Seeing her, Song Dong struggled to sit up, but his voice was weak.
"Lie well and don't let me owe you more." Manwen said softly. Song Dong had been hurt too many times because of her, and she couldn't afford to pay him back.
Song Dong sat up against the head of the bed, with a pale smile on his lips and looked at her with deep eyes.
After Song Dong's wife exposed Song Dong's feelings for her, Manwen felt unspeakable pressure. If she had known that Song Dong was silently guarding her in such a mood, she should not have let him protect Sara in the first place.
He was involved in her miserable life...
Manwen lowered his head, not knowing what else to say.
"I am the son of a servant. I remember that my parents told me what the rules of a southern family were before I knew what self-esteem was." Song Dong smiled bitterly, "Miss, you know, my mother even told me
, I come from a southern family, and I am higher than others, because even the sons of ordinary wealthy people may not have the knowledge and knowledge I have."
"..."
Manwen raised his eyes and looked at her with some surprise.
"I wanted to say at that time, let the knowledge and knowledge go to hell." Song Dong continued, and he was lost in memories. "I don't even have basic self-esteem and personality. How can the son of a servant be superior to others?"
"Song Dong."
Manwen frowned, "I have never regarded you as a servant, not even for a moment. I respect you, and there is no falsehood at all."
Song Dong is a studious person and knows a lot more than she does.
During the most difficult period when she was a member of the Southern Family, if it weren't for his enlightenment, she would just be a walking corpse.
"At that time, I met someone."
Song Dong spoke alone, as if talking to himself, with only slow bits and pieces accompanying his speaking speed, "There was a girl sitting in a cold house practicing the cello, with the most beautiful long skirt and the most beautiful face,
Playing elegantly, I knew for the first time that a person can play the cello in a lonely and noble manner."
"..."
Manwen was stunned, it turned out that from that time on he...
"For the first time, I understand that people are divided into thousands of classes, and there is a difference between superior and inferior." Song Dong's smile became more and more serious, "You practice dance, music, etiquette...everything is for the Li family, you are simply for Li.
Born as Juexi, I can see your loneliness and your unwillingness, but I can only watch."
Recalling that period of time, Manwen's eyes couldn't help but feel sour.
At that time, no one understood her pain and loneliness. Only when Song Dong found a chance to accompany her would she be happy for a moment. He would tell her how free and beautiful the world outside was...
"Miss, do you understand this feeling? When you look at someone or think about someone, do you know that you are never qualified to have this feeling?"
Mist filled Song Dong's eyes.
Manwen's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and she understood a lot of things, "So for all these years, no matter what I say, you still insist on calling me Miss?"
"I thought about taking you to escape from marriage," Song Dong said.
Manwen looked at him in astonishment.
"But in the end, I was stopped by my parents. They faced life and death in front of me, so I had no choice but to give up." Song Dong said, "I watched you walk out of the room in your wedding dress and watched you get into the car.
Leaving, I see you are still so noble and... lonely."
Manwen was shocked, "I thought you had left that day." "Miss."
Seeing her, Song Dong struggled to sit up, but his voice was weak.
"Lie well and don't let me owe you more." Manwen said softly. Song Dong had been hurt too many times because of her, and she couldn't afford to pay him back.
Song Dong sat up against the head of the bed, with a pale smile on his lips and looked at her with deep eyes.
After Song Dong's wife exposed Song Dong's feelings for her, Manwen felt unspeakable pressure. If she had known that Song Dong was silently guarding her in such a mood, she should not have let him protect Sara in the first place.
He was involved in her miserable life...
Manwen lowered his head, not knowing what else to say.
"I am the son of a servant. I remember that my parents told me what the rules of a southern family were before I knew what self-esteem was." Song Dong smiled bitterly, "Miss, you know, my mother even told me
, I come from a southern family, and I am higher than others, because even the sons of ordinary wealthy people may not have the knowledge and knowledge I have."
"..."
Manwen raised his eyes and looked at her with some surprise.
"I wanted to say at that time, let the knowledge and knowledge go to hell." Song Dong continued, and he was lost in memories. "I don't even have basic self-esteem and personality. How can the son of a servant be superior to others?"
"Song Dong."
Manwen frowned, "I have never regarded you as a servant, not even for a moment. I respect you, and there is no falsehood at all."
Song Dong is a studious person and knows a lot more than she does.
During the most difficult period when she was a member of the Southern Family, if it weren't for his enlightenment, she would just be a walking corpse.
"At that time, I met someone."
Song Dong spoke alone, as if talking to himself, with only slow bits and pieces accompanying his speaking speed, "There was a girl sitting in a cold house practicing the cello, with the most beautiful long skirt and the most beautiful face,
Playing elegantly, I knew for the first time that a person can play the cello in a lonely and noble manner."
"..."
Manwen was stunned, it turned out that from that time on he...
"For the first time, I understand that people are divided into thousands of classes, and there is a difference between superior and inferior." Song Dong's smile became more and more serious, "You practice dance, music, etiquette...everything is for the Li family, you are simply for Li.
Born as Juexi, I can see your loneliness and your unwillingness, but I can only watch."
Recalling that period of time, Manwen's eyes couldn't help but feel sour.
At that time, no one understood her pain and loneliness. Only when Song Dong found a chance to accompany her would she be happy for a moment. He would tell her how free and beautiful the world outside was...
"Miss, do you understand this feeling? When you look at someone or think about someone, do you know that you are never qualified to have this feeling?"
Mist filled Song Dong's eyes.
Manwen's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and she understood a lot of things, "So for all these years, no matter what I say, you still insist on calling me Miss?"
"I thought about taking you to escape from marriage," Song Dong said.
Manwen looked at him in astonishment.
"But in the end, I was stopped by my parents. They faced life and death in front of me, so I had no choice but to give up." Song Dong said, "I watched you walk out of the room in your wedding dress and watched you get into the car.
Leaving, I see you are still so noble and... lonely."
Manwen was shocked, "I thought you had left that day."