When the air was frozen, Song Kang raised his right hand and was about to slap her. Chen Muyang quickly blocked her and waved his uncle's hand, but he didn't expect that Song Kang suddenly raised his left hand and a crisp and loud slap fell heavily on Song Yiran's right face.
She hadn't reacted yet, but she felt a violent dizziness in front of her eyes, reflexively sore nose, and her eyes became hot. While covering her face, large tears poured out of her eyes in a daze and rolled down.
It turns out that my father is so strong, I don't know
But a slap made her suddenly feel dizzy and her vision blurred
Song Kang suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and after seeing the ring on his ring finger, he shouted angrily: What's going on?
As expected, he noticed the ring on Chen Muyang's hand. It was clear, it was clear that this was a pair of rings.
All of them have reached this point?
Song Kang took her fingers and tried to pull the ring off. Song Yiran felt that his knuckles were hurting, and she couldn't help but pull back her hand, trembling and retracted into Chen Muyang's arms. Chen Muyang's tall body silently hid her behind her.
You, get out of here
uncle
Get out of here, do you hear it?
I……
The uncle and nephew were in a stalemate, and Song Kang vented all his anger on Chen Muyang. The slap he had originally wanted to hit Song Yiran in the face suddenly greeted Chen Muyang on the face.
Chen Muyang silently took his uncle's slap in the face, and refused to fight back, allowing him to slap twice hard. He felt that his cheeks seemed to have been burnt with iron, and itchy.
When he finished the fight, Chen Muyang said lightly: Sorry, uncle
Shut up, something ungrateful. Chen Muyang's apology not only did not calm Song Kang, but instead encouraged his anger
Song Yiran, who had half swollen face, came out from behind him again, grabbed Song Kang's hand that he wanted to continue waving, and begged humbly: Dad, stop hitting, please...
Song Kang broke away from her, and his eyes were red in anger. His chest was fluttering violently, but he stared at her without saying a word.
Song Yiran dared not look at him, and cried with her head down, and she was unwilling to wipe away her tears with her cuffs, but it was useless. The tears of incompetence surged out like a dam.
How long has it been? Song Kang's voice did not fluctuate at all. How long has it been lying to me?
Neither of them spoke, and there were only her sobs and Song Kang's heavy breathing in the quiet corridor kept echoing.
After a while, Song Kang suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: I'm old and my mind is no longer clear.
He pointed at Chen Muyang's nose and spat: None of your surname Chen is good. Your father has taken my sister away. You kidnapped my daughter. I have been bad for eight lifetimes. I will bring you back to raise you.
After saying that, he suddenly pulled Song Yiran's hand downstairs, gritted his teeth and said: "You fucking quit my job, what big city is not big? Is it a waste to go with me?
Seeing that her originally gentle and elegant father suddenly said swear words, Song Yiran was stunned for several seconds, but she didn't know where she got the strength, grabbed the door handle of the door, and protested silently violently.
Chen Muyang also hugged her shoulder without thinking, and hugged her tightly in a muffled voice.
Seeing this scene, Song Kang was even more angry and grabbed her wrist hard, but he couldn't pull him away and roared at Chen Muyang: Let go!
Song Kang could not resist their silent resistance, and suddenly staggered under his feet and took several steps back.
He held the railing in the corridor and stood up slowly, his lips trembling and twitching: Ranran, go back with me
After a minute, he didn't get the response he wanted
He asked the third time, and the response he received was still the silence of the two people.
Song Kang made up his messy coat, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth
He patted the wall on his sleeve and the sound-controlled lights in the corridor automatically lit up when they heard the sound, and a faint yellow light enveloped the three people.
Can you go back? Ah? Can you go back?
Song Kang pushed and pulled his daughter's shoulder bone with his hands. His father's rare force not only made her shoulder hurt, but his index finger also seemed to be stabbing her heart with a sharp blade. It hurt so much.
No...no reply... She flattened her mouth and wiped away her tears
This way his daughter made Song Kang think of the disobedient little girl who was trolling on the road. He suddenly felt that the daughter in front of him was really strange. The fragile father-daughter bond was broken in his self-esteem and her silent rebellion.
