"Click," the sound of the car being locked sounded particularly clear in the small space.
As if he had a premonition that something unexpected was going to happen next, Su Zhengliang became anxious. He blushed and roared at the top of his voice, "Lin Xiluo, you bastard, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Fuck you."
The short and cold answer made Su Zhengliang feel chills all over his body.
"Bastard!" Su Zhengliang raised his arm and waved forward.
Lin Xiluo easily dodged the oncoming punch and clamped it firmly with his strong hands.
"Damn it!" He rushed the other fist into the opponent's face without giving up, but still ended in failure.
His arms were bent upwards and were suppressed by a palm. The pain at the place where he was grabbed made Su Zhengliang frown in pain.
What followed was that he was pushed hard onto his seat by the other party.
Lin Xiluo stepped forward, his strong and broad chest completely pressing on his thin upper body. In order to prevent Su Zhengliang from moving, his strong and muscular legs suppressed his lower body, making him unable to move at all.
Heavy breathing sounds came and went in the dark car.
Su Zhengliang, who was under the control of others, knew that he could no longer escape from the current situation, so he could only raise his head reluctantly and stare into those black eyes full of anger.
Su Zhengliang gasped rapidly, and a little sweat broke out from his forehead, "Lin Xiluo, let go..."
"Don't let go."
In the darkness, Lin Xiluo groped around on Su Zhengliang's shirt, trying to unbutton it, but unfortunately he still couldn't do it after a long time.
Linxiluo tore off the buttons indiscriminately and opened Su Zhengliang's shirt. The warm, calloused palm covered his skin, making Su Zhengliang feel a shiver all over his body.
It seems that today, I really can't escape.
Forced by helplessness, Su Zhengliang put down the last bit of dignity and begged, "Lin Xiluo, please, don't do this."
"No."
Simply refuse without mercy.
His wandering palm slid all the way down to Su Zhengliang's lower body, and roughly pulled off the obtrusive belt that was blocking his offensive.
Su Zhengliang was forced to the point of collapse. He used his last strength and yelled loudly, "Lin Xiluo, if you do this, I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
The hand on the zipper paused, and Lin Xiluo's voice was hoarse with a strong lust, "Su Zhengliang, don't you think it's too late to say this now? Since you think it's over between us
Well, what can you do to me even if I’m with you?"
"I…"
Su Zhengliang opened his mouth, but found that he could not answer anyway, so he could only turn his head indifferently.
"You know I still love you, why are you so heartless?"
Closing his eyes ruthlessly, Su Zhengliang replied coldly, "That's because I don't love you anymore."
Lin Xiluo leaned down and whispered evilly in his ear, "Even if you no longer have any love for me, I will never let you go. Even if I can't get your heart, I still want to get your body. Because.
, you can only belong to me, Lin Xiluo, no one can get you except me. So, if you marry Zhou Hui, I will definitely make her life worse than death!"
Su Zhengliang's pupils dilated instantly, "You will go to hell!"
"In order to get you, I will not hesitate even if I go to hell."
Hearing this, Su Zhengliang tilted his head feebly and said in a weak voice, "Why? Lin Xiluo, why are you torturing me like this? Do you know how painful and contradictory I am now? I often think of the time we were together.
Those good old days, how I hope it's all just a nightmare. But, what's happening in front of me is real, Lin Xiluo, we can't go back, it's all too late, do you understand?"
Linsilo looked down at the twinkling eyes in the darkness and said softly, "As long as you still love me, everything will be possible."
Boundless sadness flashed across Su Zhengliang's pale face. He shook his head helplessly, "Lin Xiluo, it's impossible. We have missed too much, and we can never go back to the past."
Lin Xiluo sighed helplessly, "I know, you still resented me for not telling you the truth at that time."
Su Zhengliang tilted his head slightly, avoiding Lin Xiluo's direct gaze, "Six years have exhausted all my love for you. Now I have neither love nor hatred for you. To me,
There is no difference between you and a stranger, so don't lie to me about the past anymore."
Lin Xiluo raised his hand, slowly moved it to Su Zhengliang's face, and carefully stroked it inch by inch from his forehead downwards. His fingers brushed across his neck, chest, and slid all the way to his flat belly. He couldn't put it down, as if he was admiring something unparalleled in the world.
"Liang, I didn't lie to you. Even though I, Lin Xiluo, can lie to everyone in the world, I will not lie to you."
Su Zhengliang silently endured Lin Xiluo's caress and slowly closed his eyes, "Lin Xiluo, don't say any more. You are now the president of Lin Company, and every move you make represents Lin Company.
It has a great influence on the development of the Lin family. Therefore, instead of clinging to the love of the past, it would be a good thing for us to start our own lives again, isn't it?"
Unspeakable sourness gradually emerged in the black eyes, and Lin Xiluo's deep voice revealed extreme loss and helplessness, "Is there really no room for change?"
"No."
Lin Xiluo's movements stopped abruptly. Su Zhengliang did not open his eyes, but he could feel the fingers on his body shaking slightly.
Linxiluo retracted his palm and clenched it tightly into a fist, with such force that his knuckles turned blue-white.
I don't know how much time passed, but the only sound of the two people's breathing could be heard in the car.
Lin Xiluo gathered Su Zhengliang's untied shirt, took off his coat and covered him, opened the car door, and stepped out resolutely.
"Liang, goodbye."
The moment the car door closed, the man's deep voice, like a pearl falling into the sea, entered Su Zhengliang's ears silently.
Hearing his voice, Su Zhengliang's hand holding the coat trembled slightly. Despite the lack of physical strength, he turned his head and looked through the car window in the direction Lin Xiluo left. The retreating back was in the garage.
Under the dim light, he looked lonely and lonely.
The tip of Su Zhengliang's nose felt slightly sore, and he slowly leaned back into the back seat of the car and slowly closed his eyes.
Su Zhengliang, that man put down his dignity and begged him to change his mind again and again, but all he got was ruthless rejection. It was obvious that he no longer loved him, but why did his already numb heart feel pain again? This kind of
What does it feel like to be so painful that you can't breathe?