He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Outside, it was dark.

In the room, Song Zhixing did not turn on the light, but sat on the bed stiffly, motionless, as if his soul had been taken away.

Tang Yu walked in, and seeing her through the light outside, the waves in his heart were surging, and the throat felt astringent.

Raise your hand and turn on the light switch. The intense light made her extremely uncomfortable, her red and swollen eyes were narrowed with pain, and her small face turned slightly to one side. Because I cried, my eyes are now red and swollen like two walnuts.

Tang Yu glanced at her, set the meal aside, and said, "Go wash your face and eat."

Song Zhixing's pale lips moved, "...I can't eat it."

In the four words, the voice is weak like a mosquito, as if floating over from a distant abyss, and like a wisp of smoke, as if the wind would disappear when the wind blows.

Completely disappeared into his world...

Tang Yu shook his hand to his side, and patiently said, "If you can't eat, you have to eat."

Song Zhixing bit his lip, as if he couldn't hear it, lowered his head dullly, and stopped replying to him.

How could Tang Yu be the kind of person who could make her ignore him, and he was totally disgusted with the feeling that he couldn't control him at this moment. Press the remote control, set up the small table on the bed, and set the meal. In the next moment, she forced her small face and lifted her up, took a spoon and took the rice and fed it to her lips. Song Zhixing was about to push him away, but in the next instant, Tang Yu held his wrist with one hand. His hands were easily cut back behind him. His broad chest came straight forward, pressing her, and his dark and complicated eyes fixed on her, making her breathing a little difficult.

"Song Zhixing, I said, I can toss you anyway, but you are not allowed to toss yourself. If you want to go on a hunger strike, you have to ask me to agree or disagree!" Tang Yu bit every word very hard, breathing sprayed on her face on.

Song Zhixing looked at the man in front of him, his heart twisted into a ball, "Do you know how cruel you are like this?"

"Things have reached this point... But you still asked me to let me eat and sleep normally like a normal person, and even... still be with you normally?" Song Zhixing's hand broke away from his wrist. Come. She grabbed his hand and pressed it tightly on her chest, her voice hoarse as if it was broken, "Second uncle, my heart is alive, flesh and blood. I will know that I am grateful and will be moved by you. But ...I will also hurt and hate."

"You toss you with me, but, do you think... what can I really do with you?" She sniffed, as if helpless, the hand holding his wrist was shaking, "Second Uncle, What can I do with you? I can't do what with you..."

She shook her head indiscriminately, and asked and answered: "You are my heaven, my land, and everything to me. What can I do with you?"

Tang Yu's hand was pressed **** her chest, and all the pain in her heart seemed to be transmitted to the tip of his heart through the palm of her palm, and his heart also felt painful. He put down the spoon, held her close to his chest, and pressed his jaw heavily on top of her head.

"Xingxing, I don't force you to accept all this immediately. But... Promise me, don't leave me." The second master of the Tang family, who has always been aloof, at this moment, said something with a trace of pleading. He held her hand, leaned to his lips, and kissed with nostalgia and sadness, "Give us another chance, give us a chance to marry each other. Can you?"

To Song Zhixing, every word he uttered seemed to be bewitching. If it wasn't for what Su Fengjin did that was too unforgivable, maybe...she would really just nod.

Song Zhixing leaned on his chest and listened to the heartbeat. After a long while, he closed his eyes, and said as if he had made up his mind: "Second Uncle, I want to go back to my grandpa..."

Tang Yu was shocked fiercely. The hand pressing on her back was tight. In the end, he just repressed: "This is your home. You can't go anywhere except here."

He just brought her back!

Just let her return to her side!

How can I let go?

She grabbed his shirt with her fingers, looked up at him with tears, her voice was broken, and pleading, "Let me go. Tang Yu, let me leave here... I want to find Grandpa..."

Tang Yu held her hand tightly. Tight to the blue veins are faintly highlighted.

He put his five fingers through her hair and held her broken face with his big palm, "Give me a reason to find him."

"When people are injured, they always need to find a safe place to lick the wound. Now I have nowhere to go except for my grandfather... right?"

Nowhere to go.

The four words pierced Tang Yu fiercely.

However, there is really nowhere to go, and Li Qiming is definitely not a good place to go!

"Don't talk about it." Tang Yu's hand slipped from her face, "eat first."

"Tang Yu..."

Tang Yu didn't seem to hear her, let alone look at her, "After dinner, I will accompany you to walk outside to relax..."

"Tang Yu, let me go..." Song Zhixing's pleading voice raised, even, in order to let this man really hear her own voice, she got up from the bed, stood barefoot on the carpet, her eyes stubborn. Staring at him, "You can't put me under house arrest. Tomorrow...I'm leaving, I'm leaving here, leaving the Tang family..."

Tang Yu's eyebrows beat.

With a loud bang, the bowl in his hand was put back on the table heavily. He was so strong that the table was shaking and the bowl was almost broken.

Song Zhixing met his gloomy gaze, his heart trembled, and his hands hanging beside him clenched subconsciously. She was not afraid of Tang Yu like this.

In the next moment, only Tang Yu's cold voice rang in his ears, "Song Zhixing, stop being wishful thinking like a fool!"

Song Zhixing looked at him in confusion, as if not understanding. What is wishful thinking?

Tang Yu got up from the bed and looked down at her from top to bottom, "You treat them as relatives, but does Li Qiming really treat you as relatives?"

Her white lips trembled, "...what do you want to say?"

He looked at her with his eyes as if he wanted to stare through her. For Song Zhixing at this moment, every word he uttered was absolutely cruel.

"Everything that happened back then, Li Qiming knows better than anyone else. You hate me, and you hate everyone in the Tang family as your accomplices in concealing this. But, what about your grandfather and your aunt? How can they get out?"

Song Zhixing fluttered her eyelashes, her lips quivered, and she wanted to say something. He went back and forth to defend her grandfather and aunt, but she found that her throat was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

[There is an update later, still writing. 】

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