If you don’t fucking go back, you will spend your whole life with this man, right? You don’t have a marriage certificate or a real estate certificate, but you prefer to have cousin incest? It’s been useless for so many years? Go back with me!
The money will be returned, dad... But I want to be with him, I don't want other men... Song Yiran sobbed while refuting intermittently
Go back! Go!
Don't... Mu Yang, I won't leave... She shook her father's hand away and turned around
Song Kang really saw the determination on his daughter's face. She cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she still wanted to yell at him. She was so unwilling, and her whole body seemed to be covered with sharp thorns.
You also want to learn from your aunt? Why are you having trouble with your dad? Ah? Song Yiran, come here!
Song Yiran knew that her neighbor must be secretly hiding behind the door at this time. She bit her lip and cried with tears in her eyes. Finally, she shook her head heavily.
Song Kang was so angry that his muscles twitched. He turned to Chen Muyang and scolded: If you ask her to let you go, I don’t care about your affairs anymore, but I have to care about my daughter’s affairs. If you are not Xiao Min’s son, I will be too lazy to care about it.
Chen Muyang was still and as if frozen, which made Song Kang blush even more. What the hell are you pretending to die?
He still said the same thing: Sorry, uncle
The three of them seemed to have been confronting each other for a long time. Song Kang gradually felt very tired and lost all his strength. It seemed that several black lights flashed in front of him.
He seemed to foresee the future old age life at this time: he was childless and daughter-in-law walking leisurely in the community with his hands behind his back. The joy of other people's houses contrasted with the division and dislocation of his house, and the house without fireworks seemed even more deserted and quiet
Song Kang raised his arm weakly and wanted to slap her again. His daughter was pulled back by the agile Chen Muyang. Song Kang's hands turned back without help and fell back to both sides of his body.
Song Yiran, you have thought about it, right?
Forget it, he's used to it anyway
It's okay if she doesn't want this kind of disobedient daughter, but it has nothing to do with him if she suffers. He has already advised her. What does it have to do with him? If she suffers and gets tired in the future, she will definitely escape back in shame, just like Xiao Min did at the time.
Such self-deprecating imagination drove him to gradually suppress his anger. Song Kang stared at the tears hanging on his daughter's eyelids, suddenly sneered, and then left without looking back.
His heels took heavy and stagnant steps on the old stairs, and the old voice-controlled light flashed with a glimmer of light to send away the decisive middle-aged man
The middle-aged man glanced at her daughter at the corner downstairs, but saw her shaking shoulders and crying in a blurry back
Chen Muyang's deep and firm eyes collided with him. Song Kang had already regretted that he had taken too much action and could not bear to collapse into pieces.
The iron door downstairs was hit hard with a bang, and all the voice-controlled lights in the corridors lit up
When Song Yiran came out of Chen Muyang's arms, she was dizzy and her face was as pale as paper because she cried.
She held the door and flipped through the keys, but her father's words were like a cold sharp knife stabbing her nerves
Then I will fulfill your wish. Follow this man surnamed Chen, just pretend that your father is dead. Don’t step into the door of the Song family again in your life. Do you know? You take a step further and I slap you until you get out.
***
After entering the house, Chen Muyang hugged her sobbing on her legs
He rarely sees her crying outside of bed. She sobbs in tears. Half of her face was swollen, covered with red blood and palm marks visible to the naked eye.
Song Yiran sat on him, and saw that his face was swollen, and his hand couldn't help but stroke his cheek, took a few deep breaths, slowly stopped crying
Your face is so ugly now. A bitter and miserable smile appeared on Song Yiran's face, and a strong nasal sound was mixed in his voice. I must be ugly now.
Chen Muyang shook his head, it's okay
Fortunately, it's ugly
Gradually, Song Yiran was a little tired, leaning on his shoulder and dazed in a daze. In addition to being tired, her whole body seemed to be freed. She shamelessly glad that she finally didn't have to pretend anymore.
