Thinking about how to break up every day [system]

Chapter 97 I Can Rescue Again 1

Shen Xiu found that he was useless, he said he wanted to separate and calm down, but in the end he couldn't stand the separation and broke down and cried.

It would be great if he could go back to the past... He would rather Song Qianyi not take off his mask, but still be his university professor, they are ordinary couples who would cuddle together and watch movies and watch roses at night.

How did it come to be like this in the past? Song Qianyi was afraid that he would leave, and he hated Song Qianyi's bondage.

Later, he could finally not see Song Qianyi, and lived a life he liked, but he gradually thought of Song Qianyi.

Even if the other party said cruel words bluntly, even if he hugged him tightly when he was angry.

He went crazy thinking about Song Qianyi, and even wanted to sleep with him more and more seriously.

Whether it's venting or brutality, he just wants to hug him, to prove that the two of them are inseparable and inseparable.

In a trance, he heard a sigh, followed by an unspeakable warm embrace.

He was gently picked up, put into his arms, and carefully and intimately stroked like a fragile doll, soothing his sensitive emotions.

The warm and familiar breath, the gentle and introverted movements, the man's breath is still floating around his ears.

Shen Xiu hugged him tightly, letting the tears stay, he bit his lips tightly, and wept silently.

He was crying very sadly, the tears kept falling down without any money, no man would cry easily, he just wanted to cry.

Whether it's lost and found, or embracing love, or filling the void in your heart.As long as he hugged Song Qianyi, it would be fine.

Song Qianyi kissed his tears away and comforted him distressedly.

His body is too weak, and he can't hold Shen Xiu now, so he can only kneel down beside Shen Xiu and hug him, comforting him silently.

Because the voice from his throat that hadn't eaten or spoken for a long time was sharp and delicate, Song Qianyi didn't plan to speak, for fear that Shen Xiu's little head would think too much.

The clothes on the back were all wet with tears, and Song Qianyi blamed himself again in his heart.

Why does his existence only bring sadness?He has worked so hard to restrain himself and manage this relationship.

But Shen Xiu was hurt, and Shen Xiu still cried.

What he shed were not teardrops, but knives that cut flesh, silently inserted into his heart.

Song Qianyi has never hated herself so much.

He looked at the scars that had spread to his wrist, and there was coldness in his eyes.

He is so disgusting, he lives to bring harm to others, he might as well die.

Now he dare not even die.

Shen Xiu would be sad if he died, he didn't want Shen Xiu to be sad.

Song Qianyi's thoughts had already left his brain, and began to expand in the dark corners.

Suddenly, a warm hand pinched his face, Song Qianyi lowered his head, and saw Shen Xiu with clear eyes and splashes of water.

He was crying a little hard, his eyes were red all over, and his nose sucked and sucked, and he looked quite pitiful.

His eyes lit up when he saw him, and then shone brightly like a jewel.

"How did you become like this?"

Shen Xiu looked at Song Qianyi distressedly, "It's so ugly."

His face was pale, his eyes were black and blue, and his eyes were bloodshot, very deep, and he looked like he hadn't slept for a long time.

Normally, when Shen Xiu was attached to Song Qianyi's chest, he could hear a clear and powerful heartbeat, not the faint sound now.

If Shen Xiu hadn't listened carefully, Song Qianyi's breathing would not have been heard.

He looked even more unfriendly than himself.

Song Qian also smiled vainly at him.

This smile also had an inexplicably pitiful look, and a little Song Qianyi-like doll appeared in Shen Xiu's heart, looking at him coquettishly with an aggrieved face.

"..." To die.

Shen Xiu showed Song Qianyi the diamond ring on his hand, the pink diamond looked clear and beautiful.

"I carry them all the time."

Song Qianyi turned his head and snorted.

Shen Xiu frowned, and forcibly turned his head around, "What's wrong with you?"

He said fiercely, "Don't lie!"

Song Qianyi kissed his finger, but did not speak.

Shen Xiu squinted her eyes, and suddenly kissed her.

He was proficient at kissing Song Qianyi forcefully, but he lacked experience after kissing.

Shen Xiu could only rely on his own instinct to slowly explore, and after a while, he found that Song Qianyi did not respond to him.

