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Song Ling stood at the door for a long time, she didn't know if she still had the courage to see her again.

I have been in a daze for four years, when I left, I was so hurt, so embarrassed, without even saying goodbye, maybe things have changed long ago.

But even so, Song Ling still couldn't let go of the obsession in her heart.

For the whole four years, she has been thinking about her all the time, thinking that she can return to her side, and that they can return to the past.She has also imagined countless times, what kind of scene it would be if she could see her again in this life.

Obviously there are a lot of things I want to say to her, but now, she is in there, separated from her by a door, but she suddenly doesn't have the courage to take a step forward.

Song Ling stood by the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside, Shen Zhao opened the door and came out, bumped into the person at the door when he raised his head.

She froze there, momentarily in a trance, with nothing in her mind, subconsciously about to close the door.

Seeing this, Song Ling hurriedly raised her hand to resist it. She leaned her hand on the door frame and called her with eyes: "Ah Zhao..."

Shen Zhao didn't look at her, but closed the door hard, she didn't want to see her, even hearing her voice, she felt trembling all over.

She thought she had the courage to come back and face it, but she was wrong, she really shouldn't have come back.

Song Ling pushed open the door and went in, but Shen Zhao couldn't hold back, his eyes were scarlet and he looked up at her, his lips trembling with hatred: "Song Ling, what on earth are you going to do?!"

She hates herself, why she can't escape after going around and around, no matter where she goes, she always falls into her hands.

She is the catastrophe of her life!

Song Ling looked into her eyes that were about to cry, feeling as if her heart was being crushed. She clenched her palms and opened them to hug her, "Ah Zhao, I..."

Shen Zhao avoided those hands like snakes and scorpions. She subconsciously turned around and wanted to leave. Just as her finger touched the doorknob, the other wrist was grabbed by the person behind her. Song Ling tightly grabbed her arm and held her, "Azhao, don't go!"

Shen Zhao was pulled back by her, Song Ling raised her hand and closed the door, grabbed her wrist and pushed him against the door, she held her tightly, holding her face with both hands, she stared at her moist eyes, With a mournful voice, she called to her: "Azhao, don't leave me again, I've been looking for you."

"Let me go." Shen Zhao's heart was ashamed, tears fell to the ground, he didn't look at her and just spoke coldly.

Those eyes are no longer the same as before, there is no love in them, only endless indifference and coldness.

Even the hatred seems to be gone...

Song Ling's eyes were deeply reddened by such indifference, and suddenly a thought came to her heart——

The person in front of her doesn't love her anymore, her Ah Zhao doesn't love her anymore...

She was afraid of such eyes, afraid of such Shen Zhao.

Song Ling looked down at her, holding her face with both hands, and lightly brushed her red lips with her fingertips. She remembered that in the daytime, that person held her face like this, bowed his head to kiss her, and kissed her. Say "I love you".

It was the "soft spot" she gave her, but someone else put it on again for her.

She is in love with someone else.

Her Ah Zhao fell in love with someone else...

Her heart was like a drop of blood, and her eyes fell back to her face. Song Ling looked at her with pity and grief in her eyes. She raised her hand to caress the fine strands of hair on her forehead, as if she had exhausted all her strength. She could accept her strangeness. She hated her, but she couldn't accept that she didn't love her.

Her voice was powerless and humble, as low as the dust, she said softly: "Ah Zhao, don't treat me like this..."

With her head slightly bent down, she closed her eyes and searched for her lips.

Shen Zhao turned his head, the scorching breath sprayed on her neck, her warm lips pressed against her chin, and she said in a deep voice, "Let me go."

Moisture gushed out of her eyes, and Song Ling smiled stubbornly. She held her tightly, fearing that the person in front of her would disappear again in the next second. , I will never let you leave me again, never again."

Shen Zhao suddenly laughed, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, pulling out long tear stains, his eyes were scarlet like a Shura, he asked her in a hoarse voice: "Song Ling, why are you doing this to me?!"

"I love you." Song Ling looked at her silently, except for this pale sentence, she seemed unable to answer her anything.

Shen Zhao laughed desperately as if hearing a joke. She took a deep breath and asked her, "Love? What is love? Song Ling, tell me, what is love?" She turned her head and stared into her eyes , questioning her, "From the beginning to the end, I haven't done a single thing that hurts nature, but I have to end up like this. Song Ling, tell me, what did I do wrong?"

When you mention the old things, those memories are all brought back in an instant.Shen Zhao trembled all over, she looked at the person in front of her sadly, at this moment, she just wanted to hurt her heart severely.

She stared into her eyes and told her word by word: "I don't love you, Song Ling, do you hear me clearly, I have never loved you before."

Suddenly a place in the bottom of her heart collapsed, Song Ling was stunned suddenly, her expression dazed for a while before she realized, she couldn't help the soreness in her eyes, big teardrops dripped down, she tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, and said out of tune: "You lied to me, you lied to me..."