set fire to his heart

The appearance of a male voice made the bartender look up at him vigilantly.

The opponent is tall and burly, well-dressed.

The light-colored windbreaker is clean and refreshing, the complexion is extremely fair, the handsome features are distinct, and the unique green pupils are even more eye-catching.

"This……"

The bartender swallowed hard.

He hesitated.

He wanted to get rid of Song Xiya's trouble, but he was afraid that the entrusting of others would make things worse.

At this time.

Song Xiya, who also heard the movement, stood up straight with her hands on the bar.

She looked up at the man beside her...

Under the bright lights, he has light chestnut hair and wears gold-rimmed glasses with amber eyes behind the lenses.

"Time ceremony."

The moment she recognized him, Song Xiya rushed towards him without thinking.

"Sure enough, you still love me!"

She opened her arms and hugged his waist tightly, wishing to merge with him.

Seeing this, the bartender immediately reacted.

He quickly took the card and settled Song Xiya's consumption.

Louis who was standing in front of the bar, when he heard another man's name from her mouth, his body stiffened suddenly.

And the next second.

Song Xiya hugged him tightly.

Her cheek was pressed against his waist, and her makeup was rubbed against his shirt.

"..." Louis stood still.

It seems that the waves are calm, but in fact the heart is like a saw.

He took back the bank card, stuffed it into the pocket of the windbreaker, then bent down, and directly hugged Song Xiya.

The weightlessness of the body made Song Xiya wrap her hands around his neck reflexively.

"Um……"

She murmured softly, indulging in the interaction at this moment.

Song Xiya put her arms around his neck, her head against his shoulder blades, and let him carry her away from the bar.

It was completely dark outside.

It has been raining for several days and has just stopped.

The air outside was damp and cold.

Song Xiya shrank into his arms, like an insecure cat.

"Time ceremony..."

She leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes weakly, and said to him: "Don't want me, okay?"

Louis, who was misidentified by her, knew that Song Xiya had lost her mind.

He didn't respond, just walked forward with her in his arms.

however.

Song Xiya, who didn't get an answer, squeezed him even harder.

She hugged him tightly and said, "I know I'm not good enough, I know I'm not good enough for you, I know you approach me only because of that necklace, and I also know you treat me well because of it... ..."

As Song Xiya spoke, her voice gradually choked up, and tears rolled down her face.

Her hot tears wet Louis' shoulders along the corners of her eyes.

His Adam's apple slid sluggishly.

Louis didn't speak, just hugged her and kept walking.

"But, I really love you..."

Song Xiya cried and told him: "For you, I changed my image. For you, I tried my best to become better. For you, I even preset our future."

"Shili, I can't live without you."

She hugged Louis tightly, called another man's name, and confessed to him affectionately.

"Without you, I will die. Please, don't leave me..."

Song Xiya kept crying, as if she was holding on to a life-saving straw, she tightly circled his neck.

Holding her Louis, his whole body seemed to be pierced by a sharp object.

The treasure in his arms turned into a pile of sharp glass shards, hurting his liver and gallbladder, and the pain made his face yellow and his lips white.

But he was still firm and did not let go.

Afraid that she would recognize his voice and resist his touch, so he didn't say a word.

He just hugged her.

Step by step, into the endless darkness.

***
Alternating day and night.

Song Xiya, who was lying on the bed, turned over lazily.

The soreness in her body made her frown in displeasure, and the feeling of a splitting headache made her more sober.

Song Xiya opened her eyes half asleep.

The picture in front of me is so strange.

Realizing that she was sleeping on someone else's bed, Song Xiya sat up in fright.

The quilt covering his body slipped off.

When she saw that the clothes on her body were intact and there was no one else around, Song Xiya let out a breath of relief.

However, she did not let her guard down.

Song Xiya almost reflexively picked up the bag on the bedside table and was about to leave.

"Boom-"

As soon as she opened the door, she hit a strong chest head-on.

Song Xiya backed away in pain, and her head, which was already in pain that was about to burst, became even worse at this moment.

She covered her forehead, opened her eyelids and looked up with difficulty.

Subsequently.

She saw Louis in house clothes.

The low-twist, mid-length hair was loose, and there was a bit of mysterious ruffian in the elegance.

The moment she recognized him, Song Xiya frowned displeased.

"Song Yumo?"

She dropped her hands and looked around.

Simple and clean, no extra furniture.

"Is this where you live?"

"Yes."

Louis confessed and reminded her: "I made hangover soup, come out and drink some."

When he mentioned the word "wine".

Fragmented memories flooded into Song Xiya's brain like a flood.

Yesterday at noon.

She bought flowers at the flower shop and planned to go to the cemetery.

As a result, she saw Shen Shili's car before she got in the car.

Across the road, he parked downstairs in a cafe, and Su Yining got off the car with him.

The moment she saw them, Song Xiya became jealous.

Resisting the urge to argue, she followed them into the cafe.

later.

She overhears their conversation and is devastated, heading to the bar to get drunk.

After that, it was intermittent and vague.

But she clearly remembers...

It was Shen Shili who came to take her away.

How did it become Song Yumo?

Song Xiya frowned displeasedly, and the change in her expression made Louis guess her thoughts.

"It wasn't Shen Shili who took you out of the bar, it was me."

He told her the real situation, and poured cold water on her mercilessly: "From the beginning to the end, he never showed up."

Louis' reminder made Song Xiya's drooping hands tightly clenched in displeasure.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Why do you know where I am? Are you following me?"

"I live not far from that bar."

Louis motioned her to look out the window: "Two streets away, I went downstairs to buy things last night, and I recognized your car on the side of the road, out of concern, so..."

"So you just sneaked in and pretended to be Shen Shili and took me back to your home?"

Song Xiya's pointed tone made Louis' eyes darken.

With a cold tone, he emphasized to her: "I didn't impersonate him, it was your mistake."

"But the end result is not bad."

Song Xiya said, looking at Louis mockingly: "You didn't do anything to me, did you?"

"No."

Louis paused every word, and told her solemnly: "If I hurt anyone, I won't hurt you."

But his affection and determination did not impress Song Xiya.

"That's really nice."

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips: "I don't want to die yet, I want to live a few more days."

Song Xiya said, and stepped forward.

She pushed Louis away and walked straight to the door.

See her and leave now.

Louis, who was pushed away, turned to look at her who was putting on shoes in the hallway: "Why do you torture yourself like this when you know he doesn't love you?"