The two men were just holding their mobile phones.
Su Ying rationally told herself to hang up, but her hands refused to control her, "Tang Yiling, what's wrong with you? If nothing happens, don't do this."
"Am I being naive?"
"No, I don't think so."[
Tang Yiling casually gave a hum, which was not much of a response.
When Su Ying was about to speak, he suddenly said out——
"I'm jealous, really, very jealous!"
"You?" She was confused.
"I'm jealous of Aqiang and Lieyan. Why can they stand beside you and stand in front of you, but I can't?" Tang Yiling's tone seemed to be unwilling, "Is it because I can't feel your pain? Is it me?
I can’t understand your feelings? Am I not worthy of your trust?!”
He asked a lot of questions while saying it was not worth it.
Time passed slowly.
Su Ying was just silent.
After a pause, Tang Yiling asked gently again, "Do you have a lot to ask me?"
"No, I have nothing to say..."
"I don't need you to die for me, really, I don't. If you die, I will be very angry, hateful, and... I don't know anything, but it will definitely be very bad, and it will definitely be... worse than life.
Die." Over the phone, Tang Yiling slowly said many things that he would not say in person.
It's like something buried deep in my heart.
It's too full and needs to be poured out a little.
However, no matter how calm his tone was, he could not hide the pain that overflowed. It was the pain of not being trusted by his beloved, the pain of wanting to share it with her but being unable to do so. He said slowly, "That day, if I
What should I do if I don’t calm down and don’t see anything strange? On that day, if I kill Lieyan and Aqiang by mistake, how will you hate me?”
The more he spoke, his voice seemed to be trembling.
If something like that happened, there would never be a way back for them.