Her face flushed red as she spoke, "Brother... Xiao Yiting, what are you doing? Let me go... It hurts!"
At this moment, Xiao Yiting's face was devoid of any smile. Upon hearing this, the anger in his eyes deepened, and the force in his hand unconsciously increased. "What, now you won't even call me 'brother'?"
Tears welled up in Xiao Yisheng's eyes from the pain. The emotions she had been suppressing in her heart finally found an outlet. She suddenly looked up at him and glared, "Didn't you tell me to leave your Xiao family? Didn't you say I wasn't your sister? Why do I still call you brother?"
You're going to make me a sacrifice in a family marriage? Do you even consider me your sister?
The unspoken words were like sharp icicles, piercing my heart, both painful and cold...
The man's dark eyes suddenly froze, all reason returning in an instant. Looking at the girl with tears streaming down her face, he quickly released his grip as if pricked by needles. Under the moonlight, the marks left on her fair chin by his hand came into view.
Xiao Yiting's hand froze in place, and before he could react, she pushed him away.
Caught off guard, he was pushed and staggered backward a few steps.
"Xiao Yiting, you can leave. I will issue a statement severing all ties. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Xiao family or you, Xiao Yiting. If you're still not satisfied, I don't mind announcing that I'm not the real eldest daughter of the Xiao family. In the end, I just hope..."
"Enough!"
His deep voice abruptly interrupted her feigned composure as she stated her point!
He let out a soft breath and looked at her gently, "Stop fooling around, Xiao Sheng!"
He held her shoulders, leaned down slightly, and asked in a tone that seemed to contain a hint of indulgent helplessness, "What nonsense are you talking about? Hmm?"
The moonlight streamed through the window and fell on his face, making his dark eyes shine even brighter. Xiao Yisheng suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and the tears that had finally subsided welled up in his eyes again.
She bit her lip, lowered her head, and was furious at herself for her pathetic reaction.
It was just that he called him "Xiao Sheng" and his tone was a little gentler.
Is it really necessary?
Is it really necessary to just calm down like that?
Why is he being so gentle? Isn't his gentleness always reserved for Gong Xiaoning?
What exactly are they doing now?
One second he was glaring at her with a dark expression, the next he was so gentle she felt like she was dreaming…
Xiao Yisheng pinched her palm, and a sharp pain shot through her. She pursed her lips. Okay, it's not a dream!
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Xiao Yiting pulled her to sit on the sofa, took a tissue from the table and wiped the tears from her cheeks. Hearing no response from her, the man chuckled, "Weren't you quite talkative just now?"
His voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer evening, softly caressing your ear, light and airy, like a dream you never dared to dream of suddenly becoming reality.
Xiao Yisheng felt a panic in her heart, as if the whole world was collapsing and rebuilding. She cried even harder, her tears flowing like a flood, recklessly wetting his fingers as he wiped away her tears.
She hadn't read many books and was considered a poor student in school, yet she knew a poem:
I could have endured the darkness.
If I had never seen the sun
However, the sunlight has already made me desolate.
Becoming a newer desolation
Xiao Yiting's sudden tenderness was like this ray of sunshine, making her both longing and terrified. Once this tenderness, like the sunshine in a poem, vanished in an instant, how cold, how painful, how desolate she would feel...
Nothing in this world is more cruel than this!
She wished she had never had the tenderness he gave her.
She was terrified of pain, afraid that after all the beauty was gone, the desolate emptiness would cause her unbearable agony.
Xiao Yisheng abruptly pushed his hand away, looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes brimming with tears and filled with barely suppressed emotion, "You... don't do this, I'm too greedy..."
I can't help but want more...
She spoke with great difficulty, her heart aching terribly, as she uttered those few simple words.
She's said all that, and he's so smart, he must have understood. So he'll leave, and then leave himself alone in this empty room to lick his wounds.
Xiao Yiting did not withdraw his hand as she expected. Instead, he stubbornly changed his face towel and carefully wiped away her tears. "Xiao Sheng, I'm late. I've made you suffer today. I will give you an explanation. Don't cry!"
Xiao Yisheng stared up at him, stunned. His handsome face lacked its usual standardized smile; in the moonlight, the seriousness in his eyes was laid bare before her…
He was acting very strangely tonight, but Xiao Yisheng liked him so much.
Tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls, and she sobbed, "Brother, what happened to you..."
Yiting said he wanted you to marry into a powerful family, but you still disagree?
Grandpa Xiao's words suddenly echoed in his mind, and Xiao Yisheng suddenly stopped. Looking at his gentle eyes, the bitterness that had been building up in his heart was suddenly magnified infinitely.
She cried even harder.
Xiao Yiting looked at the face towel in his hand, which was soaked again, and sighed helplessly. He had never seen anyone cry so much.
Like a moving reservoir, the tears seemed endless.
He put down the towel as if defeated, and met her wet eyes. "Okay, you really need to talk it out, otherwise, I think you'll be crying nonstop tonight!"
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