Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 232 Like being shot

Yan Siqi met Director Song Song Chongming at Ji Chuan's wedding. At that moment, he still nervously thought that he could see Ling'er, but even when he felt his heart was about to rush out of his throat, he still couldn't help but feel that he was still there. No trace of the woman could be found.

It was Song Chongming who came over to greet Yan Siqi on his own initiative, "She didn't come." Song Chongming is a soldier, and he never likes to beat around the bush.

Yan Siqi smiled wryly, can anyone see what he's thinking now?
"Thank you that day." If he hadn't stepped forward, he would have been injured, and his speed of turning over could not compare with the speed of bullets.

Song Chongming took a sip of his wine and said honestly, "I just don't want to see her get hurt, especially because of you."

"As long as she is well, it's better than anything else. She has suffered too much. It can be seen that you are very good to her. In her heart, you are also very important. It is very good that she can meet you."

Never knew that he was such an emotional man, Yan Siqi himself couldn't believe that one day he could say such a thing.

It wasn't letting go, it was relief. That day when she desperately wanted to block that bullet for him, he understood everything and saw everything clearly.

He just hated himself more, and his love for her changed in another way.

In the past, his love was too extreme and cruel. He thought that as long as he gave her what she wanted, he could do whatever he wanted with her and control her love for him unscrupulously.

So far, he found that he was wrong, the wrong was too outrageous, and there was no chance of redemption.

In fact, he really wanted that shot, and she didn't block it for him, so that he might die, and his life would be worse than his current life, and death is the best relief.

"I heard that you are getting married soon." Song Chongming definitely asked for Shen Wanling's sake, otherwise when Yan Siqi got married, it really had nothing to do with him.

Yan Siqi smiled helplessly, "Family marriage, you can't marry the person you love, it's not the same who you marry."

In the past five years, it was because he was waiting in his heart, he just wanted to wait for her to come back, but when she came back, he didn't know what to do?

Seeing her tears, her despair, and her selflessness, he knew that he no longer deserved to have her.

"When she saw the news that you were getting married on TV, she cried for a long time." Song Chongming left after saying this.

Yan Siqi stared at the red liquid in the goblet that was shaken by shaking, did he cry?Is it because of him?What ability does he have to make her cry?
The red wine was brought to his mouth, he tilted his head slightly, and drank it all in one gulp. It was very astringent, so when he swallowed, his throat hurt like a dagger.

He didn't know how much he drank that day. After leaving the wedding banquet, he went to the bar where Shen Wanling sang and continued to drink until he was completely drunk. It would be great if he could drink himself to death.

Several young people around said, "Today is Wednesday, why didn't Hetaera come to sing, if you know she won't come today, why should I come here?"

Hearing the complaints from his companions, the other said, "I heard from my friends in the bar that Hetaera will never come here to sing again, and the song last Wednesday (like being shot) is the last one."

"That woman's name is Hetaera, but as long as you look into her eyes seriously, it doesn't take more than three seconds, and you will never want to touch her again."

"I heard that she came here to sing to find a long-lost talent. Do you know why she is barefoot every time she sings?"

A man who was a little drunk teased, "How do you know so much, you still have such a little relationship with her?"

The man shook his head and smiled sadly, "She likes to wear crystal slippers the most, and a man once said that she is not worthy of wearing crystal slippers. The reason why she sang barefoot is to hope that man can help her put on a pair of crystal slippers." Shoes, she wants to be that person's Cinderella, even if it turns into foam..."

"..."

Yan Siqi couldn't hear what those people said in the back, she ran out of the bar, raised her head and screamed loudly, her heart was torn apart piece by piece with the roar of the voice.

Shen Wanling, you were never his Cinderella, you were clearly his princess, but he destroyed you bit by bit because of the hatred in his heart.

"Like being shot", like being shot, with no soul, just want to laugh, so I laughed, just laughed like that, just like that, hypocritical smile, I just want to ask you a question, why did we break up, how Will break up, how come, the heart with the hole is filled with our memories, even if we try to hold on tightly, even if we try to block the heart, it can only flow away from the fingers, even if the heart stops beating It seems that there is no such pain, how can you help me and treat me? If this continues, my heart will be covered with bruises. With a hole in my heart, I will cry without knowing it. I don’t want to do this, I really don’t want to, really I don't want to, really, I followed you who got up and left, I chased after you without thinking, and walked behind you like running away, behind you, the heart with a hole is filled with our memories, even if you try to think about it Hold it tightly, even if you try to block your heart, it can only flow away from your fingers, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, but you can still live, it's really strange, how can I forget you, I, I don't know, I don't know, there is a hole in my heart that cannot be repaired, so the pain is worse than death, like being shot...

