Song Anyi raised her head, closed her eyes and let the cold water spray on her face.
Immersed in her own thoughts, she didn't notice that someone was quietly approaching behind her.
Suddenly, with a tightening of her waist, she opened her eyes sharply, turned her head, and met an angry handsome face.
"What are you doing here? Torture yourself or torture me? "
Shen Mofei never thought that the water was cold, and the moment his hand touched the cold water, anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
Facing his questioning, Song Anyi turned her head indifferently, "This has nothing to do with you." "
The tone was so cold that there was no trace of emotion.
Shen Mofei's pupils shrank, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "Regret it?" "
Song Anyi did not make a sound.
Shen Mofei narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light rose in his eyes, he raised his hand and pinched her small chin, forcing her to look at him, but she stubbornly lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
He smiled wickedly, leaned closer, and was about to put her lips on hers, but she jerked her head away, escaping from his shackles.
"Shen Mofei, don't let me hate you." She said coldly.
"Hate me?" Shen Mofei's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and then his hand went up inch by inch along the graceful curve of her body, with a teasing fingertip, "You were very enthusiastic last night, you didn't like you hated me." Well? "
Song Anyi closed her eyes, her body trembled slightly, she hated herself for being spineless, she knew that he did it on purpose, but she still couldn't control her shy reaction.
Shen Mofei ... I... Hate... You. Her voice was shattered by the instinctive desire ~ hope.
"Then hate it." Shen Mofei pressed her against the wall with his hand, and before she could react, he stepped forward and entered her.
In the primal desire~ hope, Song Anyi gradually lost herself.
If you make mistakes again and again, you can't turn back.
When it was all over, he cleaned her up and carried her to bed.
Song Anyi pulled the quilt and covered herself, "Let's go." "
Her choked voice came from the body.
Shen Mofei looked at her hiding in the quilt with heavy eyes, and only after a long time did he lightly open his thin lips, "An Yi, if people keep deceiving themselves, it will only be painful, why not face everything calmly?" "
She was silent.
He continued: "I'll wait for you."
Knowing that she hadn't figured it out yet, and he wasn't willing to force her.
So, he picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, and took a deep look at her who was still hiding under the quilt before leaving.
There are things that don't have to be rushed, he is confident that she will come to his side.
Song Anyi was absent from work.
Li Na made a lot of calls, but she couldn't get through, and in desperation, she had to contact Tang Ruochu.
And after Tang Ruochu found out, he immediately contacted An Yi, but his mobile phone couldn't get through.
An Yi came back from her house last night, and she was worried about whether something had happened halfway.
She was very worried and drove straight to Song Anyi's house, just arrived at the door, and was about to knock on the door, when the door was suddenly opened from the inside.
The person who came out made Tang Ruochu stunned for a moment.
Shen Mofei didn't expect his sister-in-law to appear here, and he was stunned for a while.
After a while, Tang Ruochu let out a dry voice, "Why are you here?" "
He's here, but what about An Yi?
Could they?
Shen Mofei didn't show a trace of panic, "Sister-in-law, they are all adults, so I won't explain." "
Tang Ruochu's face changed abruptly, "You... You and Anyi... You ..."
Tang Ruochu was so shocked that he couldn't even speak clearly.
"That's it." Shen Mofei admitted it calmly.
Seeing his understatement, Tang Ruochu couldn't help but get angry, "Shen Mofei, do you know what you're doing?" "
"Know? Then I ask you, what can you give An Yi? Can you give marriage? "
Shen Mofei was silent, his marriage was never something he could decide, so how could he guarantee her marriage?
Seeing that he was silent, Tang Ruochu sneered, "What? Can't answer? "
She took a deep breath and continued: "I asked Shijin, and he said that your fiancée is the granddaughter of your grandfather's old comrade-in-arms, and she has had a life, how can such a marriage contract be dissolved if you say it is dissolved."
What she said was a fact that Shen Mofei had always been very clear, and it might really not be able to change, but this did not affect the fact that he liked An Yi.
"I like Anyi." He looked at Tang Ruochu fixedly, his expression was very sincere and serious.
"Then you just let it go, she can't afford the infamy of a junior."
Tang Ruochu glanced at him deeply, then walked around him and walked in, and suddenly her steps stopped.
Because Song Anyi was standing next to the shoe cabinet in the entrance.
Well, she listened to what they said.
Song Anyi didn't have a trace of expression on her face, just looked at her quietly, and ... He.
"Anyi." Tang Ruochu shouted worriedly.
...
Hearing her shout "An Yi", Shen Mofei turned around, and Song Anyi's slender figure fell into his eyes, and his black eyes set off shallow waves.
"Chuchu, you're here." Song Anyi raised her lips slightly at Tang Ruochu, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were empty.
"An Yi, in fact, ..." Seeing her like this, Tang Ruochu suddenly tightened, and wanted to walk over and hug her, but saw her walking over with her feet raised, walking past her, and walking straight in front of Shen Mofei.
Shen Mofei looked into her unfocused eyes, felt a pain in his heart, and opened his mouth: "An Yi ..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a slap on his cheek interrupted him.
His pupils dilated, and he looked at her in disbelief.
I saw her sneering, her expression sad and gloomy, "Shen Mofei, we have nothing to do with each other in the future, no matter what happens, it will be regarded as a dream." Now, please leave. "
"Why?" Shen Mofei didn't understand that they were so suitable, and she had to push him away again and again.
What if there is a marriage or not, it is not enough for two people to love each other.
"Because ..." she paused, her eyes gradually became focused, revealing a cold chill, and she continued word by word: "I, hate, you!"
I hate you!
One sentence erases everything that has happened to them.
The door was slammed shut.
Looking at the red bronze door in front of me, my heart felt as if someone had hollowed it out, empty, very uncomfortable.
She was clearly behind the door, and there was only a door between him and her.
On the other side of the door, Tang Ruochu looked at Song Anyi who closed the door worriedly, and didn't know how to speak for a while.
Song Anyi stared down at the door lock, her eyes were sour, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.
When some mistakes can be corrected, then be ruthless, break them immediately, and do not break the threads to avoid endless troubles.
Even if it's love or love, what if it's not suitable, it's not suitable.