Xiao Fengting frowned and looked at her pale, almost transparent face and asked again, "what did Lin Wei'an tell you?"

Come back these months, not all good, how suddenly began to mention the old things again?

He pinched Tang Qing's shoulder and let her look at him face to face. In the unclear light and shadow in the carriage, there were men's frowning eyebrows and women's miserable expression.

It seemed that she was afraid of being scared by her expression. Xiao Fengting took a deep breath, hid the look on her face, and hugged her gently again: "tell me, what did Lin Wei'an say to you this afternoon? I think you have some misunderstanding. She is not the kind of person who bullies people

He knows Lin Weian very well, and knows that she can't bully Tang Qing behind his back. After thinking about it, only Tang Qing misunderstood what Lin Wei'an said.

Tang Qing's voice was a little weak: "Xiao Fengting, it has nothing to do with her..."

"What's the matter with you?"

Tang Qing looked up at him. The pain between her looks did not disappear, but became more and more painful because of his existence. She looked at him carefully, and then asked him gently, "what should I do in the future?" I have no future, Xiao Fengting. I can only wait for you to get tired of me, and then I can die. "

She covered her face in pain, her voice was hoarse, as if even breathing was a kind of torture to her, "my life, how did it become this way, how can I become this way?"

She also wants to immerse herself in the illusory peace, pretending that she doesn't care about anything, herself and Xiao Fengting. If she doesn't care, it won't hurt very much. But today Lin Wei'an's appearance and her identity make her drag out of the illusion. The reality is even more cruel than she imagined. After she is so afraid, everyone is growing up, even the fruit is chasing Gradually aware of her mother's unbearable, but she did not make any progress, this is so many years, has been so many years! She is still being tortured by this man until she dies

"I'm so scared," she said, her head pressed against his chest, her body seemed to be soaked in cold sweat and was about to melt in his arms. "I don't know what to do I'm not even your lover. Will I stay here when you get married? Can you tell me what I am? What am I to you? "

She said intermittently, the deep fear of her soul, the despair of herself, and the confusion of the future.

What she should have thought about, but had been excluded by her subconscious because of the despair of reality, invaded this evening, almost crushing her soul. ——Those are always there, just because there is no way to escape, and can only be buried like an ostrich.

Xiao Fengting hugged her quietly. He closed his eyes slowly and said softly, "you are not something. You are very important to me."

She leaned powerless in his arms and murmured: "I'm sorry Would you do this to important people... "

Xiao Fengting said, "I'm sorry."

"I don't want your sorry." She struggled to look up at him, trembling.

Xiao Fengting looked down at her red eyes and asked, "what do you want?"

"Can you promise me? Let me go the day I marry Lin Wei'an? "