mist. She opened her red lips slightly and said frankly and seriously: "Qin Yue, I have only ever loved you."
"Whether it was in the previous life or this life."
It was not her wish to travel through a book, but no matter what, it had already happened.
In this world, in this era, she is the only one who knows this secret, and others just think she is still the same Song Shixi.
So sometimes she would feel confused. She lived a second life and occupied the original owner's body and life. Should she bear the consequences of her evil deeds, and should she be the one to take the blame and atone for her sins?
Because of her indecision, she became silent and lived a depressed life in the Qin family. After all, the original owner did push Qin Zhiyi down the stairs, which almost made her unable to dance anymore. At the same time, she was entangled with her fiancé.
The original owner felt sorry for Qin Zhiyi.
But she believed that she did not do it, and after she came here, she did not do anything to let Qin Zhiyi down.
She has to bear these so-called bad consequences, doesn't she feel wronged?
At the beginning, she followed her heart and chose to be with Qin Yue on impulse, which was more or less mixed with a bit of luck. She didn't want to think about what the outcome would be after the affair between the original owner and Li Yanxing was exposed, so she didn't think about how Qin Yue would react.
When this moment finally arrived, she realized that he liked and loved her more than she had imagined.
He even wanted to hide the matter from her, so that their relationship would remain in such a happy moment from beginning to end, and he would have to bear and digest all the emotions by himself.
She saw all the good things he did for her.
So she also wanted to tell him clearly that she and he were just like each other.
Hearing her words, Qin Yue's pupils suddenly dilated. He was shocked and happy at the same time. His body stiffened uncontrollably and the strength with which he held her increased.
What did she say? She only liked him?
The words "last life and this life" seemed a bit strange, but what she meant was that she already liked him, so much so that she wanted to plan for him to be with her for all eternity, the last life, this life, the next life, and the next life...
She only likes him?
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and her eyes began to moisten. She kept repeating with tears of joy that he was the same.
It was not until she was a little breathless and began to push him that Qin Yue realized that he had used too much force, so he quickly let go of her hand. However, he was reluctant to separate from her, and his thin lips slowly kissed away the tear marks on her fair face.
"It's all saliva." Song Shixi pushed him away in disgust, but her voice was full of laughter.
Their foreheads were pressed against each other, their breaths close to each other, entangled with each other. It was unknown who took the initiative first. In any case, the wet and salty taste melted in the mouth, and finally turned into a sweetness that was reluctant to let go.
The warmth and warmth intertwined make people unable to stop indulging in it.
Although the sofa was spacious, the space was limited after all. The two of them rolled into a ball, with Song Shixi sitting astride his waist, her long hair swaying in the air as her neck tilted back.
Qin Yue placed his strong arm on her back with a hint of caution.
The pajamas, which had already become a pile of rags, could not cover anything at all, revealing her round, white shoulders and their incredible softness.
Song Shixi hugged his shoulders and fed him actively.
She took advantage of the moment when he was looking down to unbuckle his belt. The hidden buckle popped open with a crisp sound, and she reached out to hook it out.
Then he couldn't wait to stand up slightly and sink in completely.
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes again, but with a different emotion.
By the time Qin Yue came to his senses, the matter had already become a foregone conclusion. A trace of confusion and astonishment spread across his handsome face, and veins bulged on his forehead. He pinched her waist, trying to interrupt this absurdity, his voice hoarse, "Wait, I'll get it."
How can she be so bold?
"No." Song Shixi held his face and kissed him deeply. Her black hair entangled with their arms, inseparable.
Is there anything that can make each other feel safer and more loved than a satisfying sex?
She needs it now.
【Author’s words】
[I'm late, sliding on my knees to enter [burst into tears] Send 99 red envelopes in the comment section [good luck Lianlian] The red envelope for the previous chapter has been sent [pat on the head]]
I was really struggling with how to write this chapter, but in the end, I decided it had come to this. The hero and heroine's mouths were meant to be used for talking, so there shouldn't be so many melodramatic misunderstandings. A sweet romance would be so much better [rainbow fart]. Of course, another reason is that I've discovered I really can't write anything too abusive [chin resting on hand]. Also, should I try writing a story about abusive relationships? (Thinking) [chin resting on hand]]
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