After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Chapter 28 Why Can't You Let Me Go
Feng Sichen ignored her and strode forward. Fang Zhengmei wanted to catch up with him but was stopped by someone who looked like a bodyguard.

She was cursing in dialect behind him, and the content of her curse was unbearable to hear. Si Nian was a native of Jiangcheng, so he could hear it clearly.

When Si Nian suddenly realized it, he felt strength in the palm of his hand. He looked down and saw that he was holding it tightly.

And just like that, they walked out of the building.

Feng Sichen relied on his height to look down at Si Nian, but she just lowered her head and completely ignored the people around her.

After a while, Feng Sichen spoke: "Did she curse very dirty?" He used a question mark.

Si Nian raised his head and looked at the face that was very close to him. It was a real person, but it always felt fake, and nodded.

The Jiangcheng dialect is of average difficulty to recognize and the accent is not strong, except for some special pronunciations, so as long as you listen carefully, you can understand it more or less.

"Okay, let's go." Feng Sichen's face was calm.

"Aren't you angry?"

"I don't understand again," Feng Sichen put one hand in his pocket, looking very calm, "Si Nian, you seem to be very good at embarrassing yourself."

One second he knew I was swearing, and the next second he said he didn’t understand. Uh, forget it.

Si Nian forced a smile and said, "Laugh if you want to." In fact, the angle of his mouth did not change much.

"You're going back, right?" Feng Sichen said something completely contrary to the truth.

He heard the conversation just now clearly.

"Ah."

"because I?"

"Ah."

"Why? Aren't you very stubborn?"

"I don't have money," Si Nian said sincerely, "Your penalty is too expensive. I can't afford it."

Before returning to Jiangcheng, Si Nian sold his Audi A6 at a second-hand price.

In the past, she had had countless experiences of saving money with great difficulty, but losing it all: she had tried very hard to save money, but just couldn't.

If the money is invested in yourself, then you can't save it, but you just don't get to enjoy it.

"Feng Sichen, you came all the way here just to laugh at me." Si Nian laughed from the bottom of his heart this time.

"It's hard for you. The information in the file is already detailed enough. In order to understand me, you took the trouble to come all the way to this shabby little place in Jiangcheng to see me make a fool of myself."

Feng Sichen grabbed Si Nian's hand again, his eyes were dark and unclear, but he didn't say a word.

The blood on Si Nian's forehead seemed to have solidified, and under the light, he could finally see clearly.

She tried to break free, but he grabbed her by the waist and put her on his shoulder. Si Nian tried to resist, especially when she glanced down unintentionally and felt like she was going to fall to the ground, but Feng Sichen held her legs tightly.

Feng Sichen said: "Your mother is catching up with us."

As soon as these words were spoken, Si Nian stopped struggling.

He took two steps at a time, as he had long legs, so he quickly reached his destination, opened the car door, and pushed Si Nian in.

"You are really disobedient." Feng Sichen said to Si Nian.

The car started, and when Si Nian looked back, he saw that the distance between him and Fang Zhengmei was getting farther and farther.

"Where are you taking me?" Si Nian slapped away the big hand that was clasping her arm and said with a sniff.

"Airport."

"I'm tired and want to rest. I want to go home, and I need to clean my wounds." Si Nian said.

"Can you afford the penalty?" Feng Sichen cut the fatal blow with a single blow. Si Nian's eyes flashed with tiny fragments of light: "Isn't there another way?"

"I will leave City A, Feng Sichen, and you..." When she raised her head, she saw his burning eyes.

The lips touching each other is the ultimate one-sided invasion.

After a long time, Feng Sichen said: "I am the only one who can stop this game."

He lifted the strands of hair from Si Nian's face and hung them behind her ears.

The car turned the steering wheel and drove towards the hotel. Si Nian was forcibly held by Feng Sichen and could not escape at all.

The moment the door opened, Si Nian was pushed in, and then with a "bang", the door closed again. He pressed Si Nian against the door, and this time he invaded her madly and without any scruples.

After a long kiss, Si Nian's face turned red.

"Why can't you let me go?"

"Not tired of playing yet." Feng Sichen was simple and straightforward, revealing his true colors.

"I'm not a toy!"

"You should know that I am the master of this game."

"Feng Sichen, what on earth do I have that you can be so calculating about? Do you really want to see me in such a state of disgrace?"

She once again used all her strength to try to push the man in front of her away and run away, but he clamped everything down with both hands and carried her directly to the sofa.

"I flew here from City A to push a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars. And you say I did this on purpose to see you in such a mess?" Feng Sichen bit her lips so hard that they bled. His eyes exuded a faint green color.

He seemed to be really irritated by Si Nian, and his usual polite demeanor was completely gone.

Perhaps, this is his true face. After all, he is really sick. Everything that happened before was just a lure for me, his prey. Now that the prey has entered the game, there is no need to hide myself anymore.

Si Nian looked at Feng Sichen timidly with red eyes, her voice trembling: "Please, let me go."

"OK?"

The moment she lowered her head, tears welled up in her eyes and dripped onto the back of Feng Sichen's hand.

"I'm tired and want to rest. I want to go home, and I need to clean my wounds. Feng Sichen, can you please be kind and let me go?" She repeated the sentence again, but this time she added a few more words.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Feng, the trauma medicine you requested is here." said the hotel waiter.

Feng Sichen stood up, Si Nian also stood up, and she curled herself up into a ball.

Ten minutes later, a voice came from above my head: "Have you cried enough? If so, look up." There was no humanity in the words.

A warm wet towel was placed on Si Nian's head and wiped gently. The white and soft cloth was stained with blood. Si Nian watched all this unfold in a daze, and the tears that he had held back with great difficulty were about to flow out again.

"Hiss~" Si Nian took a breath.

Feng Sichen's hand paused slightly, and he said, "Does it hurt?" His tone was soft, which he himself did not notice.

Five minutes later, a band-aid was put on Si Nian's head.

"You just said you wanted to go home. Where do you want to go back to?" Feng Sichen packed up his medicine bag. "City A? You said you were leaving. Jiangcheng? Is this your home?"

Yes, there is no home for me anywhere.

Si Nian pursed her lips, maintained her previous posture and hugged her legs with her hands, lowered her head and said: "Well, there is no home for me anywhere."

Her voice was very soft, but the room was quiet inside and outside, and he was just two steps away from her.

Feng Sichen looked up and saw that she had curled herself up into a ball.

(End of this chapter)