Forget it, it's good to be known anyway. It's better to die early and be born early. In the future, you won't have to lie to your father again. It's great
The two of them listened silently as they ticked the second hand.
After a long time, Chen Muyang found that there was no movement in the person in his arms. He looked at it intently and found that Song Yiran was already asleep, and the tears that had not yet dried up were still hanging on her face.
He wiped away the tears hanging on her eyelashes with heartache and sighed slowly
When Chen Muyang picked her up and went back to the room, Song Yiran woke up again, muttering in a daze, sticking softly to his neck like a child to breathe, and said uncontrollably: Am I too selfish?
Am I not the same?
Chen Muyang patted her shoulder speechlessly, held her hands in her palm and played with and touched her.
His feelings for Song Kang were complicated. First, he was very grateful for his uncle's care, and second, he had to do something that disappointed him.
Chen Muyang subconsciously regarded Song Kang as his second father. Even though their relationship was close but not close, Chen Muyang still felt guilty.
Sorry, uncle, but I don't want to give up on her.
The night of this day was particularly long and quiet. Song Yiran had a dream, dreaming that he seemed to be leaning against Chen Muyang on the floating ice floating alone in the middle of the glacier, getting farther and farther away from the land, but in the end, the floating ice carried them to a splendid flower field. If you want to stay here, you must drink the bitter water called lies, indifference, loneliness, and betrayal
When I woke up, the sun rose as usual, Song Yiran turned her head and avoided the dazzling sunlight that penetrated through the cracks of the curtains.
The people around him were still sleeping. Song Yiran was stunned for a while, stepped on the soft carpet with barefoot feet, and went to the living room to call Song Kang. Soon, the phone could not be connected.
She stared blankly at her toes curled up because of the cold, as if what happened yesterday had been a long time ago. Her mood was as calm as water at this moment. Occasionally, a short period of melancholy threw a small stone in her heart, causing a few small ripples.
Song Yiran finally sent a message to her father:
sorry
Waiting for a long time but not receiving a reply
At this moment, the door suddenly opened with a creaking sound. Chen Muyang, who had just woken up, had a hoarse and low voice. He called her softly: Ranran
Song Yiran raised her head and smiled softly in the backlight:
She hadn't reacted yet, but she felt a violent dizziness in front of her eyes, reflexively sore nose, and her eyes became hot. While covering her face, large tears poured out of her eyes in a daze and rolled down.
It turns out that my father is so strong, I don't know
But a slap made her suddenly feel dizzy and her vision blurred
Song Kang suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and after seeing the ring on his ring finger, he shouted angrily: What's going on?
As expected, he noticed the ring on Chen Muyang's hand. It was clear, it was clear that this was a pair of rings.
All of them have reached this point?
Song Kang took her fingers and tried to pull the ring off. Song Yiran felt that his knuckles were hurting, and she couldn't help but pull back her hand, trembling and retracted into Chen Muyang's arms. Chen Muyang's tall body silently hid her behind her.
You, get out of here
uncle
Get out of here, do you hear it?
I……
The uncle and nephew were in a stalemate, and Song Kang vented all his anger on Chen Muyang. The slap he had originally wanted to hit Song Yiran in the face suddenly greeted Chen Muyang on the face.
Chen Muyang silently took his uncle's slap in the face, and refused to fight back, allowing him to slap twice hard. He felt that his cheeks seemed to have been burnt with iron, and itchy.
When he finished the fight, Chen Muyang said lightly: Sorry, uncle
Shut up, something ungrateful. Chen Muyang's apology not only did not calm Song Kang, but instead encouraged his anger
Song Yiran, who had half swollen face, came out from behind him again, grabbed Song Kang's hand that he wanted to continue waving, and begged humbly: Dad, stop hitting, please...
Song Kang broke away from her, and his eyes were red in anger. His chest was fluttering violently, but he stared at her without saying a word.
Song Yiran dared not look at him, and cried with her head down, and she was unwilling to wipe away her tears with her cuffs, but it was useless. The tears of incompetence surged out like a dam.
How long has it been? Song Kang's voice did not fluctuate at all. How long has it been lying to me?
