heart arsonist

"There are problems that can be solved, but the marriage cannot be divorced casually." Song Xinheng said calmly: "If you know that you hold grudges so much, it's better to hear you say such ugly words earlier."

"Some things you said are wrong. Maybe you feel wronged when you are with me, but I... I don't think I have worked as hard as you said. I thought we got along very well. If you don't tell me, how would I know? You're going to have so many opinions..."

"What do you think is wrong with me, tell me directly, no matter how bad my temper is, I will never eat people..." Song Xinheng looked at Fang Wei's increasingly pitiful expression, and said in a deep voice: "If you were thrown in England before I can explain it to you."

"If it also includes the time when I forced you..." Song Xinheng said, "If you don't like it, I won't do that next time."

When I said it, I didn't feel ashamed, but when I thought that Fang Wei was thinking about patting his ass and leaving, it was more distressing than the shame that emerged, and it was unprecedented distress.

He didn't know how many times he had offended Fang Wei overtly or secretly, so he could only reluctantly bring forward the history that he could classify as "bad", trying to reduce the gap between the two.Even so, Fang Wei, who has always been good-tempered, still showed a gesture of resistance in silence.

After all, it was something that he couldn't avoid.

Song Xinheng kept silent, and said after a long time, "You don't want to hear it?"

"It's all over, I don't care about these anymore..." Fang Wei stared at the plush slippers on the floor, and the length of thread growing out made him uncomfortable: "We can't go too far..."

Whether it's star chasing or this inexplicable marriage, the person who maintains it is not Song Xinheng, because he doesn't know how difficult it is to persevere, so he can speak big words that if there is a problem, it should be solved.

People say that love is not enough for marriage, and Fang Wei is the only one who likes wishful thinking among two people, and it is even more difficult. The impulse that was once was extinguished by reality. Can't see a better ending.

After all, they were unequal from the beginning, not the kind of difference that can blur the edge with hard work, but the helplessness and regret that they are destined not to be able to stand side by side since Song Xinheng became Fang Wei's idol.

"I don't like you anymore," Fang Wei lowered his eyes sleepily: "A marriage with nothing is really scary."

"Although it's difficult...but love and marriage should be with people who like each other..." He bit his lips lightly, and finally said: "I'm sorry, let's stop here."

Song Xinheng didn't show any expression. He stood up and walked to the brought box. There was nothing there. Only then did Song Xinheng remember that the carefully prepared gift was left on the back seat of the car.

There was nothing in his hand, but his heart sank heavily.

He originally thought that Fang Wei would like it very much when he saw it. After all, that person's standards were too low, and it seemed that there was nothing that would not satisfy him.But now he has no confidence. After coming here empty-handed, things no longer follow the logic of the past.

The ceiling of Fang Wei's new home is not very high, and he doesn't feel much at ordinary times. When Song Xinheng stood there, the space immediately seemed quite cramped. With his back to Fang Wei, he didn't know what he was thinking. When he turned around again, he said: "It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"You should be very sleepy." Song Xinheng looked at Fang Wei, and interrupted him when Fang Wei still insisted: "Sleep well tonight, what's the matter... we will talk about it tomorrow, that's it."

He didn't mean to leave, and Fang Wei didn't say he wanted to drive him away.The sofa is too small, considering that Song Xinheng will not be able to sleep, Fang Wei plans to give him the bed.Song Xinheng entered the bedroom, but only hugged a thin quilt and went to the living room. After turning off the light, he lay on the narrow and short sofa, wrapped in the quilt, and fell asleep curled up quietly.

He didn't seem to care about whether there was air conditioning in the house or not.Fang Wei saw that he was still, and turned back to his bedroom. When the door was closed, Song Xinheng clearly heard the sound of the lock being locked.

He took a breath and suddenly felt sad in the dark.

Fang Wei not only hated him, but was also afraid of him.

Just 10 minutes later, Fang Wei opened the lock again. He went to pour a glass of water to drink, and when he went back, he didn't lock the door again.

Fang Wei was really sleepy, and fell into a deep sleep when he touched the bed. In the middle of the night, it began to rain outside, and because the windows were not fully closed, the sound of pattering water was a bit noisy.Fang Wei felt cold and was reluctant to leave the bed, so he just pulled the quilt higher and fell asleep again.

The rain continued unabated, but the sound in the room did not know when it quieted down.Fang Wei opened his eyes and looked at the closed window. When he was confused about what was going on, someone lay down behind him, and Fang Wei was wrapped into an embrace while breathing lightly.

As if he was afraid of disturbing Fang Wei's dream, he didn't exert much force on the arm through the quilt, and just hugged it vaguely.But with just such a movement, Fang Wei, who reacted without sleepiness, hesitated whether to get up and push Song Xinheng down directly. At the same time, Fang Wei realized that Song Xinheng's thin lips were close to his ear.

"I never said that I don't like you." Rather than telling Fang Wei, he seemed to be talking to himself: "If I told you that I like you...wouldn't you hate me so much. "

Fang Wei was taken aback, suspecting that something was wrong with Song Xinheng again.

This wasn't the Song Xinheng he was familiar with. Even though he didn't get a response from Fang Wei, he was still not discouraged. After touching Fang Wei's ear in frustration, he said clearly that he liked you.

"I like you," he said:

"Can you please leave me alone?"