I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 557 Please open the door!
"Song Yan——you open the door for me!" Su Shao threw the bag on the ground, and his knuckles hit the solid wooden door, making a muffled sound.

She knew he was inside.

In it, a person licks and sucks the wound.

He silently bears the sorrow and pain alone.

This endurance is ten years.
How many decades does a person have to sacrifice?

How many decades did he have to spend in confession?

The door is still tightly shut.

Blocked the two souls from embracing each other.

Su Shao bit her lip, and began to slam on the door with both hands "bang bang", as if venting anger, she said, "Song Yan, open the fucking door for me! Didn't you agree that you belong to Mine? Whether it's you who are shining like the sun, or you who have fallen into hell, I want it! I, Su Shao, want it all, I only want you in this life!"

"Song Yan, did you hear that? You open the door for me, I know you are inside, you are inside! Please don't be so cruel to yourself, please, don't bear it alone, don't hide, don't use another Ten years, a lifetime, let the wound fester."

"Song Yan, I love you. No matter what you are, I love you. I am willing to share the past with you. I am willing to give you a shoulder to lean on when you can't hold back. So don't be afraid, I'm here, your girl is here!"

door.

Blocking the two figures, breaking the light and darkness.

In the corridor, incandescent lamps were on.

In the room, there was silence and darkness.

A door.

She is out.

he is in.

She outside the door couldn't make a sound, but he inside the door, listening to her words and crying, his eyes were red.

Every word she said, to him, was like needles dropping dense needles on the apex of his heart, it was too sweet and hurtful.

Because he doesn't deserve it.

Undeserving of her love.

How can a murderer who killed his own mother accept her love so frankly and fearlessly?

Darkness is darkness.

Dark places don't need sunlight, even if he desperately desires
The moment he saw Doubao standing on the roof, he was terrified, the fear welling up in his heart from the soles of his feet.

In an instant, the memory of ten years ago dragged him into hell again clearly.

During the time with Su Shao, he was so happy that he almost forgot that he was a murderer!
He immersed himself in the honey pot, absorbing all the warmth and sweetness she brought.He suddenly began to understand what life is and what it is to be alive, and he also worked hard to become better, so that the heart that had been "dead" for ten years began to beat slowly.

However, fate is such a trick.

People who have made mistakes, as long as they start to forget those mistakes, they will definitely be slapped in the face by reality, and then they will tell you loudly, "You don't deserve it!"

He Song Yan didn't deserve all of this.

Didn't deserve her.

Not worthy to live.

He stood by the door, feeling her emotions and love, but he dared not open the door, dare not hug her, kiss her, accept her.

He is not worthy.

He was a filth crouching in the shadows, he had killed his mother, he had dirt and blood on his hands.

On both sides of the body are clenched fists.

On the arm, the veins are tense.

Outside the door, Su Shao was crying almost out of strength, her throat became hoarse, begging.

"Song Yan, open the door. Song Yan, please open the door."

"Open the door!"

"Please, open the door, okay? Let me take a look at you, just one look."

"elder brother."

Following the two crying words of "brother", the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.
(End of this chapter)