DAD, I'M SORRY
Chapter 322 Lan Can Also Be Sick
Oi! I am an article!
Song Yin could not stand it, nor did she know that in this way she would only express her emotions, completely immature, very childish actions, let go, whining. “Why won't you let me go? What does the Song family owe you? Makes you and your mother so avenge me? Why don't you want to say it? Even if it's dead, at least I need to know!”
Song Yin raised her head, her soft red lips turned pale, there were traces of blood on the corner of her mouth, long eyelashes with a thick layer of water, staring blankly at the man.
Oi! I am an article!
This scene, it was impossible not to make this man feel unbearable.
Song Yin sobbed and cried, her crying voice choking. Staring at Yu Jinglan, he made no sound, his face was extremely pitiful, as if a mountain of pain had befallen him, making his usually extremely stern being unable to endure it.
“Say! Tell why?” Song Yin shouted.
Yu Jinglan still remained silent, her gaze was chaotic.
Oi! I am an article!
Song Yin knelt down, hugged herself, her voice softly shook slightly, but also firmly: “I...will not. No matter you agree or not, I still want a divorce!”
What Song Yin wanted, Yu Jinglan forever did not know, Song Yin would also not let her know anymore, because, she was afraid that if she continued, she would get into trouble.
Yu Jinglan lowered her head, clenched her fists by her side, green veins began to be seen, she stared at the tiny body kneeling nearby, closed her eyes and hid the thoughts and pain that were visible in her gaze, she looked at the tiny body kneeling nearby, closed her eyes and hid the thoughts and pain that were visible in her gaze, then opened his eyes again and squatted down.
“Yin Yin?” He called his name slowly.
“Don't call me!” Song Yin refused to hear a soft tone like this, because it was fake, everything was fake, all the tenderness was fake. “You don't deserve to call my name!”
Yu Jinglan's anger exploded, instantly her eyes were gloomy, her voice sounded gloomy : ” Song Yin, You don't want face to face!”
His words pierced Song Yin, he suddenly said : “Since the beginning of my pride you have stepped on, do you feel I still have face? From the beginning I had no face! Who is the same as me living with so no self-respect? Just a smile from you, a gentle treatment from you, I will imagine you will continue to be so gentle? Can it? In this world, there are only fools like me, I am a fool! So that repeatedly threatened by you, Yu Jinglan , I hate you, no longer want to be controlled by you, I want to control myself.. . wu wu.
Song Yin wanted to try to protect her pride which from the beginning had been stepped on by her, she had been so holding back all this time, however, all she got was the drama that had been planned.
He really does not want to be so continuous, if so continue, he will go crazy.
Yu Jinglan stretched out one hand, raised her chin, looked into Song Yin's swollen and red eyes, moved her brows, her gaze pausing on the small face that was covered in tears.
Song Yin saw his usual facial expression on his handsome face, his voice was piercing yet soft, “You want to try as a result of making me angry?”
Song Yin trembled, there was no emotion at all in her gaze, but it instead gave her goosebumps.
Her tears quickly fell, crying sadly. “What exactly do you want to do? What if it makes you angry? Is it going to die? Or live like death? Right now I'm right in a living condition but like dead, let alone you? Just vent, I'm not afraid!”
Yu Jinglan saw no emotion in her tears, Yu Jinglan looked at her face, furrowed her eyebrows, thought for a moment, then asked seriously : “Yin Yin, ' Yu Jinglan said, have you ever really tried to live in hell? Want to try?”
Song Yin felt the emotions that flashed across her gaze, and also loneliness, her heart trembling.
Suddenly Yu Jinglan pulled him up, hit him against the wall, held his tiny face hard, kissed his lips hard, his tongue went into his mouth, making Song Yin uncomfortable and sighing, like almost losing breath. Yu Jinglan's big hand pulled Song Yin's clothes, lowered her head and began to kiss her neck.
Kiss after kiss, biting Song Yin's skin, thinking of her as an impingement toy.
Her kiss was extremely fierce, making Song Yin continue to resist, dodging.
However, the more Song Yin was so, Yu Jinglan would get even crazier.
“You shouldn't involve my vice president!” Low voice.
“Si..” Song Yin's clothes were torn by her.
“Sister Yu____” Song Yin shouted in fear, very helpless.
Suddenly Yu Jinglan stopped her actions, panting heavily, looking at her, an expression so helpless, she was so innocent. For the first time Yu Jinglan thought that Song Yin was plain!
Yu Jinglan tucked her lips, glared at her, Song Yin did not dare to move, sobbing, her tears and snot simultaneously flowed out, then Yu Jinglan clenched her hands, hitting hard against the wall, blood smearing the wall, and then Yu Jinglan clenched her hands, he turned around and went back to the room.
Only Song Yin remained in the corridor, Song Yin stood up, taking her clothes that were on the floor, already unable to close anymore. Song Yin went to open the door, but could not be opened, she returned again, went to the next room, crouched behind the door.
Tears, don't stop falling…
Yu Jinglan walked into the next room, standing in front of the big window, lit another cigarette, yet still unable to suppress the emptiness in her heart.
