One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Seven I Don't Want It, and I Don't Want Her Either! (II)

On the other side, Tang Yu's hand holding the book tightened a little. His breathing also became heavier.

Oh, it's just a result that has been expected for a long time, what's so surprising?

"Then... will you return to Youcheng in the future?" Du Hui asked.

This question was asked for someone behind him.

Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu's indifferent back, and it was very difficult to squeeze out the word "return" from her mouth. She wanted to go back, but there was no place for her to stay there...

In the whole Youcheng, what else does she have except Tang Yu? But now, she and Tang Yu seem to have walked into a dead end...

"Let's go!" Her silence was already an answer for Tang Yu. He closed the book heavily with a "snap" sound, and spit out two words coldly. Not to mention the sight, even the wind did not pass through Song Zhixing, just treating her as air.

He strode past her and brushed past her without even pausing for a second.

Song Zhixing's heart ached, and almost instinctively reached out to grab him. However, her fingers barely slid across his shirt, and she didn't have time to grab anything. There was cold air between her fingers.

Du Hui felt sorry for her when he saw her injured. But there must be a reason why the two of them had come to this point. As an outsider, he didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly to Song Zhixing: "Young lady, let's go first."

"Wait a minute." Song Zhixing suddenly spoke up and stopped him.

"Anything else?"

She took a deep breath, moved her hands, and her slender fingers fell on the ring. As if she couldn't make a decision, she closed her eyes, and finally, she took a deep breath and took the ring off with force.

At that moment, it seemed as if the most important thing in her body was forcibly peeled off by herself, and there was a hole in her chest.

She handed the ring to Du Hui's hand with force, and her fingers were trembling.

Du Hui held the ring and felt it was heavy, as if it was worth a thousand gold.

"Miss, this is your wedding ring. Such an important thing, you should give it to the second master in person."

Tang Yu had walked a distance and stopped.

"I'm going to board the plane." Song Zhixing kept smiling,

but there were tears in her smile, "I'm leaving, and we'll meet again in the future..."

The last sentence was said to Du Hui, but also to Tang Yu.

She took a step back, and before she turned around, Tang Yu suddenly strode towards them, his face expressionless. Under Du Hui's surprised eyes, he snatched the ring away without even a trace of hesitation. The ring drew a perfect parabola in the air and threw it into the trash can.

Song Zhixing blinked her eyelashes, and tears rolled out of her eyes. She almost didn't even think about it, threw down the shopping basket, and ran towards the trash can.

Ignoring the dirtiness of the trash can, she bent down and struggled to search inside.

Looking at this scene, Tang Yu's expression did not ease at all, but a deeper anger gathered between his eyebrows. He walked over and picked her up from the trash can. "Don't you want it? If you don't want it, why are you pretending to look for it?"

Song Zhixing's heart ached. She couldn't say a word, and she struggled to break free from Tang Yu's hand. However, Tang Yu held her so tightly that her hands almost peeled off, but she couldn't break free.

"Let me go!" She cried uncontrollably. She twisted his fingers with her fingers.

"This is my thing, I don't want it now! Song Zhixing, listen carefully-I don't want it!"

The last few words were so clear that they couldn't be clearer. It was like breaking through her eardrums and piercing her heart.

He didn't want it, and he didn't want her either...

She knew it very well...

It couldn't be clearer...

Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu, who had a cold face, with her hazy eyes, and the fog in her eyes became deeper. Finally, she broke free from his palm.

She didn't look for it anymore, but held on to the wall and walked away step by step.

Li Hanyan waited for her for a long time, but no one showed up, so she came over now. She didn't expect that they would really meet. After a moment of shock, she immediately supported Song Zhixing, who was a little staggering and weak.

"How are you?" Li Hanyan asked nervously.

"Medicine..." Song Zhixing covered her chest, and tremblingly pressed her other hand on Li Hanyan's sleeve. The cold sweat in her palm soaked Li Hanyan's sleeve in an instant, "Aunt, I... I have chest pain."

"I'll give you medicine right away." Li Hanyan didn't dare to be negligent for a moment when she heard it, and took the medicine out of her pocket. Without water, Song Zhixing raised her head and swallowed it directly. The dry pill choked in her throat, causing her to cough violently. She coughed until her face turned pale, but she never turned back, just walked forward stubbornly step by step.

The bitter taste in her mouth continued to spread in her mouth, all the way to the tip of her heart.

From today on, he really didn't want her anymore...

Finally got what she wanted, didn't she? Why did she feel unprecedented pain?

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Behind.

Tang Yu's sight became heavier and heavier, more and more depressed as the figure gradually left.

He clenched his hands at his sides. His five fingers were trembling, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were throbbing.

When he could no longer see anything, he opened the trash can and bent down.

Du Hui held his forehead. Oh my God! The second master of the Tang Clan was actually rummaging through the trash can! If this happened in China, it would definitely be a front-page headline if a photo was taken.

"Second Master, let me do it, you just watch from the side." Du Hui stepped forward and volunteered. However, he was pushed away by Tang Yu, "Go away!"

Two people, very emotional.

Du Hui felt that he would definitely become the center of a storm if he didn't know what to do if he went up there. After being pushed away, he immediately raised his hands and stood far away obediently.

He looked a little too embarrassed like this. People coming and going couldn't help but stare at him and even point at him.

Du Hui really wanted to pretend that he didn't know the second master.

So embarrassing!

On the radio, a voice urging people to board the plane sounded. Du Hui bravely went over and reminded, "Second Master, we are about to board the plane."

"put off!"

"If we postpone it any longer, we will only have evening flights."

"Then change the ticket!" He didn't even raise his head.

"..." Du Hui sighed helplessly. Didn't you just say clearly that you don't want the ring, and now it's like this again. People in love are really hard to figure out.

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Song Zhixing was sitting in the first-class cabin. The feeling of nothingness on her fingers was difficult for her to adapt to.

Ridiculous.

Although I have only worn the ring for a short time, I don't know when I have become accustomed to its existence.

she thinks……

Soon, she will get used to the absence of 'it'.

Will he soon get used to not having Tang Yu's presence?

Song Zhixing closed his eyes tightly, pulled the thin blanket around him, and rolled it up tightly.

She knows it's difficult...