One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Five Out of Control (I)

The pain in his eyes made Song Zhixing think it was her illusion for a moment.

From childhood to adulthood, in her eyes, or in the eyes of anyone, Tang Yu has always been high above, as indestructible as a god.

He is like an iron man, he will not be knocked down, nor will he be hurt. Just like last time, so many glass fragments were inserted into his palm, but he could not even groan, as if the physical pain suffered by mortals was nothing to him.

So, at this moment, seeing a trace of deep pain gathering in his eyes, Song Zhixing was puzzled and shocked, and felt that such Tang Yu was unfamiliar to her. It seemed that he suddenly became like all of them ordinary people, with flesh and blood.

The anger gradually subsided, and she suddenly regretted a little, regretting that she had just spoken without thinking. Her lips moved, wanting to say something. But in the next moment, she saw Tang Yu slowly leaning over, one hand supporting her side, the other hand coldly peeling off his shirt buttons, staring at her eyes, with a little more evil and possessiveness.

The danger was so great that Song Zhixing was frightened.

The regret she had just felt was swept away. She cautiously hugged another pillow on the bed and pressed it between them, as if it was a shield that could protect her, "You...what are you going to do?"

Tang Yu took the pillow away with one hand, his face gloomy, "Since you don't want me to be your guardian so much and think I'm a beast and pervert, then, starting tonight, I will no longer be your guardian, nor your elder--"

He paused, staring at her with a heavy look. Song Zhixing trembled all over, she shook her head wildly and violently, don't listen! She didn't want to listen to what he said next!

However, Tang Yu didn't give her any chance to evade, and raised his thin lips, "Song Zhixing, I want to be your man!"

This was a declaration. But it was an extremely absurd declaration.

As soon as these words came out, Song Zhixing was hit hard, as if she had been hit hard by a heavy punch, and she was almost fainted.

"No! I don't want it! You are my second uncle! You are not a man!" She cried bitterly, roaring in a low voice, tears flowing uncontrollably.

When the thing she feared most in her heart was confirmed to be true, it was a fatal and devastating blow. His last words of declaration destroyed all her three views with a crushing force.

She fell on the bed unable to bear it.

Her hair was completely messy, and her tears wet the messy hair on her cheeks.

She was hit too hard, and her slender body was shaking violently, like a drowning child who was about to die, gasping for air in her dying breath...

Tang Yu looked at her like this, and it seemed that countless wounds were pulled out of his heart. Her disgust and aversion were not concealed at all, and they were so clearly expressed. Like a sharp blade, stabbing him.

Hated to the extreme, and hurt to the extreme, Tang Yu pinched her chin and kissed her deeply again. This time, she resisted more fiercely than ever, as if he was really a beast. She sat up, hit him with a pillow in anger, and bit him.

Tang Yu held her hands, and when he was about to take a step further, he found that her face was pale and she had difficulty breathing.

His heart tightened.

The drunkenness immediately disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he let go of her, she curled up in pain. Her fragile appearance with tears in her eyes made Tang Yu's throat tight and his chest heavy. A feeling of self-loathing grabbed him fiercely.

He was too impulsive!

Under the impact of anger and alcohol, he completely lost his mind and never took into account her still fragile mind.

"Xingxing..." He half-hugged her trembling body. There was a hoarseness in his voice.

"Don't touch me..." She had an asthma attack, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe, but she still stubbornly wanted to avoid him. It is conceivable how much she hated him and how panicked she was.

Tang Yu opened the drawer, poured out the pills, and brought them to her lips.

"I don't want to take medicine... I don't want you to control me..." Song Zhixing used all her strength to slap his hand away.

Just thinking about what Tang Yu said just now, Song Zhixing felt extremely ashamed. It seemed that what was waiting for her ahead was the abyss and darkness.

The pills fell on the white bed sheet. Tang Yu's eyes were deep and complex, containing many emotions. In the end, he picked up the pills one by one, took the water from the bedside, raised his head and drank a sip. Then, before Song Zhixing could react, he decisively put the pills and water into her mouth.

"Um~"

Song Zhixing wanted to resist. However, Tang Yu held her neck tightly with one hand, leaving her no room to struggle.

She was forced to swallow the medicine, and because she struggled too hard, her fingertips left blood marks on his chest.

Originally thought that Tang Yu would violate her again, but after feeding her the medicine, he did not stay between her lips and teeth for a moment, and immediately withdrew and retreated.

The cup was placed heavily on the bedside. He sat beside the bed with a gloomy look.

After waking up, even he felt that everything that had just happened was too absurd.

Almost...

If her illness had not suddenly recurred, maybe he would...

Song Zhixing was still in shock, hugging the quilt and hiding in the corner. As if he was a beast, he didn't even dare to look at her.

The girl's aggrieved and frightened sobs sounded muffled in the room, making him upset.

After a while...

He started to button up his shirt one by one.

"Don't cry." Tang Yu whispered.

"..." Song Zhixing's condition eased a little, but her inner resistance to him did not ease at all. Hearing his words, she squeezed closer to the bed.

"Tonight, I drank too much. Later..."

"There is no later!" Song Zhixing took over his words, her voice was sharp, but she was still trembling, "I will tell my grandfather that I don't want to live here anymore... I won't live with you anymore..."

Before this, Tang Yu had never thought of letting her go.

She once wanted to live in the school. Almost half of the students in the class, including Chen Cheng, lived in the school. She was eager to move to the school without telling him. He was originally abroad, but he flew back that night and took her out of the school directly.

No matter how good the dormitory conditions were, they were not as good as those at home. He was worried that she could not stand the crowded and damp dormitory, worried that her occasional willful temper would not be able to handle the interpersonal relationships in the dormitory, and even more worried about her condition.

But, at this moment...

He might change his mind...

"No matter if you stay here in the future or not, you must stay here tonight." Tang Yu turned around, picked up the pillow thrown on the ground, and placed it on the bedside. "Come and sleep!"

"I don't want you to control me..." Song Zhixing's voice was still crying. His commanding attitude, which was always superior, made her feel resistant.