It took a long time before Feng Yelin seemed to come back to his senses. He pretended to be stupid and said, "Why is it you? Why are you here?"
"Son of a bitch, why do you think it's me!"
Long Yu Qingxu was really angry and punched and kicked him. Feng Yelin just tried to hide, but was caught off guard and was kicked out of the bed by her.
He fell to the ground in embarrassment, and before he could get up, the woman on the bed had already pounced on him like a leopard, pinned him down and beat him hard.
The more I fight, the more anxious I become, and the more I fight, the more I hate.
Along with this overwhelming grievance, his abandonment over and over again surged out...
It turned into a butcher knife of hatred, killing her reason like a demon.
Her angry curses trembled with endless hatred:
"Damn man, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Do you think the Chu family can cover the sky with one hand and save your life? Blind man, open your eyes wide open for me. The Chu family is nothing. I will destroy the Chu family with my own hands.
, destroy you!”
Feng Yelin protected her head with her hands and allowed her to be beaten and scolded without fighting back, let alone talking back.
But at this time, the woman who was so angry could not think of paying attention to the man who was wronged.
At this moment, I really want to pull out his skin, break down his bones, and drink his blood!
Beat him to death with all his strength.
Finally, I was tired of beating and scolding, and my heart was broken piece by piece.
Long Yu Qingxu stood up, put on his shirt, glanced coldly at the man lying on the ground covered in bruises, raised his feet, and left without a trace of nostalgia.
Feng Yelin lay on the ground, motionless, listening to her angry footsteps gradually go away...until they disappeared...
His closed eyes slowly opened, and the eyes staring straight at the ceiling were like two pools of stagnant water, with no more ripples.
He knew very well that it was over between them.
There is nothing more cruel than calling your lover by the wrong name in bed.
But he has no regrets!
He couldn't let that woman sacrifice his happiness for him in vain!
"Heh...hiss..."
Feng Yelin wanted to smile bitterly, but it hurt the corner of his mouth, but the pain was not enough to cover up the pain spreading in his heart.
call--
The cold night wind swept in from the wide open door and blew over the thin man, causing him to hug his body tightly and curl up to resist the bone-gnawing cold.
Cold, cold to the core!
He couldn't tell whether he was cold to the body or cold to the heart!
But until his body was so cold that he had no warmth, he still didn't move.
It seemed that he was in self-exile, as if he was punishing himself, just lying on the cold floor like this.