One Thousand Three Hundred and Sixteen Farewell (Part Three)

Song Zhixing raised her head, staring at Tang Yu with tearful eyes, and suddenly understood his good intentions. He didn't want her or drive her away, but to make her feel less embarrassed and less regretful.

"If... I really leave, will you miss me?" Song Zhixing asked with a sob. Compared with just now, the haze in her heart has dissipated a lot. However, she couldn't be happy when she thought about separation.

Tang Yu pursed his thin lips and didn't say anything, but tightened his arms and hugged her tighter, as if to brand her into his bones and blood. Song Zhixing's fingers tightly grasped the front of his shirt, "Tang Yu, I will miss you, I will miss you very much..."

Even if she hasn't left yet, she has already begun to miss you.

This little thing never said any love words to him. In the past, she couldn't even hear a few nice words. At this moment, Tang Yu suddenly heard her say such sincere words, and his heart trembled, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. Breathing slightly heavy, he grabbed her chin, and kissed her lips hard. This time, she didn't avoid him like she did just now, but hugged his neck, stood on tiptoes, and responded to him warmly.

As they kissed, tears of reluctance flowed all over her face. In fact, it was just a short separation, but even just a short separation made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Her heart seemed to be torn apart.

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I don't know how long they kissed before the two of them finally reluctantly withdrew from each other's lips.

Song Zhixing's hands were still hanging on Tang Yu's neck. Tang Yu held her waist with one hand and wiped the tears from her face with the other hand.

"Are you still going to watch a movie?" he asked. The chaotic emotions in her heart calmed down a little.

Song Zhixing shook her head, "I want to go back."

"Okay. Let's go back."

What date, what movie, Song Zhixing is not in the mood at all now. She just wants to be with Tang Yu, just the two of them, quietly, even if they don't do anything.

Along the way, Tang Yu drove back, and Song Zhixing kept leaning on his shoulder, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze. For the first time, I realized that a short separation from someone is also so painful.

Car, drove back to the villa, Tang Yu took off his suit and said to her: "You go to the restaurant to wait for me, I'll go upstairs to change clothes."

"Okay. I'll go wash my hands." Song Zhixing turned and walked into the bathroom.

Tang Yu looked at the back,

while going upstairs, he called Li Hanyan.

"I promised, you take her away."

"Thank you." After a long silence, Li Hanyan spoke gloomily.

"You don't have to thank me, it's just because I don't want to make her too embarrassed." Tang Yu's tone was always neither warm nor cold, "The old man's condition will get better a little bit, I will take her back immediately."

Li Hanyan felt like a needle piercing her heart, and wanted to say something, but in the end, she was hesitant.

"And..." Tang Yu paused, looking at the slender figure downstairs from upstairs, "She cares about you very much, so I will allow her to go back with you, but don't expect me to really give up on her. She is in poor health, you must ensure that you always carry her medicine with you. If anything goes wrong, I will pick her up immediately."

Li Hanyan's breathing was a little trembling, and when she spoke again, her voice had a slight change of tone, "Do you really want to marry her?"

"I thought I made it very clear."

"What about your mother? You don't care about my feelings, and you don't care about your mother's feelings either?"

Tang Yu's expression was a little gloomy, he really didn't like to hear people mention the past. "This is when we are in our Tang family, I will handle it myself."

"What about Xingxing? If she knew the truth of the year, how would you let her deal with it? How can she be with you? If Xingxing knew all this, she would go crazy!"

"So, you must keep your mouth shut!" Tang Yu bit every word he said very hard, and he would not allow any questioning. He warned, "If you dare to talk nonsense in front of Xingxing, think about the consequences!"

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After dinner, Tang Yu was originally reading documents in the study. But in fact, he didn't have much to think about. He flipped through the calligraphy she wrote, looking at the words "Tang Yu" on it, and more complicated emotions came out of his heart.

Finally, he closed the document, got up, opened the door of the study and went out.

When he arrived at her room, he heard Sister Li muttering, "You are going there, you are unfamiliar with the place, why did the second master nod?"

"Yeah." Song Zhixing responded.

"I'm worried that the people over there can't take good care of you, and you are picky. What if you can't get used to the food over there?"

"Don't worry too much, you'll be fine once you get used to it. Besides, grandpa is also from Youcheng, and there must be a chef from Youcheng in the kitchen." Song Zhixing comforted Sister Li.

"That's good. But you don't understand what J country is saying, right? What should we do?"

"Aunt is here! If you don't understand, just ask her."

Sister Li became more and more worried as she spoke, and she kept sighing. Song Zhixing's eyes were red from sighing.

Tang Yu stood at the door and listened for a while before pushing the door open and going in. Hearing the noise, both of them looked towards the door. Sister Li was originally sitting on the sofa packing things, and when she saw him, she stood up quickly, "Second Master."

"Yeah." Tang Yu's expression was also a little serious, and his eyes fell on Song Zhixing. Song Zhixing was folding clothes, and she raised her eyes to meet his, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes.

Tang Yu pulled his eyes away and reminded Sister Li: "It's winter over there, prepare more winter clothes for her."

"Okay, Second Master."

"And hats and gloves, don't forget them."

"Yes."

After Tang Yu gave his instructions, he waved to Song Zhixing and her, and Song Zhixing immediately put down the work in her hands. Tang Yu took her to his room.

As soon as the door was closed, he pressed her against the door panel, looking at her with burning eyes, breathing slightly heavy, and that look seemed to want to brand her whole person into his heart and engrave it on the tip of his heart.

Song Zhixing's heart beat very fast, and her nose was sore when she saw his eyes. He lifted her chin with his long fingers, and his thin lips accurately found her lips and kissed her lingeringly. This kiss was not as passionate and strong as the previous ones, but long and delicate. It was as if he wanted to taste all her flavors slowly and carefully. Song Zhixing couldn't stand his fierce kiss, and now the kiss was so gentle and delicate, but it was even more exciting. In a short while, her legs were weak from being kissed. In the past, she would suppress it and try not to let herself moan, but at this moment, she no longer cared about those reserved and shy, and just wanted to convey the deepest feelings in her heart to him.

Her red lips moved, and she let out a sweet moan. Her legs wrapped around his waist.

Tang Yu held her hips and asked in a restrained tone, "Can you do it?"

"...Yes." She nodded.