Song Yin cried to the point of losing energy, falling on the floor, unable to withstand the fatigue, finally fell asleep.
Yu Jinglan was lying on the bed, clamped to a cigarette on her long finger, there were already so many cigarette butts on the floor, she continued to smoke, until the room was filled with cigarette smoke.
He was a calm, confident, and emotionless man, yet, at this moment, he was getting more and more emotional, there were some emotions that were increasingly uncontrollable to him.
From childhood he had been taught, as a member of the Yu family, as Yu Yitian's only son, to be more careful in every word and deed, not to show anyone his true heart, but at the moment…
It turned out that he was also a person who was afraid of loneliness, from the outside looking very good, but the bottom of his heart was lonely, and only his own heart knew that, how empty was he when he stood among the crowd, and because of what was this void?
Often kept silent in an empty house, and when there were others in the house, and the smell of good food, his mood would be unstable, he felt no longer empty.
Only, after this, what was he supposed to do?
Sucking a cigarette, he breathed deeply. Stand up, pour a glass of alcohol, finish it. His spiciness did not make him feel relieved, instead feeling increasingly ill. The bite marks on his chest were extremely painful, but could not compare to the pain of his heart…
Divorce! I want a divorce with you! I don't want to live in your control!
His heart skipped a beat, his strength strengthened, the wine glass in his hand shattered into pieces, the pain made him regain his senses, as soon as he loosened his hand, he said, the cracked glass fell to the floor and let out a sharp sound.
Blood, dripping from his hands, splattered onto the white floor. Raised his head, staring at the still-full bottle of alcohol.
The night was pitch black, the heart was emptier.
He returned to the Mattress, closed his eyes feeling a painful sensation from his hand. The more pain the better, that way, he would forget the pain on the other side, the pain in his chest was even harder to endure!
Despite winning it at the end, even though Song Qingquan was kneeling before him at the moment, would that please her?
He felt confused, confused with himself, confused about his future.
Closing his eyes, smiled bitterly. Night, always getting longer… .
Morning time.
Song Yin woke up from the cold, her whole body shivering, not wearing clothes, she saw there was a wardrobe in the room, she walked there, opened her closet, saw there was a woman's clothes in it, she was dumbfounded, she said, his eyes ached a little, he was not used to wearing other people's clothes, reached out and pulled the bed sheet, wrapping himself in white sheets.
Looking at the clothes in the closet, so many women's clothes, it seems, very many women who have come to this house, thinking up to here, do not know why there is a little pain in his heart… . .
He turned his back to walk to the front of the window, saw the ocean in the outer window, it was very wide, there was a ship in the ocean, he looked at the ship, thinking there was a port on which the ship rested, and the sea was, but what about himself? Where's backrest?
“Indigenous?” Suddenly a cold voice came from behind, there was no need to turn his head and knew it was Yu Jinglan's voice, he chose not to move.
Slowly Yu Jinglan approached, her warm hands landing on her body heartlessly, like she was informing her possession, at will and cruelly.
Song Yin remained silent, she knew what the consequences would be if she made her angry. Especially being in a locked house, he is currently unable to get out.
“Speaking!” That cold voice sounded from above Song Yin's head.
Just as Song Yin turned her back to walk towards the Mattress, Yu Jinglan had already restrained her, smashed her onto the glass, then removed the bedsheet on her body, withdrawing the ****** ********, the heat entered Song Yin's body.
“Aaa!” A tingling feeling made Song Yin shout out suddenly, her face instantly paled.
“Nothing next time!” Yu Jinglan shouted at him loudly : “You, can only stay by my side.”
His slender legs wrapped around Yu Jinglan's waist, both of his hands clasped the curtains tightly, that way, repeatedly in this embarrassing position, his back was facing the beautiful sea scene, feeling the attitude as he pleased Yu Jinglan, not at all followed any feelings, because until now, Yu Jinglan's body was still wearing clothes perfectly.
From the window to the top of the Mattress, Yu Jinglan vented all the resentment of her heart, until the person below her could not resist, and fainted.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, out of the bathroom with the scent of soap, his black hair was slightly damp, a mess hanging on his forehead, giving the impression of depression in people, the, the body that was not covered in the towel looked extremely slender, exuding the charm of a man's surname that could not be underestimated.
However, the moment he touched the faint person, his gaze looked blank.
Subjugating his head saw the scar on his body, on his chest, there was a round scar, he bit him very strongly, only fearing it would be forever, unable to heal, unable to heal, and left a mark on his left chest.
Being up all night, and morning was already acting that way to Song Yin, yet, a body that had suffered all night would definitely behave like that, he began to act real to her!
When Song Yin woke up, there was a set of denim shirts, the clothes she used to wear, yet it was all branded, the logo had not been scissored either. He looked around, there was no shadow of Yu Jinglan, his body was very sick, like it was torn apart, he lowered his head looking and smelled medicine, instantly his face flushed red.
As he looked, his intimate parts had been smeared with medicine….
Get up, put on some clothes. His body hurt, but his heart hurt more.