Drunk Yan Siqi drove all the way at the fastest speed on the road in the middle of the night. He opened the hood and let the cold wind pour on his body. His whole body was icy cold, but his heart was still so painful that it was hard to numb.

He searched for that song before driving, it was like being shot, why did they break up?I don't want to be like this, it's really strange that I can live in such pain, so the pain is worse than death...

Shen Wanling, who was sleeping, heard a quick knock on the door, and she suddenly opened her eyes, without the slightest bit of drowsiness. During those two years, her sleep was always in a light sleep state, so that after After five years, she still didn't dare to sleep too deeply in the middle of the night.

She was afraid that he would appear one night, like a demon in hell, appearing in front of her bed, insulting her body and mind. Whenever his cold voice echoed in her ears in the middle of the night, she would be terrified. I have to hug myself tightly, I want to cry but I don't dare to cry.

"Shen Wanling, you must remember well that you are my slave, a slave without any resistance, you are not allowed to cry, laugh, kiss me, let alone say you love me..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The knock on the door continued, and Shen Wanling, who was in deep thought, suddenly woke up. She picked up her phone and looked at the time. It was past one o'clock in the morning. Who would come here at this time?

In order not to affect the neighbors, in order not to be blinded by the neighbors tomorrow, she decided to go out and see who it was. She took her mobile phone and started calling Song Chongming. Although she thought it would be inappropriate to call him so late, she was really afraid Meet bad guys and stuff.

The mobile phone was attached to the ear, and it beeped one after another. The knock on the door was deafening as she walked in. The person at the door wished that the door of her house would be demolished.

Shen Wanling didn't dare to turn on the light. She stood cautiously at the door, looking through the door mirror to see if she knew the people outside. When she saw the half-asleep man leaning against the wall, her heart skipped a beat. Tight, how could it be him?
That monster knocked on the door so loudly that he kicked it directly.

Song Chongming on the phone had already called her several times, but she didn't hear him, "Wanling, what's wrong?"

Shen Wanling came back to her senses, and then realized that the phone was connected, "No, I... I'm fine, I disturbed your sleep, I'm sorry."

Song Chongming frowned, apparently not believing what she said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, no need, really no need, I...I'll hang up first, and you go to sleep too." Shen Wanling was about to hang up the phone as she spoke.

When she was about to hang up, Song Chongming asked her, "Did he go looking for you?"

How does he know everything? Are criminal police officers so powerful?
"En." Shen Wanling wasn't hiding anything, after all, she called him at such a late hour, if she said nothing happened, she couldn't even convince herself.

"Let's have a good chat with him, we're leaving tomorrow." Song Chongming said, the other party was the woman he couldn't put down, but he knew better what she wanted most.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have told Yan Siqi that she cried for a long time when she knew he was going to get married, and he wouldn't have deliberately arranged for a few people to say those things in the bar where Yan Siqi was drinking.

There is only so much he can do for her, and he doesn't want to leave any regrets for the relationship he really loved.

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The knock on the door continued, no, it should be said to be the sound of kicking the door.

Shen Wanling let out a long sigh of relief and opened the door. The dim light in the corridor shone on him, making him, who was already drunk and bewildered, look extra intoxicated.

Seeing her open the door, Yan Siqi, who was leaning against the wall and couldn't even stand still, grinned, staring drunkenly at the woman in front of him that he loved and hated so much.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked him. It was obvious that he drank a lot of wine, but she didn't intend to let him in. She knew very well in her heart that once he stepped through this door, there would be a storm.

Yan Siqi didn't speak, kept silent, just looked at her with narrowed eyes, just when Shen Wanling was about to close the door, he rushed over like a cheetah, suddenly hugged her, and kissed her fiercely He touched her lips, not giving her a chance to resist.

He kicked the door of the room, he supported the back of her head with one hand, and shackled her waist with the other, the hot lips mixed with strong and mellow alcohol eroded her breathing, and the overwhelming attack left her nowhere to hide ...

(End of this chapter)