Untamed Passionate Kiss

The apartment is empty.

Just half an hour ago, on the small windowsill, Bian Yu was being gently forced to drink by her.

At that time, Liang Yutang fantasized that absence makes the heart grow fonder and how passionate the scene would be.

Little did she know that she was looking forward to their reunion, while he was planning their final farewell.

Actually, there weren't many of Bian Yu's things in the apartment.

He was originally a boy. In addition, he had been going back and forth between the school and the dormitory for almost a year.

Scattered and scattered, at some point, he moved them all back to the school dormitory, without even giving them a chance to be pulled away again.

Liang Yutang knew all along that Bian Yu was a man of his word.

Perhaps it was his independent personality that truly attracted her.

But she hadn't considered what the consequences would be if that decisive, swift-and-sharp style were applied to her.

bang bang.

Liang Yutang felt a headache coming on and smacked her head twice.

She didn't drink much tonight; she got Bian Yu to drink it all.

But it was as if there was a string in her mind that was constantly taut, preventing her from getting a good night's sleep.

There was a large empty space next to the bed, so empty that it frightened her.

Thinking about it, it seems she has always been quite afraid of being alone.

At a young age, she was sent to the United States by her parents, and the unfamiliar environment made her timid.

At first, she would always sneak into Meng Yang's room, even if it meant just curling up on the small sofa in his room.

I just can't fall asleep alone in my own room.

At first, Meng Yang couldn't do anything about her, so he would agree to let her get into bed, and the two of them would each occupy one end of the bed.

As Meng Yang grew older and came to understand the difference between men and women, he began to force Liang Yutang to return to her room.

Liang Yutang refused to listen, causing a lot of trouble, and even claimed that there was a ghost in the room.

"Is he a foreigner?" Meng Yang was amused and annoyed by her. "Speaking gibberish you can't understand?"

Liang Yutang: "See! You've encountered this before, haven't you!"

From a young age, she had a strong ability to talk nonsense.

Having no other choice, Meng Yang had to replace the double bed in the bedroom with two smaller beds.

He slept on one sheet, and Liang Yutang got the other.

This is what Liang Yutang meant when she said that Meng Yang fulfilled her every wish except for the desire to be in love.

Away from his family, Meng Yang took on responsibilities he shouldn't have had to bear.

Regardless of whether there were any complaints, at least she was safely raised.

How could she possibly be so indifferent to the life and death of such a person?

She tossed and turned in bed in her apartment, unable to understand why Bian Yu suddenly wouldn't listen to any explanation.

The more she thought about it, the clearer her mind became.

The apartment was eerily quiet; she had never lived there alone before.

Bian Yu left, just like taking away the vitality of this place.

She couldn't sleep at all; her chest felt tight, and her mind was filled with thoughts of Bian Yu.

I vividly remember the way he spoke harshly, his businesslike and irreversible expression.

She was even unwilling to give them a little more affection.

The more Liang Yutang thought about it, the more unwilling she became. So she got up and did the most humiliating thing she had ever done in her life—

He called Bian Yu frantically.

Bian Yu neither answered nor hung up. The phone rang in vain.

When the call reached its thirtieth or so, Liang Yutang finally gave up, her hands and feet turning ice-cold.

She suddenly remembered the boys she had dumped abruptly in the past.

They called her the same way, but she didn't answer.

They even found it annoying and turned off the mute function, or simply blocked the phone.

There was also a boy who insulted her at the time.

"Liang Yutang, what goes around comes around. One day, you will face your retribution."

Karma has caught up with me. It really hurts.

The pain was so intense that she wished she could turn back time and kowtow to that boy.

My phone is almost out of battery. I checked the time; it's only midnight.

There are still six or seven hours until dawn.

Liang Yutang knew that she wouldn't be able to get through the night alone.

So she ran away too.

She escaped to the hospital, to be with the person who gave her a sense of security.

*

hospital.

Meng Yang was already asleep.

His head wound was still a bit painful, and the doctor gave him painkillers that night.

Painkillers contain ingredients that induce drowsiness. That's why he didn't wake up immediately when Liang Yutang pushed the door open.

The maid, who was sleeping on the cot next to the patient, noticed the movement and was startled.

"Miss Liang?"

This maid had worked for the Meng family for many years and was naturally familiar with her.

Liang Yutang made a shushing gesture and whispered to the maid.

"You can go back now. I'll keep watch tonight."

"this……"

Liang Yutang: "If your uncles and aunts ask, just tell them."

Although the maid had some doubts, she nodded, got dressed, got out of bed, and left the room.

With all the noises and sounds combined, Meng Yang finally woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw a small head resting in his palm in the darkness.

He moved his palm and found it was very wet.

"Candy?"

He was startled and slowly propped himself up, trying to sit up.

Liang Yutang grabbed his hand and pressed it down with some force.

"Don't move," she said. "I've seen a ghost again, and I can't sleep."

Once she started spouting nonsense, Meng Yang was terrified.

"Have you been drinking?"

He somewhat forcefully lifted her head to examine it.

All I could see were a pair of eyes that were a mess of mascara.

"I told you not to watch."

She turned her face away and, in a moment of rudeness, slapped the man's hand away.

Meng Yang had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on; her strange appearance was probably related to that boyfriend again.

"You two have been progressing very quickly, you've even met each other's parents, so what's going on now?"

Even he himself didn't realize that this seemingly ordinary question was full of probing.

Liang Yutang turned her head warily. "How did you know?"

Meng Yang remained silent.

What is he going to say?

Is it true that he has been paying attention to Liang Yutang's love life all along?

He paid attention not only to Bian Yu, but also to every one of his predecessors.

He told himself that he just wanted to find out the details of Liang Yutang's boyfriends.

After all, there are so many pig butchering scams these days, and they're afraid she'll be sold off and end up helping them count the money.

The truth is, she's often the one selling people.

When she's happy, she's sweet. When she's unhappy, she's a heartless girl.

Seeing her boyfriends come and go like a never-ending stream, Meng Yang felt at ease.

She knew those men had never truly entered her heart.

The only one who was different was Bian Yu.

First of all, the intelligence of a double top scorer doesn't seem to suggest someone who's love-struck and would frequently show off their relationship.

Furthermore, Liang Yutang seemed to listen to him without question.

And they have made substantial progress.

He wasn't in a hurry to return to China.

But a voice seemed to call out to me: If I don't come back, it will be too late.

So he volunteered to return to China to help with things like branch site selection.

In reality, he just wanted to come back to prove that he was still very important to Liang Yutang.

But tonight, Liang Yutang said in a muffled voice—

No matter how I explain, he won't listen.

"If something happens to a family member, how can I just sit idly by? I'm not a cold-blooded animal."

"When you men are in love, you'd give them the stars and the moon. But when you're ruthless, it's like comparing heaven and earth."

"Just you wait, he was so cruel to me. This time, I won't forgive him either!"

But her vulnerability, her expression, all spoke of her inability to leave.

Meng Yang felt a sharp, persistent pain in his heart, like being pricked by needles.

But looking at Liang Yutang's pitiful appearance...

He still wanted to support her, just like he did when they were children.

So, while Liang Yutang was lying down and whimpering...

Meng Yang took the phone, found Bian Yu's social media account, and sent a message—

"Let's meet."