But there seemed to be unspeakable emotions hidden deep in those eyes.
"It doesn't matter."
Song Nuan glared at him fiercely.
Li Jingchen gently touched her eyelids and eyelashes, and murmured, "It's better to hate me than for you to leave me. Hating me for a lifetime is the same as remembering me for a lifetime. That's good."
Song Nuan's chest heaved continuously.
She could feel herself having trouble breathing, but she still couldn't help but yell, "If you're fucking crazy, go see a doctor!"
Li Jingchen chuckled lightly, not angry at all.
His eyes were filled with deep longing as he looked at her.
The large, cold hands roamed skillfully over her body, lingering expertly on every sensitive spot before stopping at the right moment. This unsatisfied teasing was pure torture for Song Nuan.
Her cheeks were completely flushed.
A sliver of reason remains.
"Li Jingchen".
"Um?"
"If I obey you, will you agree to anything I ask?"
Li Jingchen looked at her and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Song Nuan didn't answer, resignedly closing her eyes, her voice concealing a deep, almost imperceptible disappointment, "Hurry up if you want to, I have something to do later."
If you can't refuse, then enjoy it.
She's always been very easygoing, as for the recording...
Song Nuan's eyes darkened slightly. Even though she was unwilling to admit it, she still harbored a sliver of hope that Li Jingchen wouldn't use such despicable means to force her not to marry Ouyang Zhoujing.
As the curtains fluttered, they parted slightly, letting a few rays of light into the balcony.
Suddenly, a series of urgent bangings sounded on the door.
They interrupted the two people who were entwined in bed.
Li Jingchen's eyes suddenly turned incredibly sharp.
The banging on the door continued, accompanied by Ouyang Zhoujing's angry growl, "Ah Jing, I know Song Nuan is inside, don't go too far."
Song Nuan opened her eyes.
Li Jingchen's eyelids twitched. He looked at the woman in his arms, then turned to look at the tightly closed door.
The way he was deep in thought filled Song Nuan with a strange sense of fear, lest he come up with even more insane ideas and put them into practice.
Without a moment's hesitation, Song Nuan shouted, "Zhou Jing, save me!"
This sound completely shattered the stalemate.
This rekindled the fire that had just been extinguished in Li Jingchen's heart, and also made Ouyang Zhoujing, who had rushed over, even more anxious and uneasy.
"save?"
Li Jingchen smiled, pondering the word repeatedly. His eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, and his eyes were full of disappointment, and... Song Nuan couldn't see clearly, but she felt that the emotion was very similar to pain.
"Song Nuan, why are you treating me like this?"
"I don't understand. Your heart is clearly with me, so why do you refuse to admit it? Why do you have to compromise yourself and marry that bastard Zhou Jing?"
"What is it about me that I lack compared to him?"
He asked each question with utmost calmness, as if he were truly just wondering.
But only Song Nuan could see the madness hidden beneath his calm and unwavering eyes.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Is it that they don't want to talk, or that they have nothing to say?"
Li Jingchen pressed on, "You know better than anyone that I have never mistreated you in these past few years. I wish I could lay my heart bare before you."
"How much I love you, others may not know, but don't you know?"
Song Nuan smiled weakly.
Wiping away her tears, she lifted her eyelids and looked at him. "You're not the only one with questions, Li Jingchen. Since Zhong Qingya appeared, how much do you know about everything I've suffered and experienced? And how much of it is because of you?"
“In the past, my relationship with Qin Yuchuan was so complicated that just involving the Song family was enough to cost me half my life.”
"It's not that I haven't stood firmly by your side."
"But what did we get in return?"
She tried desperately to suppress the urge to cry, but it backfired.
"I've recently realized that I can't bear the consequences of being with you. Really, I don't dare to gamble, and I can't afford to. Once I lose, there will be no chance to start over."
Li Jingchen looked at her.
Song Nuan smiled bitterly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.
A kiss that was extremely tender and lingering.
She released him, her voice now calm, "You can't provide me with enough security, and I can't give up everything for you either."
"Let's leave it at that and let each other go."
Li Jingchen clenched his fists tightly.
Let each other go.
She actually said those four words so casually.
Bang--
The door was forcibly broken open.
Upon seeing the scene inside, Ouyang Zhoujing was first stunned, then his usually gentle and warm face was filled with anger, and he almost couldn't help but attack Li Jingchen.
"Jing, you've really gone too far this time."
He said it coldly.
Song Nuan didn't want them to argue, at least she didn't want to see them argue because of her.
She was naked, wrapped in a blanket, and could only turn to Ouyang Zhoujing for help, "Zhoujing, could you get me some clothes?"
The atmosphere was eerily unsettling.
Ouyang Zhoujing had always known that they had a long-standing, unspoken relationship, but that was before he fell in love with Song Nuan, so he didn't care.
Now that the truth is laid bare before him, it's hard for Ouyang Zhoujing not to care.
Even though he knew he wasn't qualified.
After a moment, he said, "Okay."
The moment he finished speaking, Li Jingchen suddenly stood up, silently picked up Song Nuan's clothes, and threw them onto the bed.
"Put it on yourself."
These four short words are full of the smell of gunpowder.
Ouyang Zhoujing withdrew his movement and looked at him expressionlessly.
As Li Jingchen walked out, he passed by him and said, "What, are you planning to stay and watch her change clothes instead of leaving? Your relationship isn't that close yet."
Ouyang Zhoujing: "..."
He turned and went out together.
Exhausted, Song Nuan collapsed back onto the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
At the doorway, the two stood side by side, neither speaking, tacitly letting the silence spread.
After a while, the door opened.
Song Nuan had already gotten dressed and came out. She looked at Ouyang Zhoujing and said, "Did you drive? Would you mind giving me a ride home?"
"It's open, let's go."
Ouyang Zhoujing took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Song Nuan did not refuse. She had been dragged away by Li Jingchen in the car. Her coat was left in the car and it was indeed a bit cold. She even subconsciously pulled Ouyang Zhoujing's coat closer to her.
Li Jingchen saw everything.
He suddenly chuckled, very softly, like mockery, yet seemingly devoid of any emotion, simply stating: "Zhou Jing, what isn't yours, no matter how much you fight for it, will never be yours."
"..."
Because she was holding Ouyang Zhoujing's arm, Song Nuan immediately sensed that his muscles stiffened upon hearing those words.
He didn't answer, he just looked at Song Nuan.
Song Nuan had experienced Ouyang Zhoujing's sharp tongue firsthand.
Compared to Li Jingchen's sharp-tongued and direct style, Ouyang Zhoujing seems gentle, but he actually uses subtle tactics.
The fact that I'm not speaking right now probably stems from a lack of confidence.
Ouyang Zhoujing is such a perceptive person, how could he not know whether she likes him or not?
Song Nuan sighed inwardly. Since she had chosen to become Mrs. Ouyang, she should help him out of this predicament.
Turning around, she said to Li Jingchen, "It's getting colder lately, and it's nighttime now. If you lock someone on the balcony and they get frostbite, you'll be the one Zhong Guan will cause trouble for."
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