But Zhang Yun still suppressed his sadness and whispered to her softly for the last time:
Xiaohui, promised me that I will not commit suicide again in the future. I am just a bastard. There is no need to lose my life for someone like me. Therefore, live well. You will meet a good man who truly belongs to you, and I will never appear in front of you again!
At the end, Zhang Yun's sadness was completely boiling. Originally, Zhang Yun always thought that he could not like Song Chuhui, and at most he was just pity and sympathy. But now, Zhang Yun finally understood how painful it was to lose his beloved person.
It turned out that he had fallen in love with Song Chuhui unknowingly. Unfortunately, when Zhang Yun realized it, the two had to break up, and all of this was caused by Zhang Yun himself.
Even so, Song Chuhui still had no reaction and was still lying there as if she was ashamed, but Zhang Yun still chose to leave. He first put on his clothes silently, and then picked up Song Chuhui's clothes that were thrown everywhere by him to help her dress neatly.
Even so, Song Chuhui's upper body was still wearing the pink cover, and the T-shirt had already been torn to pieces by Zhang Yun.
Before leaving, Zhang Yun couldn't help but kiss Song Chuhui gently, smiling gently, looking very calm.
However, the moment Zhang Yun turned his head, a cold teardrop gently dripped on Song Chuhui's pretty face. At the same time, the ring on Zhang Yun's left hand flashed inexplicably, and a light shot into Song Chuhui's eyes.
Then Zhang Yun got up and prepared to leave, but just as Zhang Yun walked to the door of the bedroom, Song Chuhui's trembling voice suddenly came from behind:
Where you are going, you can't leave!
Zhang Yun stopped, but for some reason, he did not look back, but just comforted him softly:
Xiaohui, forget me, I'm just a bastard, goodbye!
After saying that, Zhang Yun flashed out of the bedroom, twisted open Song Chuhui's door and was about to leave, but the next moment, Song Chuhui stumbled out, hugged Zhang Yun's waist tightly, and said in tears:
You can't leave, I won't let you leave!
If Zhang Yun looked back, he could see Song Chuhui's pretty face, which had been completely submerged by tears, and his beautiful eyes had become extremely red.
Zhang Yun was stunned. He didn't understand why Song Chuhui suddenly became so excited. He was still depressed just now. For a moment, Zhang Yun fell into unprecedented entanglement, but he still said cruelly:
Xiaohui, let me go, you have to be well, remember our agreement, I promise you that I will never appear in front of you in my life.
But Song Chuhui's reaction was far beyond Zhang Yun's expectations. She shook her head desperately, cried so hard that she choked up:
No, you can't leave, I can't lose you again, come back for me!
As he said that, Song Chuhui hugged Zhang Yun frantically and dragged him back. Seeing this, Zhang Yun could only shake all over and forcibly shake Song Chuhui open, and opened the door and was about to leave. But at this moment, Song Chuhui said sadly to him:
If you dare to leave, I will die for you!
Zhang Yun was shocked, subconsciously turned his head, but accidentally exposed his weakness, which caught Song Chuhui's eyes on the spot.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Zhang Yun was already covered in tears, and crystal tears flowed through Zhang Yun's little face, leaving a faint tear mark, but he gritted his teeth and forced it to endure it.
Xiaohui, you, didn’t you promise me not to commit suicide again? You…
At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Song Chuhui's resolute look at her ready to die at any time, and she was so angry that she was irritated to death.
But Song Chuhui rushed into his arms like an injured child, crying in pain while scolding him for being foolish, holding him tightly with two white jade-like little hands.
Zhang Yun was stunned. He found that he was completely unsure of the situation in front of him. He felt very strange from the beginning. Song Chuhui was obviously desperate for him, so why did he treat him like this? It was so abnormal that Zhang Yun was a little scared.
However, before Zhang Yun could figure out these problems, Song Chuhui stood on tiptoe, took the initiative to seal his lips, pressed Zhang Yun against the wall, and kept kissing him forcibly, just like a traveler who was thirsty in the desert, madly entangled Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun was not good at resisting Song Chuhui, so he had to cater to her. The two of them had been obsessed with each other for no reason until the night fell. After the matter was finished, Song Chuhui did not move any other things, but just lay quietly on Zhang Yun's chest without saying a word.
