set fire to his heart

"You know he doesn't love you, why do you torture yourself like this?"

When his voice came into my ears.

Song Xiya's bent body was startled, she stopped putting on her shoes, and turned to look at Louis.

The eyes of the two met.

Song Xiya bit her lips in displeasure with his firm eyes and his firm and confident look.

"Who said he doesn't love me?" She plausibly said.

Seeing that she was still deceiving herself, Louis couldn't help but expose it: "If he loves you, why hasn't he contacted you these days?"

He walked towards her and repeated what he learned yesterday.

"If he loves you, he won't know nothing about you, let alone make you change for him."

"If he loves you, he won't turn a blind eye to you after he learns the truth, without expressing concern and missing at all."

"If he loves you, why doesn't he come to you? He doesn't worry about you, isn't afraid that you will be hit, sad, sad?"

Louis' rhetorical question left Song Xiya speechless.

She wanted to object.

But she couldn't make a word.

Song Xiya's silence made Louis press forward every step of the way.

He came to her and grabbed Song Xiya's shoulders with both hands.

"Shia, he's not worth it."

Louis' eyes looked at her sincerely and eagerly.

"Look at you, is it still Song Xiya?"

His tone gradually became agitated: "You come from the four great families in Beicheng, and your family background beats his family! You are upright and kind, you are simple and brave, and you are superior to ordinary people in every aspect! What do you have to be inferior to?! Where are you not worthy of him?!"

Louis gritted his teeth, unable to bear his own treasure, being treated as straw by others.

"He is not worthy of you!! Shen Shili is not worthy of you!!"

"He doesn't deserve you to pay for him, he doesn't deserve you to change for him, he doesn't deserve everything you do for him!!"

The more Louis spoke, the more excited he became, and the hands that imprisoned Song Xiya couldn't help but increase their strength.

The pain in the shoulder made Song Xiya's expression gradually painful.

finally.

Unbearable, she got rid of his hands irritably.

"enough!!"

Song Xiya took a step back.

She opened the distance between the two, and looked at Louis indifferently.

"Do you think I'll consider being with you if you say that?"

Song Xiya laughed at herself.

"You know she doesn't love you, why do you torture yourself like this?"

She paused every word and repeated to him: "This sentence is also for you."

"..." Louis stood still.

He looked at her in front of him. When they were alone, she always maintained the most alienated and indifferent attitude.

I don't know since when.

Her enthusiasm, her smile, her caring...

No more of his share.

He has never expected to be exclusive, but he is not even as good as a stranger.

In the depths of Louis' green pupils, something seemed to be broken.

Scattered all over the ground and can't be put together again.

But his hurt expression made Song Xiya even more disgusted.

Her eyes turned cold: "Song Yumo, I will never fall in love with a murderer."

Song Xiya said, putting on her shoes.

She pushed open the door and left without any memory: "Although it's not enough to convict, I know very well what you did to my uncle."

After leaving this sentence.

Song Xiya resolutely left.

With the closing of the door, her figure completely disappeared before his eyes.

Louis, who was about to say something, became weak from the words she left behind.

He leaned against the cold wall.

The powerless hands hang down, and the eyes are also lonely.

Louis lowered his eyelids and murmured, "Did you ever know what he did to us..."

***
Song Xiya left the community, crossed two streets, and returned to the parking lot of the bar.

She drove home.

Recent events, and the bad breakup with Louie.

Song Xiya was upset and restless.

When she returned to the Song family villa.

As soon as Song Xiya entered the room, she felt two eyes focused on her.

From grandma Li Qiuxu, and...Su Yining.

Her appearance was beyond Song Xiya's expectation.

It's only seven o'clock.

How could she be at her house so early?

Song Xiya was puzzled, but before she could speak, Li Qiuxu took the lead in giving her a good meal.

"Damn girl! Didn't you decide to change your mind and stop being obsessed with nightclubs?! It's been two months in total, and you started to stay out at night again?! What do you mean by turning off your phone when you say you play?! Can't get in touch You, I, Yi Ning, have been waiting since yesterday!!"

Hearing grandma say that, Song Xiya was even more surprised.

She looked at Su Yining who was sitting on the sofa, her original hostile attitude, after learning the truth, only remorse and guilt remained.

"Look at your slovenliness, smell of alcohol, what a mess you made last night!!"

Grandma's disgusted tone made Song Xiya look away guiltily.

The polished marble wall reflected her appearance at this time—her hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and her makeup was stained with tears.

In her state, it is not difficult to guess what she experienced last night.

That's why.

Li Qiuxu accused her distressedly: "Damn girl!! Is your loyalty eaten by dogs?! I have been waiting for you for so long. If you don't talk to her properly, be careful that I don't recognize you as a granddaughter!!"

After that, she turned and left.

In the huge villa, only Su Yining and Song Xiya were left for a while.

The atmosphere becomes subtle.

Su Yining's brows were full of worry.

Seeing her return safely, she breathed a sigh of relief, but the thoughts in her heart remained firm.

"Shia."

Su Yining got up and called her.

But before she could continue speaking, Song Xiya left her a sentence: "Come to my room and talk."

Her tone returned to its usual softness.

Song Xiya walked in front and returned to the room to take off her clothes as fast as she could.

She rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

When she came out, Su Yining was sitting on the sofa beside her bed.

The eyes of the two met again.

At this time, Song Xiya was wearing a bathrobe and her hair was wrapped in a towel.

After removing her heavy makeup, she revealed a fair and clean face, her whole body was clean and refreshing, and the smell of alcohol was also swept away from her body.

Only, the two eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Su Yining got up.

She opened the drawer familiarly and took out the hair dryer she kept.

"The weather is getting colder, be careful of catching a cold."

She reminded her and said: "There is no rush, we have plenty of time to talk slowly."

Su Yining said, ready to blow her hair.

result.

When passing her by.

Song Xiya, who had been standing still, suddenly opened her arms and hugged her.

"Yining."

Song Xiya called her.

She lowered her head, resting her chin on her shoulder, and said in a hoarse but serious voice, "I'm sorry."