only soft on you

Zhou Tang turned his head slightly and saw the bright red color on Chen Yan's arm again.

Zhou Tang frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Chen Yan, I'm really feeling much better, please let me down."

However, Chen Yan did not reply immediately.

Zhou Tang was about to continue talking, but Chen Yan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and replied hoarsely to her, "Don't worry, and don't feel guilty. I'm hugging you just because I want to. You'll get home later. It’s time for me to completely withdraw from your life as I promised..."

As he spoke, his tone became more self-deprecating and sad, which lingered in his mind for thousands of times.

Zhou Tang's eyes flickered slightly.

For some reason, she could even clearly feel that Chen Yan was filled with loss, sadness and helplessness at this moment.

He really planned to give up, really planned to give up on her, and let her go completely and free as he just said in the car.

My heart suddenly ached, and a strangely complicated feeling spread throughout my body.

Zhou Tang didn't feel half gratified or relieved. On the contrary, she even inexplicably felt that Chen Yan's decision was like an invisible shackle, which finally made her breathless.

"Chen Yan, we can still be friends."

It wasn't until Chen Yan carried her to the door of her home that Zhou Tang replied in a low voice.

But as soon as these words came out, even she couldn't help being startled.

She didn't expect that she would say this to Chen Yan out of nowhere, nor did she expect that she would want to be an ordinary friend with Chen Yan. This seemed to be an uncontrollable decision in her heart.

However, Chen Yan's expression fluctuated slightly, his eyes fell deeply on her face, and he did not reply immediately.

Zhou Tang felt a little weak when he saw him, then he pretended to look away and opened the door next to him with his fingerprint.

In an instant, the door opened, and a few of the sensor lights in the house lit up, dispelling some of the depression around him.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, the tension all over Zhou Tang's body relaxed a little.

Immediately, she heard Chen Yan reply in her ear, "We can't be ordinary friends. I have a bad temper, I'm paranoid and possessive. If you give me a chance, I will..."

At this point, he stopped talking.

But Zhou Tang understood what he meant. Whenever she gave him a chance, he might be unable to restrain himself from shaking his determination to alienate her, and thus pester her more and more fiercely.

At that time, there was absolutely no way she could reject him or push him away.

Zhou Tang's eyes were full of ups and downs, his mind was depressed and shocked, and he didn't speak for a while.

Chen Yan lowered his head and glanced at her, the disappointment and darkness in his eyes spreading infinitely.

Zhou Tang, after all, had no intention of keeping him, even though her heart was obviously fluctuating, she still decided to give up on him.

He couldn't describe what he felt in his heart, disappointment and despair, as if he was used to it.

But there's nothing wrong with this. At least this woman, Zhou Tang, can really get rid of him and be truly happy.

Chen Yan was filled with noise and was silent for a few seconds. Then he carried Zhou Tang into the room without saying a word. After placing Zhou Tang on the sofa, he asked in a low voice: "Can you change your clothes by yourself?"

Zhou Tang was stunned and nodded quickly.

Chen Yan stood up, his voice getting hoarse, "Then change your wet clothes earlier and have a good rest."

As he said that, he glanced deeply at Zhou Tang's face again, as if he had made up his mind, and as if saying goodbye, he smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Yes." Zhou Tang lowered his head, and after a while, he softly responded, "You should apply medicine to the wound on your arm earlier when you get home."