Looking at his sorrowful expression, Song Lingshan felt a pang of pain in her heart and whispered.
“I know you didn’t have a choice before, but now you clearly can…”
She really didn't understand why Su Luo was putting on a brave face in front of her. They could have gone back to how things were before if he had just said something nice. Why was he rejecting her?
Does he really think he's happier living alone?
Su Luo remained silent, raised her hand, picked up a large piece of tempura, and chewed it with gusto.
It smells so good. He didn't want to continue this pointless conversation and just wanted to eat more. He hadn't had such delicious tempura in a long time.
Seeing his ravenous look, Song Lingshan felt a surge of irritation.
He pushed all the ingredients in front of him toward Su Luo, teasingly.
"Why don't you become a mukbang streamer? You're better at it than singing."
Song Lingshan knew how awful Su Luo's singing was.
Most people are aware of their own poor singing ability and try to sing less, but Su Luo felt that she was not off-key and that she sang quite well.
In the rented room, he would sing to her a cappella at the slightest disagreement, which was pure torture.
Actually, this could be considered a flaw, but in Song Lingshan's eyes, it just seemed very funny.
Perhaps when you love someone, you find even their flaws endearing.
Su Luo tilted his head back and took a big gulp of tea, then wiped his mouth and said apologetically.
"I admit now that I sing badly. I'm sorry for tormenting you for so long."
However, he will not do mukbang (eating broadcasts). He loves eating food, but when eating food becomes a job, even the most delicious food will become tasteless.
Besides, he now has a teacher, Ye Xiaoman, the lead singer of the band Hotmaple. She's a superstar, and she'll definitely transform him.
Song Lingshan snorted coldly, "Now you admit that you tormented me, and an apology is all you need to do?"
Su Luo blinked and said innocently, "Then I'll say it again, I'm sorry..."
Song Lingshan crossed her arms and said arrogantly, "I don't accept."
"..."
Su Luo swallowed hard, not daring to respond. He knew Song Lingshan too well; if he spoke, she would surely make him work like a slave, doing things he didn't want to do.
Song Lingshan stared intently at him, waiting for him to speak.
Seeing that Su Luo was engrossed in showing off her food and completely ignoring her, she instantly became unhappy and slammed her hand on the table.
Bang!
Su Luo was so startled that she almost dropped her chopsticks.
Su Luo raised her head, her dark eyes filled with confusion.
"We...we've already broken up..."
The implication was that I no longer wanted to be your "plaything," and that it was over.
Song Lingshan's chest heaved slightly as she tried to suppress her displeasure and restrain herself.
“I know, but you need to know that you will always owe me. No matter what the reason or what your difficulties are, you can’t change the fact that you are the one who betrayed our relationship.”
Su Luo fell silent.
"..."
Song Lingshan felt a headache coming on. She really didn't want to hear Su Luo apologize. She raised her hand to rub her throbbing temples, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
She really had been controlling her temper all day; she was almost at her limit.
Su Luo put down her chopsticks and said softly.
"I'm stuffed."
If he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would say something wrong and anger Song Lingshan, and then get beaten up again. He didn't want to be slapped by Song Lingshan again; it hurt too much, and the handprint wouldn't fade for several days.
He still has to do live streams, so he needs to take good care of his face. Now he's basically someone who makes a living based on his looks.
Song Lingshan gave him a deep look, put the black card on the table into her wallet, and stood up.
"Let's go."
She really had no appetite left, and there was no point in staying any longer.
After paying the bill, the two walked side by side into the restaurant.
Song Lingshan suddenly noticed that Su Luo seemed to be walking a little unnaturally, with a limp.
He frowned and asked, "What happened to your leg?"
Why would your legs hurt during a live stream? You must have been bullied, you idiot.
Su Luo quickened his pace and gave a perfunctory reply.
"It's nothing, no, I just twisted my ankle."
He didn't want to tell Song Lingshan that he had lost the PK battle, forgot to ask about the punishment beforehand, and was forced to do 200 squats—it was too embarrassing.
"..."
Song Lingshan didn't ask any further questions.
Thinking to himself, it seems I still need to have Wenzi keep an eye on Su Luo. This guy is too embarrassed to tell me when he's being bullied; he's such a fool.
Su Luo felt a little guilty and turned to look at Song Lingshan.
"I'll just take a taxi home myself, you go ahead with your work."
Song Lingshan insisted, "I'll take you back!"
As she spoke, she opened the passenger door and gestured for him to get in.
"oh……"
Su Luo lowered her head and obediently climbed into the passenger seat.
The car started moving slowly.
Su Luo didn't look at Song Lingshan anymore, but turned her head to look out the window.
The two remained silent the entire way.
When they arrived at their apartment building, Song Lingshan stopped the car.
Su Luo unbuckled his seatbelt, grabbed the handlebars, and was about to get out of the car.
Song Lingshan grabbed his wrist.
Su Luo turned around blankly, "What's wrong?"
Song Lingshan handed him a small black square box with a bow tied on it.
"for you."
Su Luo shook her head. "No need."
Song Lingshan smiled gently, "Chocolate, it's not expensive."
Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief; there was no need to refuse the chocolate.
He took the box and said with a smile.
"Thank you."
Song Lingshan released his wrist. "Goodbye."
"Um……"
Su Luo got out of the car, pushed open the unit door, and slowly walked upstairs.
With every step I took, my groin muscles ached from the strain.
It took me a long time to climb to the third floor, and I was sweating profusely from the pain.
Finally arriving at her doorstep, Su Luo unlocked the door with her key.
My daughter hasn't come home from school yet, and the room is empty.
I opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp.
I moved to the sofa and leaned back wearily.
Staring at the familiar ceiling, I drifted into a daze.
Raising my hand to touch my strong heartbeat, I felt less uncomfortable.
In the past, when he parted from Song Lingshan, even if he didn't want to admit it, he would still feel a tightness in his chest.
After resting for a while, Su Luo decided to try the chocolate that Song Lingshan had given him.
Untie the ribbon binding the box, open the lid, and your pupils dilate slightly.
There's no chocolate inside.
It was a full-diamond Nanjing lock that he had worn for more than three years and only recently returned to Song Lingshan.
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