Scumbag regrets after divorce

He smiled bleakly, and replied to He Su: "Then who knows? Maybe if you get my body, I will gradually fall in love with you..."

Not only did he say that, he actually hugged He Su again, threw him on the sofa, and kissed him.

The effect of alcohol is to arouse lust, it is rare for Yi Huajin to be so active, no matter he is He Su or Feng Ling, he has made up his mind to indulge tonight.

Anyway, after today, Yi Huajin will be dead.

From now on, there is only one body named Yi Huajin living in the world, living for his parents, and no longer living for himself.

When He Su was kissed by Yi Huajin, his bloody body reacted instantly, but he still controlled himself and pushed Yi Huajin away: "You...don't be like this..."

"Then what do you want from me?" Yi Huajin felt more and more confused, and couldn't even recognize who the man under her body was: "Fengling... didn't you say you like my body? I gave it to you, why don't you want it again?"

When Yi Huajin called out the name "Feng Ling", He Su knew how ridiculous the question he just asked was.

Not everything in this world is useful if you work hard, and it's not that he doesn't want to work hard, it's just that he doesn't want to take it by force when Yi Huajin still has someone else in his heart.

Therefore, in the end, Yi Huajin was completely pulled away from his body and let him lie on the sofa.

Yi Huajin was indeed drunk, and the alcohol he drank was the kind of strong alcohol with strong stamina. He could stay sober at first, but after a while he would completely lose himself.

There is another name for this wine, which is "lost body wine".

He Su could still hear clearly that Yi Huajin kept yelling those two words—Feng Ling.

That's right, the relationship of ten years, after being hurt for so long and unwilling to leave, can only be transformed into endless hatred, how much love should that be.

He Su possessed himself and hugged Yi Huajin who was already drunk and unconscious, and whispered in his ear: "Your Fengling, I'm waiting for you somewhere, I'll take you there."

He walked through the noisy crowd, carried Yi Huajin out of the happy valley step by step, and took him into his car.

At that moment, he suddenly understood Feng Ling's mood.

When you really love someone, you only want that person to be happy, so you can completely let go and give him to someone who thinks he can give him happiness.

Because, I can't do it anyway, give him everything he wants.

Not knowing what happened, He Su was driving the car, and when Yi Huajin was still muttering the word "Feng Ling", she cried silently.

Tears dripped down his chin and onto his thighs, smudged.

"Even if I look like Feng Ling, I'm not him..."

"You still love him after all, more than anything else."

……

At four o'clock in the morning, Feng Ling hadn't slept yet.

Recently, I often suffer from insomnia. Apart from the unbearable pain in the wound, the main reason is that I regret over and over again, why I was such a jerk back then.

Broken the heart of a man who loves himself.

Fortunately, he doesn't love her now, which is fine.

Just as he was about to turn over again, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Feng Ling sat up and looked towards the door, his eyes widened.

Holding Yi Huajin in his arms, He Su rushed in front of him, forced the person in his arms over, and said, "He drank too much."

Yi Huajin smelled of alcohol all over his body. He was very drunk, and it seemed that he had been drinking a lot.

Feng Ling hugged Yi Huajin tightly and frowned, because the first thing he noticed was the marks of five fingers on Yi Huajin's neck, which was pinched by someone.

His veins popped instantly: "Who pinched it!"

"I don't know, it was already like this when I went."

Feng Ling gritted his teeth: "Those who dare to pinch me—!"

"You know it's yours now?" He Su taunted him abruptly: "I advise you to apologize to him, and don't think about whether he loves you or not. Yet?"

Feng Ling lowered his head and didn't speak. He touched the fingerprints on Yi Huajin's neck and answered after a while: "Okay."

It seems that an apology is owed.

I thought he didn't care about this apology, but because he didn't care, it didn't mean that he really didn't have to do it.

He looked up at He Su again: "Thank you for reminding me."

He Su didn't expect Feng Ling to say thank you, his character, logically speaking, shouldn't be like this.

It seems that it was indeed Yi Huajin who restrained his domineering personality a little.

Seeing that he didn't reply to him, Feng Ling continued, "I'm also sorry for that knife, I owe you, I don't really have any close friends, but I think you're not bad."

He Su understood what Feng Ling meant: "I don't have any friends, but I think you are a scumbag."

Feng Ling smiled helplessly: "Okay, since you said that, then we should still be rivals in love."

He Su took a step forward, stretched out his hand and handed it to Feng Ling: "My name is He Su, I am 27 years old, I am a Scorpio, I am more straightforward and boring, I like Yi Huajin, do you still want to be my friend?"

Feng Ling held his hand calmly: "That's a coincidence, I'm also a Scorpio, and I also like Yi Huajin."

"Uh~hmm~" Yi Huajin was soundly asleep, and suddenly turned over and rubbed against Fengling's arms, making strange noises like a small animal.

