Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and changed her words, "can you not do things that I don't like? "
Huo Jingchen was very smart. He knew what she was going to say in an instant.
"I don't like you holding my hand, I don't like you hugging me, I don't like... " Zhao Siqing said slowly. Her voice was very soft, but her words made Huo Jingchen feel especially cold.
"Shut up! " His eyes were red as he said angrily, like an injured little beast.
Zhao Siqing avoided his gaze. She only felt that her heart was a little sore, and she didn't dare to look into his eyes again.
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly. He stared at her for a long time and smiled self-deprecatingly.
A few seconds later, he got out of the car and didn't say a word.
As the car door closed with a bang, Zhao Siqing slowly sat up.
She was actually.. Just making an analogy... ...
She wanted to let him know that no one could do everything according to the preferences of others.
Zhao Siqing knew that her analogy might make him sad, but she did not know that if he did not compare himself to her, what else could he not give up on.
Or perhaps, she could also be abandoned.
This world was so complicated, there was no such thing as eternal.
Zhao Siqing slowly lowered her eyes. When she thought of his injured eyes, she felt a stifling feeling in her heart, as if she was a heinous scoundrel.
But he was clearly the overbearing and unreasonable one.
Before Zhao Siqing could regain her senses, she heard a loud noise outside. She quickly turned her head to look.
She saw Huo Jingchen flip over the trash can downstairs, and even some of the scrap metal glass left behind by the renovation was flipped over by him.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, then hurriedly opened the car door and got out.
She really didn't know how he developed this temper of his, which was to smash things whenever he was angry.
She quickly walked forward and frowned at the man who had lost his mind. She went forward and grabbed one of his wrists, saying, "don't smash it, it will disturb the neighbors. "
"Let go! " Huo Jingchen looked at her coldly. His eyes were dark red, and his breathing was heavy.
Zhao Siqing stopped in front of him and grabbed his other sleeve with her other hand. She looked up at him and said seriously, "I said I can't smash it again. "
Huo Jingchen laughed mockingly. He pulled back his hand that was grabbed by her and said coldly, "do you think I'll definitely listen to you? "
After saying that, Huo Jingchen bypassed her and punched an abandoned glass board. Blood poured out like a fountain.
The noise and destruction continued. He was like a beast that had broken out of its cage, wantonly causing damage and destruction, including himself.
Because he was so close, glass shards splashed onto Zhao Siqing's arm, and a pool of red blood instantly seeped out.
Zhao Siqing frowned and repeatedly told herself that he was a patient, a psychopath who had once given up on life and despised the world.
Huo Jingchen looked at her bleeding arm in a daze. It was very small, but it was especially glaring.
Zhao Siqing said patiently, "Huo Jingchen, you, now, stand over there. "
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his black eyes stared at her. His large hands that hung by his side were clenched into fists, and they were still dripping with blood.
Zhao Siqing's expression was calm, and her gaze was very cold. "I don't want to say it again. "
After a few seconds of stalemate, Huo Jingchen's large hand slowly loosened. He reached out to grab her wrist, wanting to check the scratches on her arm.
Zhao Siqing pulled her arm out, and a few bright red fingerprints instantly appeared on her fair skin.
She looked at him coldly, pointed to a safe spot, and said again, "stand over there. "