C101 A sad smile

He Ying laughed desolately: "Do I recognize it now? Am I right? Can I correct it? Do I have a chance to correct it? It's hard to change a mountain, it's hard to change a person's personality. Although I can recognize some of my mistakes, although I can partially reflect on myself, I still have my selfish desires, I still have my jealousy, I will still be jealous, jealous of you, I know, I am crippled, I am hopeless, I am a hopeless bad woman. "

"No, don't say that," Zhang Wei said as he held He Ying's shoulders. "In my eyes, you are a good person and a good woman."

"Really?" He Ying looked at Zywane, her eyes shone in the dark night, "Do you really think that way?"

"Really," Zywane nodded sincerely, "If you don't consider yourself worthy, you will be executed by the heavens. You have your own selfish desires, that is very normal. Who wouldn't think for themselves? As long as we don't hurt others and don't harm their interests, we can still be a good person. "

Thank you, "He Ying said as she looked at Zywane emotionally." Thank you for seeing me like this, I finally understood that money does not mean that I have everything, true happiness is not something that can be bought with money, true happiness is not something that money can support, nor is it something that children can maintain.

Zywane patted He Ying's shoulders, "Actually, I should thank you. Thank you for trusting me, telling me so many things, telling me the words in your heart. People's ideals are often higher than reality. They tend to have dreams and goals that exceed reality, including marriage. As long as you have high hopes and are based on real life, you will be happy and satisfied. You and Gao have been gone so long, you've got a child, you've got a common cause, go on, don't have any other ideas, didn't you tell me that when love comes to marriage, love is gone, it's replaced by duty and habit, that is to say, you have to learn to accept your fate, or, as we said at the beginning of the night, people are fate, character determines fate. "

He Ying shook her head: "That is a compromise between life and reality, a surrender to fate, and a surrender to struggling in the future. I have been going through it repeatedly these past few days, and I am still young.

"I have nothing to say to that because it's your own matter. You're the one who's making the decision for yourself, but I'm giving you this one sentence."

"Speak."

"Think twice before acting. I have said what I should have said just now, what I should have said as well. Fate and the future are in your own hands, you can't play with me. "

He Ying was silent for a moment, then raised her head: "I know, I know."

"That's good."

Then, both of them fell silent.

The night was very quiet, and the two of them thought about their own matters.

He Ying leaned lightly on Zywane's shoulder, and asked sleepily: "Do you like me?"

Zywane froze, he could not remember how many times He Ying had asked him this.

Zywane did not reply. He did not want to provoke her anymore. After all, this woman did not feel sorry for him.

"I know. You'll tell me again that you only like my body, or that you don't even like my body anymore, won't you?" He Ying spoke softly and was a little sad: "Our contract time is almost up. You will be free in the future, so you don't have to worry about me bothering you anymore."

Zywane felt the deep sorrow in He Ying's heart and felt moved. He said to He Ying lightly: "Let me tell you something that I like the most, it's because I don't want you to have any thoughts, nor do I want to leave you any leeway to continue daydreaming. Because you have a family, and you have a husband. Actually, I don't hate you. Even though I don't have that kind of feeling for you, even though I didn't say it out loud, I feel that you're a pretty good woman, and from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you for your kindness towards me. No matter what you've done in the past, no matter what you've done to others, you've always treated me impeccably, meticulously and sincerely. "In the future, I will treat you as my good friend from the bottom of my heart, a good friend filled with family and friendship."

He Ying turned around and threw herself into Zhang Wei's embrace, her tears glistening, "My enemy, today you have finally spoken your heart, you finally understand my heart. I know, I am a married woman, I have no right to pursue love, this will not be tolerated by social ethics. But if I were free, I would be free to pursue the man I love, to find the love of my own heart. "

Zywane was stunned, "What do you mean?"

He Ying held onto Zhang Wei tightly: "It's meaningless, time will prove everything."

"What does time prove? Don't do anything stupid. "

He Ying did not speak, she suddenly looked at Zhang Wei and asked: "That Chen Yao — — Xingzhou's Chen Yao, what is her relationship with you?"

Zywane was stunned, "Why did you think of her now? It doesn't matter. She's just an ordinary colleague."

He Ying pretended to be unconcerned: "So what if there is a relationship, what is there to be afraid of? If I say it, I won't interfere with you.

With that, He Ying stared into Zywane's eyes.

Zhang Wei was getting anxious. "I really have nothing to do with her. You're a b * tch. You think too much every day. After I told you all these things, I see that you've gotten into trouble again."