Then, go to sleep.

"Xiao Jin..." Feng Ling called his name in a low voice, and gently placed him on the bed so that he could sleep more comfortably.

"I've delivered the person, and I've finished talking." All He Su's eyes fell on Yi Huajin's face, and he backed away without even saying goodbye, and turned around decisively to go out.

Feng Ling didn't look up, but he knew that He Su was gone, so he couldn't help but leaned down and put his lips on Yi Huajin's.

While he doesn't know, sneak a kiss...it should be fine, right?

Feng Ling was kissing, thinking about being gentle so as not to wake him up.

Who knew that Yi Huajin suddenly opened her eyes: "He Su?"

Yi Huajin's consciousness was still vague. He remembered meeting He Su who was dressed as Feng Ling, but he didn't notice the change in the surrounding environment.

Feng Ling didn't care whose name he called, it didn't matter if he was called He Su, since it was all in his hands, he couldn't help it.

He kissed more presumptuously, matching Yi Huajin's panting, and gradually deepened.

But the pain on his body couldn't let him unleash it, and in the end he just gave him a kiss.

And the technique of this kiss made Yi Huajin completely understand that this person is Feng Ling.

There is only him in this world who can make people sink in three seconds, and he cannot be refused.

So when Feng Ling pulled away to leave, Yi Huajin hugged him tightly with both arms. He forgot that Feng Ling was injured, and he also forgot that he should no longer be attached to this man, so he just acted coquettishly at Feng Ling in a low voice. :"I want……"

Feng Ling's body froze, jumping repeatedly on the edge of being up and down, but in the end he couldn't resist Yi Huajin's tempting temptation, and kissed him again.

……

Drunk and indulgent, Yi Huajin almost didn't get up the next day.

But when he saw clearly that the man holding him was Feng Ling, he kicked him half a meter away, almost kicking him out of bed: "Why are you?"

Feng Ling reluctantly sat up from the bed, did not reply, and quietly put on his clothes.

His body was covered with bandages, and it seemed that he was seriously injured, but he was still able to toss like that last night, and his nature was hard to change.

It was only then that Yi Huajin realized that she was the whole fruit, remembering the lingering indulgence with Feng Ling last night, blush climbed up her cheeks.

Feng Ling thought he was angry, but didn't explain, but sat a little farther away, kept a distance from him, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, I was wrong..."

Yi Huajin narrowed her eyes and looked at him with indifference: "Do you still know you're wrong?"

"...Well." Feng Ling lowered his head like a child who made a mistake, fiddling with his fingers: "I have failed you for ten years, if I could have found out that I fell in love with you earlier... I wouldn't..."

"Falling in love with... me?" Yi Huajin's inner throbbing came back little by little after hearing these words.

Feng Ling didn't finish the rest of the sentence, he took out a fruit knife from the drawer, handed it to Yi Huajin, and asked him to hold it in his hand.

Before Yi Huajin realized what he was going to do, she saw him kneeling in front of her with a "plop".

Then he held his own with both hands, and at the same time held the fruit knife, aiming at his heart.

Yu Yanyu Yan Yuyan He was only wearing an open shirt, and the chest below the collarbone was the hideous scar left by the gunshot wound last time.

He aimed at the exact center of the scar.

There is away from the heart, and it is also close to the heart.

"If you still don't feel relieved...I'll give you a chance now." Feng Ling looked at Yi Huajin with a smile on his face: "Anyway, stabbing here won't kill anyone, and the bullet didn't even penetrate to kill me."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Yi Huajin's hand without hesitation, and threw the knife into it.

Yi Huajin quickly stopped his force, but the knife was still submerged by two points. The blood stained the blade, dripped along his scar, onto his white bandage and shirt.

"Can you stop making me sick every day?!" Yi Huajin was so angry that his head hurt, he threw the knife in his hand and threw it against the white wall beside him: "If you really want to die, then commit suicide , jumping off a building, drinking medicine and cutting your wrists, you can do something to get me to forgive you? I seem to have told you, don’t change your mind and say you love me, right?”

Feng Ling was still kneeling, with his head drooping and his hands hanging down to the ground. The blood in his chest soaked his entire upper body, and he fell to the cold floor.

"Xiao Jin... I really know I was wrong..." Feng Ling lowered his head, his voice trembling: "I don't know how to make up for you, but I know you hate me, maybe seeing me suffer It is your greatest...compensation."

"So you voluntarily gave up the chairman and were kicked out of the company?" Yi Huajin's cold voice was mixed with endless anger and sarcasm: "And let the whole world know that I was cheated by you, and I made a video of self-harm and uploaded it to you. I see? Are you three years old?!!"

Feng Ling didn't reply anymore, he knelt on the spot motionless, like a dead body that didn't breathe.

Looking at him, Yi Huajin couldn't get angry after all.