Zhang Yun hesitated for a while and asked tentatively:
Xiaohui, have you forgiven me?
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui actually chuckled and poked Zhang Yun's little face. He said angrily:
If I don’t forgive you, why would I keep you? Let me make things difficult for myself!
Well, Zhang Yun thought about it the more he became, the more he was wrong. For Mao, Song and Chuhui had forgiven him for no reason, he continued to test:
That, Xiaohui, can you tell me why I forgive me? I...
However, before Zhang Yun could finish his bbw, Song Chuhui took the initiative to kiss his lips and pushed him all the way to the big bed in the bedroom. She planned to strip away Zhang Yun's clothes, obviously she wanted to do that.
Song Chuhui's actions further made Zhang Yun feel full of doubts. She was so scared and resisted like him just now. Why did she take the initiative again now? Zhang Yun decisively moved his lips away and said with shame:
Xiaohui, weren’t you unwilling to do this with me just now? Why are you now?
You have to worry about it, I do it as long as I want. You are my boyfriend, can only cater to me?
Although Song Chuhui was justified, Zhang Yun still saw Song Chuhui's unnaturalness, which made Zhang Yun feel like he had the last supper. He was afraid that Song Chuhui would do something scary.
On the spot, Zhang Yun turned over and pressed Song Chuhui under him, and said seriously:
Xiaohui, you promised me that you would not commit suicide again. I am just a big bastard on six boats. Is it worth your treatment for me like this? I will not fulfill you. Just die of this heart. I would rather you hate me until death in this life than you die with regret!
Well, this time it was Song Chuhui's turn to be stunned. Her big eyes that were crying red and blinked at Zhang Yun. Suddenly, Song Chuhui couldn't stop laughing, her smile trembling.
Song Chuhui was amused by Zhang Yun. She didn't expect that Zhang Yun would mistakenly think that she wanted to have sex with him before committing suicide.
For a moment, the whole room was filled with Song Chuhui's sweet laughter, and Zhang Yun's face was so dark that he laughed. After a long time, Song Chuhui barely stopped, sighed and said softly:
Xiaoyun, can you answer me a question?
Xiaohui, promised me that I will not commit suicide again in the future. I am just a bastard. There is no need to lose my life for someone like me. Therefore, live well. You will meet a good man who truly belongs to you, and I will never appear in front of you again!
At the end, Zhang Yun's sadness was completely boiling. Originally, Zhang Yun always thought that he could not like Song Chuhui, and at most he was just pity and sympathy. But now, Zhang Yun finally understood how painful it was to lose his beloved person.
It turned out that he had fallen in love with Song Chuhui unknowingly. Unfortunately, when Zhang Yun realized it, the two had to break up, and all of this was caused by Zhang Yun himself.
Even so, Song Chuhui still had no reaction and was still lying there as if she was ashamed, but Zhang Yun still chose to leave. He first put on his clothes silently, and then picked up Song Chuhui's clothes that were thrown everywhere by him to help her dress neatly.
Even so, Song Chuhui's upper body was still wearing the pink cover, and the T-shirt had already been torn to pieces by Zhang Yun.
Before leaving, Zhang Yun couldn't help but kiss Song Chuhui gently, smiling gently, looking very calm.
However, the moment Zhang Yun turned his head, a cold teardrop gently dripped on Song Chuhui's pretty face. At the same time, the ring on Zhang Yun's left hand flashed inexplicably, and a light shot into Song Chuhui's eyes.
Then Zhang Yun got up and prepared to leave, but just as Zhang Yun walked to the door of the bedroom, Song Chuhui's trembling voice suddenly came from behind:
Where you are going, you can't leave!
Zhang Yun stopped, but for some reason, he did not look back, but just comforted him softly:
Xiaohui, forget me, I'm just a bastard, goodbye!
After saying that, Zhang Yun flashed out of the bedroom, twisted open Song Chuhui's door and was about to leave, but the next moment, Song Chuhui stumbled out, hugged Zhang Yun's waist tightly, and said in tears:
You can't leave, I won't let you leave!
If Zhang Yun looked back, he could see Song Chuhui's pretty face, which had been completely submerged by tears, and his beautiful eyes had become extremely red.
