Rong Zhaonan's narrow and dark eyes contained cold anger: "Ning Yuan, stop..."
As a result, as soon as he grabbed her, he saw wetness on the cold face of the girl in front of him.
she cried……
He was stunned for a moment, and the tears on her face stung his eyes.
Ning Yuan stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears expressionlessly, and said coldly——
"Before we get divorced at the end of next year, I will not participate in any sorority parties, will not spread scandals, and will cooperate with your work unconditionally. Now you can let go?"
Rong Zhaonan's eyes darkened, and his breathing became suffocated: "I...that's not what I meant."
"It's me who's being careless and delaying your work. I'm sorry. I can bow and apologize if you need me. Now, let me go!!"
Ning Yuan took a deep breath, kept calm, and pulled her hand back hard, trying to leave.
I have always felt that adult breakups should be dignified.
She didn't want him to see her still being affected by his words, which made her look disgraceful.
But it turns out that the so-called dignity can only be broken in an instant.
Rong Zhaonan's eyes stung, but he did not let go and said in a deep voice: "Ning Yuan... calm down."
"Let go, don't let me whip you!!"
Being restrained and unable to break free, Ning Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a low voice.
She kicked his calf hard, and she was so angry that she burst into tears: "Go away——!"
She kicked him so hard that Rong Zhaonan felt that her tears made his chest suffocate and hurt more than her legs.
He still didn't let go. Instead, he looked at her steadily and whispered hoarsely, "I'm sorry."
Ning Yuan was stunned, looked away coldly, and wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves——
"There is no need to apologize, Chief Instructor. You can do nothing wrong. Only a selfish person like me deserves to be scolded."
Rong Zhaonan lowered his head and closed his eyes, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes: "I'm sorry... I shouldn't use my emotions to hurt my comrades and friends."
Ning Yuan turned her face away, did not speak, and did not want to look at him. She just continued to break his hand that held her shoulder.
He looked at her and suddenly sighed self-deprecatingly: It's just that I'm not willing to give in, and all my love is in vain. "
Ning Yuan was stunned and looked at him in confusion: "You..."
Rong Zhaonan looked at her with his narrow, cold eyes, and said slowly and hoarsely——
"I know that the girl I like didn't lie to my feelings, nor did she hang on to me. It was just my reluctance that made me hurt her unscrupulously to prove that I was different in her heart."
The blade should be aimed at the enemy, but he used it to aim at the girl who had been standing by his side and helping him.
Still the girl he likes.
Ning Yuan was completely at a loss for a moment.
She never thought that a proud man like him would apologize to her.
Unexpectedly, the man in front of me would say the word "like". Last time I asked him, he didn't answer.
She always thought that he only wanted to be with her because of the sense of responsibility and men's possessiveness unique to this era.
The originally sad and empty heart seemed to be filled with an indescribable emotion at this moment.
Why is he saying this? She will never forgive his harsh words!
She couldn't help but her eyes turned red again, she lowered her head, tears falling down her eyelashes: "..."
"How can you stop crying..." His cold voice was filled with panic and helplessness, and he wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears.
Ning Yuan turned away expressionlessly and pushed his hand away: "Who is crying? Get out!"
But...she kept randomly wiping the wet water on her face with her sleeves, and even forgot that she had a handkerchief.
Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, his narrow Ruifeng eyes were full of complicated emotions.
Her tears were like the sharpest weapons, able to disintegrate all his weapons in one go.
For the first time, he experienced the feeling of powerlessness and suffering, which was nothing like his usual self.
He suddenly reached out and hugged her, and apologized again in a low voice: "I'm sorry, you don't have to bear the hurt caused by my emotions. I deserve a beating. Do you want to kick me again? Then kick me!"
Ning Yuan was held by him, the tip of her nose was filled with the familiar scent of grass in his arms. She choked with sobs and punched his chest hard——
"Rong Zhaonan, you bastard, besides bullying me, what else will you do!"
She was annoyed that she would feel happy and sad for him because of his few words.
All emotions seemed to be affected by him.
Rong Zhaonan patted her back slowly, his cold and dark eyes filled with tenderness that he had never noticed.
He coaxed softly in her ear: "How about we stop fighting and be together like before..."
Ning Yuan closed her eyes and said nothing, nor did she break away from his arms.
But he was full of anxiety and held her stubbornly, unwilling to let go of her.
After a while, Ning Yuan calmed down a little and said softly with choked sobs——
"Rong Zhaonan... you know it won't work. We... are too different. Why lose both sides? I can't afford to delay you."
She said this with difficulty, put her hand on his chest, and slowly pushed him away.
His mission and life are like a grand program, but she is like the virus of fate, entangled for too long, and I don't know to what extent it will affect him.
Rong Zhaonan grabbed her hand neatly and said in a low voice——
"I know there are many differences between us. Sometimes, I even feel that you are much older than me. In front of you who are emotionally stable, my emotions fluctuate like a childish boy."
The girl in his arms looks like a young girl who laughs and scolds, but her core and principles are so stable that they are cold.
Ning Yuan froze slightly.
He didn't notice, he just squeezed her hand without letting go, hugged the petite girl in his arms tightly, and said hoarsely——
"At least until the end of next year, give me some time, and give you some time, Ning Yuan... During this time, we will get along like we used to in the village, just..."
He paused and said softly: "Just like companions and family, okay?"
Obviously those times when she worked hard, cooked, hunted, and went to Mrs. Tang and Grandma Xia's house to celebrate the New Year with her.
It was the best time in his pain, but because he couldn't get what he wanted, he became unwilling.
Then hurt her...hurt the petite, decisive and brave girl who stood in front of him time and time again to comfort him.
Ning Yuan put down her pride when she heard the young man holding her, like a big child holding a beloved treasure and refusing to let go, and begged her not to let go.
Yes, he is still so young, even after experiencing so much blood and fire...
But emotionally, he is still so young and straightforward, and he is not the cold and deep big man who later turned out to be indifferent to emotions and anger.
Ning Yuan closed her eyes. She thought she would refuse, but in the end she heard herself say: "Okay..."
She was greedy after all, and his taste and breath never easily dissipated from her heart.
Rong Zhaonan was stunned for a moment, flames jumped in his cold eyes, and suddenly reached out to hold her face: "You agreed!"
Ning Yuan lowered her long eyelashes, not looking into his eyes, and whispered in a dull nasal voice: "...Anyway, you have told everyone that we are cousins."
Rong Zhaonan looked at her deeply: "The secret marriage is because I have a special task to complete, not because I want to hurt you."
Ning Yuan was stunned and had mixed feelings.
His character disdains and has no need to lie about such emotional matters.
Rong Zhaonan chuckled to himself: "I think about it... cousins are the most suitable ones. They can look at you openly. Otherwise, what else can I do?"
He paused, his eyes dark and deep: "If we finally choose to go our separate ways at the end of next year, I will really treat you as my sister. Whatever you want, I will answer you within my ability."
At this point, if Curly Rabbit doesn't jump into the pit of retreat, he will have no choice but to think of a second plan.