Neither of them spoke, and there were only her sobs and Song Kang's heavy breathing in the quiet corridor kept echoing.
After a while, Song Kang suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: I'm old and my mind is no longer clear.
He pointed at Chen Muyang's nose and spat: None of your surname Chen is good. Your father has taken my sister away. You kidnapped my daughter. I have been bad for eight lifetimes. I will bring you back to raise you.
After saying that, he suddenly pulled Song Yiran's hand downstairs, gritted his teeth and said: "You fucking quit my job, what big city is not big? Is it a waste to go with me?
Seeing that her originally gentle and elegant father suddenly said swear words, Song Yiran was stunned for several seconds, but she didn't know where she got the strength, grabbed the door handle of the door, and protested silently violently.
Chen Muyang also hugged her shoulder without thinking, and hugged her tightly in a muffled voice.
Seeing this scene, Song Kang was even more angry and grabbed her wrist hard, but he couldn't pull him away and roared at Chen Muyang: Let go!
Song Kang could not resist their silent resistance, and suddenly staggered under his feet and took several steps back.
He held the railing in the corridor and stood up slowly, his lips trembling and twitching: Ranran, go back with me
After a minute, he didn't get the response he wanted
He asked the third time, and the response he received was still the silence of the two people.
Song Kang made up his messy coat, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth
He patted the wall on his sleeve and the sound-controlled lights in the corridor automatically lit up when they heard the sound, and a faint yellow light enveloped the three people.
Can you go back? Ah? Can you go back?
Song Kang pushed and pulled his daughter's shoulder bone with his hands. His father's rare force not only made her shoulder hurt, but his index finger also seemed to be stabbing her heart with a sharp blade. It hurt so much.
No...no reply... She flattened her mouth and wiped away her tears
This way his daughter made Song Kang think of the disobedient little girl who was trolling on the road. He suddenly felt that the daughter in front of him was really strange. The fragile father-daughter bond was broken in his self-esteem and her silent rebellion.
If you don’t fucking go back, you will spend your whole life with this man, right? You don’t have a marriage certificate or a real estate certificate, but you prefer to have cousin incest? It’s been useless for so many years? Go back with me!
The money will be returned, dad... But I want to be with him, I don't want other men... Song Yiran sobbed while refuting intermittently
Go back! Go!
Don't... Mu Yang, I won't leave... She shook her father's hand away and turned around
Song Kang really saw the determination on his daughter's face. She cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she still wanted to yell at him. She was so unwilling, and her whole body seemed to be covered with sharp thorns.
You also want to learn from your aunt? Why are you having trouble with your dad? Ah? Song Yiran, come here!
Song Yiran knew that her neighbor must be secretly hiding behind the door at this time. She bit her lip and cried with tears in her eyes. Finally, she shook her head heavily.
Song Kang was so angry that his muscles twitched. He turned to Chen Muyang and scolded: If you ask her to let you go, I don’t care about your affairs anymore, but I have to care about my daughter’s affairs. If you are not Xiao Min’s son, I will be too lazy to care about it.
Chen Muyang was still and as if frozen, which made Song Kang blush even more. What the hell are you pretending to die?
He still said the same thing: Sorry, uncle
The three of them seemed to have been confronting each other for a long time. Song Kang gradually felt very tired and lost all his strength. It seemed that several black lights flashed in front of him.
He seemed to foresee the future old age life at this time: he was childless and daughter-in-law walking leisurely in the community with his hands behind his back. The joy of other people's houses contrasted with the division and dislocation of his house, and the house without fireworks seemed even more deserted and quiet
Song Kang raised his arm weakly and wanted to slap her again. His daughter was pulled back by the agile Chen Muyang. Song Kang's hands turned back without help and fell back to both sides of his body.
Song Yiran, you have thought about it, right?
Forget it, he's used to it anyway
It's okay if she doesn't want this kind of disobedient daughter, but it has nothing to do with him if she suffers. He has already advised her. What does it have to do with him? If she suffers and gets tired in the future, she will definitely escape back in shame, just like Xiao Min did at the time.