He Ying was relieved and giggled. She pressed her lips close to Zywane's ear and kissed him while saying: "I am a person who is hard to change. I will correct myself slowly."

Zhang Wei was itching all over his body, but he did not dare to let his emotions go. He took his phone and looked at the time, "Damn, it's almost 5 o'clock. It's almost dawn. I'm so tired."

Only then did Zywane feel sleepy and his body felt weak.

He Ying was unwilling, she asked Zywane: "Why do you say you are sleepy?"

Zywane lowered his body and said, "Hey, I am out in the mountains every day. I don't get a chance to rest. How can I not be tired?"

He Ying's body rubbed against Zywane's body, his hands became restless, and his breathing became hurried: "I do not believe, that you can really be Liu Xie Hui, I do not believe, that there are still cats in this world."

Of course, Zywane was not a greedy cat.

Zywane had successfully resisted He Ying's enticement several times, whether it was from He Ying or Wang Yan, or even from Yu Lin himself.

However, humans were not plants and vegetation, so how could they be ruthless? Faced with He Ying's violent and surging emotions, including family and friendship, Zywane's defensive line gradually retreated, and gradually crumbled.

He Ying whispered into Zhang Wei's ears, "I like you, little man. I like being in this dark environment with you …"

"This is our world. No one is here to disturb us, to startle us …." He Ying continued to speak as she gently bit onto Zywane's ear and neck.

Zywane did not speak, nor did he take the initiative to cater to He Ying. He did not stop He Ying either.

"In my eyes, you're an outstanding man, an outstanding man in every aspect. Among all the men I've met, you're the best." He Ying whispered in Zywane's ear.

Zywane still did not move, did not respond, nor did he try to stop them. He frowned and clenched his teeth tightly. He could feel a fire burning in his body, growing hotter and hotter. This ball of fire boiled his heart, liver, and lungs. From the brain to the body, it was trembling violently as it danced from the nerves to the nerve endings …

Zywane closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to clear his mind and drive the devil out of his heart.

However, with the gentleness of water, the driving force of instinct, and the burning desire, Zywane's efforts became futile.

Zywane felt his body slowly floating up, as if he was in the clouds, the space under his feet was very empty, yet he seemed to be in space, gentle, weightless, as if his entire body was lying in a ball of cotton, surrounded by a ball of fire …

In a trance, Zywane suddenly felt the back of Big Sister San Ren appear in front of him. That back was so familiar, but it was also so unfamiliar.

Zywane suddenly felt that San Ren was whispering gently into his ear, singing softly, "If there's a you on the net, if there's a me online, I'll make a mistake with your gentleness, if there's a love relationship online, who can hide from a dream …"

Zywane was deeply moved. Reality and virtual reality could really be merged, could really be fused …

"We didn't promise you anything online. Click your name to send me a message of joy. Receive it. Receive it. Flower of love …"

Zywane was intoxicated, he felt that the tips of Sister San Ren's hair were touching his ears and neck, making them itch.

"I will tell you softly that I have truly loved you, that you had truly intruded into my life, and that I was depressed when I saw you again.

"Only you can refresh my loneliness …"

Zywane was intoxicated, he felt that Sister San Ren's voice was so smooth and kind, so soft and pleasant to listen to.

"Gently telling you that I really did love you, your crying and your laughter deeply moved me, you always said that it was really hard to figure out whether it was real or fake … …"

Zywane felt that San Ren's face was very warm as it lightly touched her own. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look at Sister San Ren.

However, Sister San Ren covered her eyes with her soft and soft hands, and then gently slid her burning lips on her forehead, eyes, and nose …

Zywane gave up trying to open his eyes. He gave up struggling in his heart. "Sister, please let Gentle Tide be more aggressive. Please let her be as passionate and passionate as fire."

Sister San Ren, I love you, I really love you!

Let our love ascend from soul to body.

The moon shyly hid in the clouds, the night became endless and hot, the air became ambiguous and impulsive, the space became narrow and crazy.

Time seemed to stop, reality became barren, the brain became numb, illusions filled the mind, everything was reversed, everything was spinning.

Finally, it was all over.

Zhang Wei, who was sweating profusely, fell asleep amidst the hallucinations and bliss. He slept soundly, unconscious.

When Zywane woke up again, the room was still dimly lit. The curtains were drawn and a ray of light shone through.

Zywane shook his head and touched the side. It was empty. Where was he?

Zywane looked at his body. Where was his clothes? What did he do last night?

Zywane tried his best to recall, but he could not.

Where did He Ying go?