52 Yuan Chiye's home was stolen
Su Tang didn't dare to get any closer and could only comfort him.
"Don't burn yourself out. It's not your fault. It's not your fault that you don't like her."
Song Hanjun fell to the ground, sweat soaking the front of his clothes, and his breathing gradually became steady.
He lowered his head.
"Feel sorry,"
Su Tang also felt that he was getting impatient.
"I've never understood why some people seek death and develop psychological problems when the world is so beautiful and life is so colorful. Now it seems you just have a hurdle in your heart that you can't get over."
Seeing that Song Hanjun was much more stable, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was too radical and wanted to cure you as soon as possible, but I always feel that you really don't need to care so much. Her fate is in her own hands. If she dies, not even the Great Luo Immortal can save her."
Thinking of her, I feel a little angry.
"Blame her greed. She was still thinking about someone missing her when she died. What kind of thing is that? If you don't love me, should I die in front of you? If you don't even love yourself, how can you expect others to love you?"
Su Tang looked into Song Hanjun's eyes.
"This only proves that the girl was extreme. This is a typical moral blackmail. You must firmly believe that it is really not your fault. There is no need to blame yourself."
Song Hanjun's heart trembled for a moment.
He remembered that the overwhelming news at that time was all blaming him, and some bad media even fabricated that he was the one who cheated on Ding Yao and caused her to commit suicide.
Although his father suppressed the trending search, his family only cared about the impact it would have on the family.
Later, Ding Yao's family also found him and scolded him for taking someone's life and calling him a murderer.
Ding Xiumin also turned against him. Ding Yao was his sister. After witnessing Ding Yao's death, Ding Xiumin always wanted to die with him.
No one ever told him it wasn't his fault.
So he also felt that it must be his fault.
Song Hanjun looked up at Su Tang with a complicated look in his eyes.
"You are the first,"
Su Tang was stunned.
"What first?"
Song Hanjun lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
"Su Tang, you are the first person who makes me desperately want to get better."
Su Tang looked down at him, his extremely shallow pupils were mixed with a bit of brokenness, making people want to comfort him.
"Of course. You are such an outstanding person, you were born to shine on the stage."
Song Hanjun chuckled.
"But it seems I can't get over it so easily in a short time."
"Don't be so fussy, let's fight fire with fire. You're not afraid of being touched by girls, so let's do it."
Su Tang hardened his heart, grabbed Song Hanjun's hand, and pressed it against his chest.
"How do you feel now?"
Song Hanjun was frightened by Su Tang's action. The softness of his palm made his mind go blank. He curled his fingers and his heart trembled slightly.
“It feels… very flat.”
“????”
It was clearly in the heart, but what was Song Hanjun thinking about?
Su Tang almost roared,
"I'll let you feel the heartbeat!"
Song Hanjun's forehead was covered with sweat, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He pulled his hand back as if he had been burned, but Su Tang grabbed his wrist tightly while he was struggling.
"How is it? Are you not afraid of anything?"
Song Hanjun's breathing deepened, and a sticky blood flashed before his eyes. He felt like he was in an ice cellar, with the taste of rust filling his tongue and screams echoing in his ears.
But the warmth in his palm was of another temperature, he could feel the regular pulsation,
Miraculously, he suppressed his fear.
"I...I did it?"
He looked at his hands in disbelief, not shaking.
My heart was beating wildly, deafening, but this time it wasn't out of fear.
Su Tang said calmly,
"Look, girls are not monsters. We are all ordinary people with passionate hearts. You won't hurt anyone else. You can get along normally with the opposite sex. There's nothing strange about it, and it's no big deal."
Song Hanjun suddenly understood. Indeed, it was no big deal.
He laughed, his laughter was hoarse like crying,
"Su Tang, you are really..."
"What is it really?"
Song Hanjun suddenly hugged her into his arms, and he pressed her head on his shoulders, sighing from the bottom of his heart.
"You...are the best gift God has given me,"
Su Tang struggled for a while, but failed to break free.
"Then please get well soon. We can't lose. My life is at stake."
"good······"
Song Hanjun tightened his arms, and for a moment he felt that Su Tang had healed the wounded heart of his.
"What are you doing?"
A cold voice came from the door.
The two of them were startled.
Yuan Chiye stood at the door, his knuckles on his clenched fists turning white. He kicked open the door of the vocal room and strode in with a cold face.
Yuan Chiye has been wondering for the past three days why Su Tang always leaves early and comes back late. He promised to play well in the competition, but after becoming the captain, he has been missing all day.
Everyone was so lazy that Ding Xiumin simply stopped coming to the training room.
Seeing that Group A had already started regular training, he realized that if this continued, Group B would be completely finished, so he went to find Su Tang early in the morning to discuss the training.
As a result, he saw Su Tang and Song Hanjun hugging each other.
He was surprised that Su Tang asked him to deliver food to Song Hanjun the day before yesterday afternoon.
It turns out that the two of them fell in love with each other at some point, and now at this critical moment, they are hiding in the vocal room for a date?
Yuan Chiye's mood at this moment was like starting a game and was about to attack the enemy's high ground, but in the blink of an eye, his home was stolen.
The cabbages he raised were also eaten by other pigs!
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. Bah, how come I ended up scolding myself too?
At this moment, Su Tang reacted instantly and was about to push Song Hanjun away. Suddenly, Yuan Chiye strode forward and pulled her and Song Hanjun apart.
Su Tang hurriedly took two steps back.
Yuan Chiye's expression was so scary that the hairs on the back of Su Tang's neck stood up.
Strange, shouldn’t Yuan Chiye be sweating in the gym at this time?
Just as she was about to speak, she was pulled over by Yuan Chiye. Yuan Chiye's palm was against the wall behind Su Tang. His breath was hot and with suppressed anger, he asked word by word,
"You've been going out early and coming back late these past two days just to hang out with him here?"
Su Tang's back was pressed against the cold wall, and Yuan Chiye's face was right in front of him.
Those eyes seemed to be spitting fire, ready to burn her to death at any time.
Su Tang swallowed her saliva. Why did it seem as if Yuan Chiye was cheated on by her?
Is this reasonable?
"We worked together to compose music and choreograph for the first performance,"
Su Tang didn't want to explain, but Yuan Chiye was too scary. He hadn't been this angry the last time Ding Xiumin framed him.
Yuan Chiye lowered his voice to a very low level, suppressing his loss of control.
"The choreography requires hugging each other?"
Su Tang's face darkened. Yuan Chiye was so inexplicable. Why should she explain? She pushed Yuan Chiye away.
"Can't we celebrate the success of the arrangement? You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
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