Such self-deprecating imagination drove him to gradually suppress his anger. Song Kang stared at the tears hanging on his daughter's eyelids, suddenly sneered, and then left without looking back.
His heels took heavy and stagnant steps on the old stairs, and the old voice-controlled light flashed with a glimmer of light to send away the decisive middle-aged man
The middle-aged man glanced at her daughter at the corner downstairs, but saw her shaking shoulders and crying in a blurry back
Chen Muyang's deep and firm eyes collided with him. Song Kang had already regretted that he had taken too much action and could not bear to collapse into pieces.
The iron door downstairs was hit hard with a bang, and all the voice-controlled lights in the corridors lit up
When Song Yiran came out of Chen Muyang's arms, she was dizzy and her face was as pale as paper because she cried.
She held the door and flipped through the keys, but her father's words were like a cold sharp knife stabbing her nerves
Then I will fulfill your wish. Follow this man surnamed Chen, just pretend that your father is dead. Don’t step into the door of the Song family again in your life. Do you know? You take a step further and I slap you until you get out.
***
After entering the house, Chen Muyang hugged her sobbing on her legs
He rarely sees her crying outside of bed. She sobbs in tears. Half of her face was swollen, covered with red blood and palm marks visible to the naked eye.
Song Yiran sat on him, and saw that his face was swollen, and his hand couldn't help but stroke his cheek, took a few deep breaths, slowly stopped crying
Your face is so ugly now. A bitter and miserable smile appeared on Song Yiran's face, and a strong nasal sound was mixed in his voice. I must be ugly now.
Chen Muyang shook his head, it's okay
Fortunately, it's ugly
Gradually, Song Yiran was a little tired, leaning on his shoulder and dazed in a daze. In addition to being tired, her whole body seemed to be freed. She shamelessly glad that she finally didn't have to pretend anymore.
Forget it, it's good to be known anyway. It's better to die early and be born early. In the future, you won't have to lie to your father again. It's great
The two of them listened silently as they ticked the second hand.
After a long time, Chen Muyang found that there was no movement in the person in his arms. He looked at it intently and found that Song Yiran was already asleep, and the tears that had not yet dried up were still hanging on her face.
He wiped away the tears hanging on her eyelashes with heartache and sighed slowly
When Chen Muyang picked her up and went back to the room, Song Yiran woke up again, muttering in a daze, sticking softly to his neck like a child to breathe, and said uncontrollably: Am I too selfish?
Am I not the same?
Chen Muyang patted her shoulder speechlessly, held her hands in her palm and played with and touched her.
His feelings for Song Kang were complicated. First, he was very grateful for his uncle's care, and second, he had to do something that disappointed him.
Chen Muyang subconsciously regarded Song Kang as his second father. Even though their relationship was close but not close, Chen Muyang still felt guilty.
Sorry, uncle, but I don't want to give up on her.
The night of this day was particularly long and quiet. Song Yiran had a dream, dreaming that he seemed to be leaning against Chen Muyang on the floating ice floating alone in the middle of the glacier, getting farther and farther away from the land, but in the end, the floating ice carried them to a splendid flower field. If you want to stay here, you must drink the bitter water called lies, indifference, loneliness, and betrayal
When I woke up, the sun rose as usual, Song Yiran turned her head and avoided the dazzling sunlight that penetrated through the cracks of the curtains.
The people around him were still sleeping. Song Yiran was stunned for a while, stepped on the soft carpet with barefoot feet, and went to the living room to call Song Kang. Soon, the phone could not be connected.
She stared blankly at her toes curled up because of the cold, as if what happened yesterday had been a long time ago. Her mood was as calm as water at this moment. Occasionally, a short period of melancholy threw a small stone in her heart, causing a few small ripples.
Song Yiran finally sent a message to her father:
sorry
Waiting for a long time but not receiving a reply
At this moment, the door suddenly opened with a creaking sound. Chen Muyang, who had just woken up, had a hoarse and low voice. He called her softly: Ranran
Song Yiran raised her head and smiled softly in the backlight:
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