Shen Xiu gave Song Qianyi a faint glance, he lowered his eyes, letting Shen Xiu move like a quiet puppet.

This action is a bit like being forced.

Shen Xiu clicked his tongue and bit Song Qianyi's tongue.

Sucking and sucking suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

He didn't bite Song Qianyi's tongue, so how could he taste a bloody smell.

Shen Xiu immediately parted, and a strand of silver thread was still in mid-air, reluctant to let go.

Shen Xiu pushed Song Qianyi's mouth away, but was resisted.

"Song Qianyi, open your mouth, don't make me say it a second time."

Shen Xiu threatened with a cold face, he grabbed Song Qianyi's neck, and forced Song Qianyi to open his mouth just like he did before.

When seeing the scene inside, even Shen Xiu, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help being shocked, followed by endless heartache and anger.

Won't this fool take good care of himself?Isn't he awesome? He said he has been imprisoned for so long, why haven't I seen him in such a mess for a few days, he doesn't look like Song Qianyi at all.

"I'm fine..." Song Qianyi coughed twice to comfort him.

It's just that he closed his mouth as soon as he finished speaking, his voice that hadn't spoken for a long time was extremely hoarse at the moment, and his throat that didn't moisten his throat was also talking intermittently.

The spit out sound is even harsher.

"The voice is also unpleasant." Shen Xiu said, tears quickly piled up in his eyes again, and soon blurred his vision.

Song Qianyi was really afraid that he would cry, so she immediately pressed his fingers against his eyes to force his tears down.

"If you don't let me cry, don't make yourself like this. Are you trying to make me compromise with a bitter trick?"

Shen Xiu cried out of breath while shedding tears.

"You stinky man, I'm so ugly to tears by you, if you look like this, I wouldn't be able to say it if I were my boyfriend, if it weren't for your good looks, who would want to be with you, you would deliberately let me break up with you, right? "

Song Qianyi silently bowed his head and did not answer.

Shen Xiu's eyes widened: "You won't even refute me! You were perverted before and wouldn't let me leave you, but you won't keep me now, man! A man's heart is stabbed in the bottom of his heart! You ever-changing big pig's hooves !"

Shen Xiu tugged on his collar, weeping.

The strength made it a little big, and the collar button was ripped off.

Song Qianyi protected his collar and put his hands on the ground to stand up.

Shen Xiu saw the trace with sharp eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He stood up abruptly and threw Song Qianyi on the ground, sitting on his waist.

At the same time, his hand was placed on Shen Xiu's collar, covering Song Qianyi's hand.

Shen Xiu looked down at his hands.

Slender, long, very thin, well-knitted.

He was holding his collar tightly.

Shen Xiu pursed her lips, and opened his fingers one by one with her fingers.

He tore off the collar abruptly, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, so that the skin that he envied was intertwined with scars, one after another, not only old and new intertwined.

A series of glaring scars.

"What's going on?" Shen Xiu asked with red eyes.

He didn't shed tears this time, he couldn't keep crying, and he wanted to take good care of Song Qianyi instead of being taken care of by him.

In a peaceful society, this scar must have been made by himself, but why can't he think about self-harm?

"...Is it related to me?" Shen Xiu asked with difficulty.

Song Qianyi smiled, "No, don't think about it, get up, I'm tired."

His smile was so gentle...and so pale.

Shen Xiu couldn't believe it.

It's not that he is narcissistic, it's that he is determined.

Shen Xiu lowered her head and kissed his scar over and over again, the tears she couldn't help burning Song Qianyi's heart like fire.

"Song Qianyi, your bitter plan has succeeded, I love you so much. How about we make up, I don't want to torture each other anymore."

Countless complicated emotions disappeared the moment he saw the scar, and Shen Xiu only wanted to cherish this man well.

He originally belonged to a warm and happy world, so he shouldn't be so sad.

He lowered his head and placed a light and precious kiss on Song Qianyi's forehead.

Song Qianyi's eyes overflowed with joy, he hugged Shen Xiu as if wanting to become one, he buried Shen Xiu's neck and rubbed against it.

"Okay... I love you."

The scarred dragon was tired, and the treasure he guarded embraced him.