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Gong Yichen looked at the tearful person in front of him as a trace of pain flashed across his heart. He didn't need to doubt her feelings at all, Gong Yichen's liking of her was genuine, but when he looked at her questioning tone and thought about what had happened these past few days, a ball of fire ignited in his heart.

Gong Yichen stood in front of her, looking down at her from above, and sneered: "How could I possibly like you?

Song Jiayin looked at him in disbelief. Seeing her expression, Gong Yichen laughed: "You can't really think that I like you, right?"

Hearing her words, Song Jiayin's face started to turn pale white, she took a few steps back in disbelief, her entire body started to tremble, she raised her head to look at him, a trace of luck was still lingering in her heart, and said with a choked voice: "You lied to me, right?"

Seeing her like this, Gong Yichen's heart ached. He wanted to go over and comfort her, but for some reason, he felt as if his legs were filled with lead.

Seeing that he did not speak, Song Jiayin understood everything in her heart. She slowly lowered her head, and her eyes became devoid of any light. As she stood in front of him, something uncontrollably fell from her eyes.

Song Jiayin used all of her strength to suppress my fist, her nails digging into her palm. The pain emitted from her palm reminded her that she cannot continue to embarrass herself in front of him.

Song Jiayin turned her body, wanting to quickly run out, Gong Yichen looked at the people who were running out, and suddenly panicked a little, so he quickly chased after them.

Song Jiayin tried her best to run forward, like a little deer being hunted, panicking as she ran, she allowed her tears to fall, ignoring everything else as she ran forward.

Because of the injuries on his body, by the time Gong Yichen chased after him, it was already too late. There were no signs of Song Jiayin outside, and Gong Yichen was infuriated while standing on the road. He walked to the side of the road and forcefully kicked the trash can.

Gong Yichen was a little regretful in his heart. Actually, he did not want to say those words.

Gong Yichen slowly calmed himself down, he took out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and placed the phone beside his ear. Not long later, a man's voice that sounded cold and respectful came from the other side of the phone.

Gong Yichen spoke a few words into the phone, then placed the phone back into his pocket. Then, he slowly turned around and walked back.

Song Jiayin ran for a long time, she had no strength left, she slowly stopped and slowly squatted on the ground. She hugged her knees, with her entire face buried between her legs, her shoulders started to tremble, and after a while, she started to make sobbing sounds, causing people who passed by her to look at her strangely, and after a long while, she stood up from the ground, feeling dizzy, and almost fainted. He stood up, walked to the side of the road and hit a car, and sat on it.

Gong Yichen sat on the sofa, frowning deeply. He stared fixedly at the phone on the table in front of him, waiting for a call.

Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated, Gong Yichen was happy, he took the phone from the table, pressed to hear it, placed it beside his ear, and asked: "How is it, did you find the person?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then avoided his call: "Boss Gong, I haven't found him yet," Gong Yichen's heart sank when he heard this, he said to the phone: "Keep searching, if you don't find him, then don't report to me, you can do it yourself." After he finished speaking, he leaned against the sofa, he raised his hand, rubbed at his heart, regret filling his heart.

After looking for a few days and not being able to find him, Song Jiayin seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

He furrowed his brows as he prayed in his heart for Song Jiayin to come back, but it was completely useless. Every day, he would think that someone would be able to return as soon as possible, but every day, he would still receive news of her.

Because of Song Jiayin's departure, Gong Yichen began to learn how to drink. He sat on the side of the bed, with the thick curtains drawn tightly, and the entire room became very dark. There were no people who could adapt to the darkness.

Gong Yichen reached out his hand to the wine beside him and gulped it down in one breath. He then casually put down the bottle of wine and picked up another bottle of wine to continue drinking.

After drinking a few bottles of wine, Gong Yichen was already drunk. He narrowed his eyes and looked forward, where Song Jiayin suddenly appeared in front of him, and smiled at him like a flower. When Gong Yichen saw her smiling at him, he also smiled, and said to her: "Little Yin, you're back."

Song Jiayin nodded at him, then smiled and stood up from the ground. She raised her hand to touch her face, but before his hand could touch her, she had disappeared, causing Gong Yichen's heart to become anxious. He started to look around the room, while calling out, "Little Yin, Little Yin."

Gong Yichen's voice slowly grew softer. He collapsed onto the bed and quietly said something. Time slowly passed. The people on top slowly fell asleep.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly outside, but as for Gong Yichen, I was inside, so I couldn't tell that it was already cold, so the person on the bed slowly woke up.

Gong Yichen felt that his head was about to explode. He opened his eyes and looked at the dark bedroom, his heart aching so much that it had become numb. He got off the bed, walked to the window and forcefully opened the curtain.

Because Gong Yichen was always in a dark environment, he was unable to adapt to the intense light all of a sudden. He raised his hand and shielded his eyes with it, and only after getting used to it for a while, did he put his hand down.

He missed Song Jiayin, he crazily thought. Now he really wanted to hug her in his embrace and kiss her with all his might, but she had disappeared.

After a while, he finished the bottle of wine. He closed the curtain and the room became dark again. He sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, drinking one bottle after another without caring about his injuries.

The servant saw that Gong Yichen did not come down to eat, so he walked up the stairs and knocked on his door. When Gong Yichen heard the knock on the door, he ignored him and continued to drink. The servant saw that there was no sound from inside and knocked on the door a few more times.

When the servant heard the noise, he was startled and quickly went downstairs.