Chapter 196 Sangsang, Do You Want Me to Die?

Rong Zhan was almost driven crazy by her. He wanted to open the door and rush out regardless, but he was afraid of being too strong and hurting her.

Sang Xia felt his chest rise and fall violently, and felt his emotional fluctuations. Her eyes flickered, but her expression remained calm. She asked, "Rong Zhan, what are you afraid of?"

"No, I didn't." He didn't, no.

Rong Zhan ducked his eyes and defended.

"No, you do."

Sang Xia looked at him steadily.

Rong Zhan was about to push him away, blocking him in front of her, but Sang Xia's firm yet low voice began to come out, hitting his heart deeply.

"You are just afraid, Rong Zhan, are you afraid that I will criticize you?"

"Afraid that I will blame you like everyone else, afraid that I will complain and accuse you in front of you because of Bo Yi, afraid that you will see me in agony and bursting into tears because of Bo Yi. Are you still afraid, afraid... "

"No, stop talking! Shut up! Sangxia! You disappear in front of me!" His eyes suddenly turned red and he roared like a wild beast.

Frantically trying to open the door and rush out.

Sang Xia blocked the door, looked up at him and looked at him going crazy, and continued, "You are still afraid that I will leave you, right!?"

Rong Zhan's whole body was stiff, and his narrow red phoenix eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, evil, crazy, yet so helpless.

He staggered, lowered his head, and a cold and sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his cold lips. He wiped his head and sneered, "Who do you think you are? You are just a woman. The most damn thing I don't lack is--"

"You keep talking!?"

She stared straight at him, sullenness appeared on her brows, and she held his arm tightly, refusing to give way at all.

"Say it, say it again if you have the guts!"

Rong Zhan's face turned pale, and he was almost speechless by her, but that was not the key. The key was that he couldn't help it anymore. There was strong sourness and pain in his heart. He felt lonely, his despair, and his mind. The tight string inside seemed to be about to break, and his shoulders were shaking.

The fingertips are also trembling.

He didn't want to be embarrassed in front of her, and he didn't want her to see himself at his most vulnerable, helpless and useless.

This is not him.

"Well, since you say so, let me go."

She said that she was about to turn around and open the door to leave, but as soon as she turned around, her body was suddenly hugged from behind, and she was tightly held in his arms.

Sangxia twisted her body and struggled, "Let go! Didn't you mean..."

Before she could finish her words, the hot and humid liquid suddenly wet the hair in the hollow of her neck. The humid temperature and touch made Sangxia freeze immediately, and she was stuck on what she wanted to say.

It was stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it anymore.

He was buried in the crook of her neck, holding her tightly with both hands. For such a big man, his straight back was bent down in defeat at this moment, as if he had finally compromised and admitted defeat.

His shoulders were shaking slightly, and all the pain he had suppressed was still given to the person he least wanted to give it to.

Gave it to her.

He was like a survivor drifting in the sea, and she was his driftwood.

She is the sustenance and support of his soul.

"...Rong Zhan." Sang Xia called softly, her hand covering his hand that was holding her tightly on her waist.

He was still shaking and showed no sign of letting go.

Sangxia sighed softly, "Do you still want me to leave?"

Do you still want me to leave?

For a long time, just when Sang Xia thought Rong Zhan would not answer, his hoarse voice came: "Do you want me to die?"