Zhang Yun was stunned. He didn't understand why Song Chuhui suddenly became so excited. He was still depressed just now. For a moment, Zhang Yun fell into unprecedented entanglement, but he still said cruelly:
Xiaohui, let me go, you have to be well, remember our agreement, I promise you that I will never appear in front of you in my life.
But Song Chuhui's reaction was far beyond Zhang Yun's expectations. She shook her head desperately, cried so hard that she choked up:
No, you can't leave, I can't lose you again, come back for me!
As he said that, Song Chuhui hugged Zhang Yun frantically and dragged him back. Seeing this, Zhang Yun could only shake all over and forcibly shake Song Chuhui open, and opened the door and was about to leave. But at this moment, Song Chuhui said sadly to him:
If you dare to leave, I will die for you!
Zhang Yun was shocked, subconsciously turned his head, but accidentally exposed his weakness, which caught Song Chuhui's eyes on the spot.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Zhang Yun was already covered in tears, and crystal tears flowed through Zhang Yun's little face, leaving a faint tear mark, but he gritted his teeth and forced it to endure it.
Xiaohui, you, didn’t you promise me not to commit suicide again? You…
At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Song Chuhui's resolute look at her ready to die at any time, and she was so angry that she was irritated to death.
But Song Chuhui rushed into his arms like an injured child, crying in pain while scolding him for being foolish, holding him tightly with two white jade-like little hands.
Zhang Yun was stunned. He found that he was completely unsure of the situation in front of him. He felt very strange from the beginning. Song Chuhui was obviously desperate for him, so why did he treat him like this? It was so abnormal that Zhang Yun was a little scared.
However, before Zhang Yun could figure out these problems, Song Chuhui stood on tiptoe, took the initiative to seal his lips, pressed Zhang Yun against the wall, and kept kissing him forcibly, just like a traveler who was thirsty in the desert, madly entangled Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun was not good at resisting Song Chuhui, so he had to cater to her. The two of them had been obsessed with each other for no reason until the night fell. After the matter was finished, Song Chuhui did not move any other things, but just lay quietly on Zhang Yun's chest without saying a word.
Zhang Yun hesitated for a while and asked tentatively:
Xiaohui, have you forgiven me?
Upon hearing this, Song Chuhui actually chuckled and poked Zhang Yun's little face. He said angrily:
If I don’t forgive you, why would I keep you? Let me make things difficult for myself!
Well, Zhang Yun thought about it the more he became, the more he was wrong. For Mao, Song and Chuhui had forgiven him for no reason, he continued to test:
That, Xiaohui, can you tell me why I forgive me? I...
However, before Zhang Yun could finish his bbw, Song Chuhui took the initiative to kiss his lips and pushed him all the way to the big bed in the bedroom. She planned to strip away Zhang Yun's clothes, obviously she wanted to do that.
Song Chuhui's actions further made Zhang Yun feel full of doubts. She was so scared and resisted like him just now. Why did she take the initiative again now? Zhang Yun decisively moved his lips away and said with shame:
Xiaohui, weren’t you unwilling to do this with me just now? Why are you now?
You have to worry about it, I do it as long as I want. You are my boyfriend, can only cater to me?
Although Song Chuhui was justified, Zhang Yun still saw Song Chuhui's unnaturalness, which made Zhang Yun feel like he had the last supper. He was afraid that Song Chuhui would do something scary.
On the spot, Zhang Yun turned over and pressed Song Chuhui under him, and said seriously:
Xiaohui, you promised me that you would not commit suicide again. I am just a big bastard on six boats. Is it worth your treatment for me like this? I will not fulfill you. Just die of this heart. I would rather you hate me until death in this life than you die with regret!
Well, this time it was Song Chuhui's turn to be stunned. Her big eyes that were crying red and blinked at Zhang Yun. Suddenly, Song Chuhui couldn't stop laughing, her smile trembling.
Song Chuhui was amused by Zhang Yun. She didn't expect that Zhang Yun would mistakenly think that she wanted to have sex with him before committing suicide.
For a moment, the whole room was filled with Song Chuhui's sweet laughter, and Zhang Yun's face was so dark that he laughed. After a long time, Song Chuhui barely stopped, sighed and said softly:
Xiaoyun, can you answer me a question?
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