The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 105 Fighting with Heaven, Protecting You All (1)

The door was slammed shut with a bang.

Yan Jinhan felt a little restless.

She refused him, for the first time refused his approach.

She obviously likes him.

But he rejected himself.

Yan Jinhan couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was, but he felt blocked in his heart, as if he was pressing down on a big rock.

Yuhao's audition has ended, and the empty aisle is not as lively as before.

Qu Qingge was running fast, and the few people who passed by occasionally just glanced at her and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Gradually, a tall figure enveloped her.

Qu Qingge ran with his head down, his mind was blank, and he didn't care who was in front of him, but he bumped into a broad and strong chest with a bang.

She let out a cry of 'Ouch—', her petite body was bounced back, and before she had time to fall to the ground, a big hand wrapped around her waist and hugged her into her arms.

Familiar arrogance permeated the tip of his nose, as well as his burning chest.

The tip of Qu Qingge's nose was sour, and he had the urge to cry.

Wen Qiyang smiled, lightly held Qu Qingge's shoulders with both hands, and said with a smile, "little thing, why are you running so fast?" He held up his face that had been hanging down on his chest, but saw her red and swollen in an instant Faint bloodshot marks on the cheeks and corners of the mouth.

The relaxed smile on the lips immediately became tight and cold, and the slightly squinted eyes also had a dim light, getting tighter and tighter.

"Who?"

Qu Qingge looked up at him, his eyes were very quiet, without any emotion.

"Jin Xin—" Wen Qiyang growled, "Go and investigate—immediately!"

After receiving the instruction, Jin Xin immediately straightened up vigilantly, trotted and retreated.

"Tell me, where did the injury on your face come from?" Seeing Qu Qingge's red and swollen cheeks, Wen Qiyang's expression was ugly, but he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, but his tone was a little stiff.

Qu Qingge still looked at him quietly, after watching for a while, she said flatly: "It has nothing to do with you——."

"----?"

"I don't need you to take care of my affairs." She held Wen Qiyang's wrist and took his hand off her shoulder. She frowned, her eyes were a little irritable, then she took a step back and turned around.

"Qu Qingge——" Wen Qiyang's voice came from behind her. The difference was that there was no anger in his voice, but calmness in his voice, which made her tremble a little.

"What do you want me to do? Tell me, what do you want me to do, so that you don't push me away, and stop being so cold to me, like facing a stranger."

Qu Qingge stopped walking, her shoulders trembled.

"What did I do? When you saw me, you couldn't wait to escape and draw a clear line with me. I admit that sometimes, I would be a little overbearing and wanted to lock you up by my side, but , I have always, always wanted to make you better, not to let you worry about your family members, not to let you be wronged, you like the stage, I can lay out a red carpet for you that attracts the attention of the world—"

"No need!" Qu Qingge turned around slowly, looking at him fixedly, his eyes were calm without any waves.

Yes, everything Wen Qiyang did was for her. Strictly speaking, he didn't do anything wrong, and he even helped her a lot.However, such domineering and self-assessment will make her feel suffocated, and now because of Yan Jinhan's incident, her heart is even more chaotic, and she doesn't want to have too much entanglement with the man in front of her.

"I admit that you have done a lot for me, but have you ever asked me if I would like to? Is what you forced on me what I want?"

Wen Qiyang was stunned.

Qu Qingge's words woke him up like a revelation. Could it be that everything he did, the so-called 'for her', was imposed on her by his own wishful thinking?

The past flashed in my mind like a slide show, from Zhao Yang to her family, to her school, everything he did was 'for her', never thinking about whether she needed it or not.

"Qingge——" Wen Qiyang's voice was hoarse, and there was unprecedented fragility in his jet-black eyes.

"I'm sorry—" His voice was very soft.

Qu Qingge looked at him, there was confusion in the clear eyes, but they were sparkling, no longer so indifferent.She bit her lip, watching Wen Qiyang's sincere apology, a corner of her heart slowly collapsed.

(End of this chapter)