After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

He Xiao's eyes reflected his quiet and gentle face, and the temperature in his eyes gradually cooled down.

He said so much in one breath, there was no chance for him to interrupt.

He just wanted to use these words to silence all his arguments, and also expressed his determination to leave.

He Xiao's thin lips tugged, drawing a very faint arc.

It's embarrassing.

From the day this relationship was formally established, he was the only passive person.

"Farewell here?" The calm but extremely oppressive tone escaped from his lips.

Zhou Cheng listened to the low smile in the man's throat, his calm and indifferent eyes moved slightly, and the fingers that fell on his side curled up silently.

He Xiao raised his chin with his hand, and the smile on his lips spread to the corners of his eyes, "How can you be so naive? Chengcheng."

"Leaving aside our relationship, you might as well talk about it. If I let go, how will you deal with your mother who is still lying in the ICU? Continue to beg those who are too late to hide from you? It doesn't matter if you stare blankly?"

Between the words, there was a naked sarcasm without concealing it.

Zhou Cheng's eyes darkened, and he tilted his head away from his fingers and moved his chin, "I really haven't made up my mind yet, but compared to staying by your side, even if I have to beg those people again, that's nothing."

He choked back unceremoniously, and with just one sentence, the thin smile on the corner of the man's lips was completely frozen.

A sharp darkness flashed in He Xiao's eyes, and he repeated his words repeatedly in his mind.

The out-of-control emotions were intertwined with a tingling pain that he hadn't had time to feel clearly, rampaging in his chest.

He narrowed his eyes, "Really."

His tall and clear figure took a step closer to Zhou Cheng, "If you have such a backbone, why didn't you stop begging those people when you were cornered? Let's see if they will be merciful and pity you. Mom's medical bills."

"Do you think the current situation is different from that at that time? Or, relying on the material conditions I provided during this period of time, you have the illusion that you are still the rich young master from before. Even without me, you can still give you The same treatment conditions as mother?"

Of course He Xiao remembered that he had given Zhou Cheng a bank card.

The money in it is just a drop in the bucket compared to his current worth.

This is meant to give a small pocket money, of course, the concept of "spend money", for most ordinary people, is likely to be an asset that will never be earned in a lifetime.

Since he sent it away that day, he didn't care anymore.

Originally, it was specially made for children, and the card, including the money inside, belonged to him by default.

He didn't know that Zhou Cheng hadn't touched the money in it after so long.

However, based on his temperament of insisting on going to work every day when he has "money", it is estimated that he has not moved.

If it was still the original amount and left him, Zhou Cheng would give his mother the same treatment according to the money in it, not to mention three or five years, one or two years would definitely be fine.

Thinking of this, the darkness between the man's brows and eyes became even more profound.

However, Zhou Cheng didn't have the slightest thought of this aspect that he thought of.

In his subconscious mind, that card never belonged to him, and he never thought about what to do with the money in it.

He didn't even know how much money was in it.

Zhou Cheng was forced by him to keep backing up, until his back touched the shelf placed by the wall, and he couldn't retreat any more, then he was forced to stop, his back pressed against the wooden board on the shelf, and his whole body was crushed The breath wrapped up.

He lowered his eyes and tightened his lower lip.

The man's words made him unable to refute, as he once realized, he would still go on this path again, because this was the only way he could go at that time.

But now, what is before him is the same choice he had to face then.

He admitted that before the man came back, many emotions flashed through his mind, but he didn't think about what he should face after the showdown.

He was leaving, the words were easy to say.

But after leaving.

He expected that the man would not let him go easily, but he never thought about what he would face after he really left...Or, because he subconsciously felt that He Xiao would not let him go, he felt that he was really No... Realizing that he actually had such thoughts, Zhou Cheng's half-closed eyelids moved, and with a force between his teeth, a fishy sweetness instantly spread from the cavity of his lips.And he didn't seem to feel the pain, or he wanted to use this method to suppress the shame he felt after realizing his true thoughts.

After He Xiao trapped him between himself and the shelf, he looked at Zhou Cheng's bewildered face for a moment.

Seeing him tightening his lower lip and being unable to speak, the gloom between his brows eased, showing signs of loosening, and he was about to speak again.

With the tip of his eyes, he saw that his lips had darkened, and when he looked closely, he saw that the lips were bleeding from his bitten lips.

His eyes suddenly tightened, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Cheng's jaw.

The boy's eyes were a little confused, he stared at him blankly, and let him pinch his jaw, unmoved.

He Xiao was almost about to be laughed out of anger, pinching him, exerting force with his fingers uncontrollably, "Why, I can't figure out what to do, just want to use this method to soften my heart?"

The wound was deep, and it could be seen that Jin's strength was completely confiscated, a big gash of blood and flesh lay across the pale lips, as glaring as it could be.

All the nerve endings in He Xiao's mind burned at this moment, and the monstrous anger rising from his chest rushed straight to his forehead, like a prairie fire.When Zhou Cheng finally realized that his jaw was about to be pinched and dislocated by the man's hand, as soon as his consciousness came to his senses, a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

The bleeding wound on his lips was licked heavily by the man's lips and tongue, over and over again, full of revenge.

Zhou Cheng pushed and shoved the man, but was pressed even harder against the back, hitting the shelf behind him heavily.

It was too late to remember what was placed on it. On the solid wood custom-made shelf, a small antique porcelain vase swayed and fell from the sky above the two of them.

Zhou Cheng only felt the pressure on his lips loosen, and then he heard a muffled groan from above his head, and then, the sound of the porcelain bottle falling on the floor and shattering.

He was startled by the movement, and his eyes fell on the debris scattered on the ground.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he pointed to the porcelain on the shelf and asked casually in his spare time after a meal, and the man answered the sky-high price.

Of course, after a short distraction, he remembered that the man had blocked the bottle for him.

Looking up, the man was also looking at him.

He Xiao, who was still furious more than ten seconds ago, now looked at the boy's resentful eyes, his heart seemed to be brushed by something, and it softened.

"I am fine."