Abuse: The Bride

Luo Haoning's studio

Song Zhiyu seemed to be sitting quietly on the side, watching Luo Haoning nailing the oil painting frame, because Luo Haoning was in a wheelchair, Luo Haoning's movements were somewhat restricted, so it was a bit difficult to nail the picture frame.

Seeing that he couldn't use his lower body strength, and couldn't stretch the canvas several times, Song Zhiyu couldn't bear it anymore, got up and walked over.

"Brother Haoning, let me help you."

"No, thank you."

Luo Haoning's simple and polite answer made Song Zhiyu's outstretched hand stop there in embarrassment.

"……,Oh."

Song Zhiyu's reluctant response was accompanied by an extremely depressed mood, which made people's mood plummet after hearing it.

Luo Haoning couldn't help looking up at Song Zhiyu, his eyes were full of regret.

"I'm sorry Zhiyu, I just... had a bad attitude, I'm really sorry."

Song Zhiyu was surprised, Luo Haoning's apology made her feel a little at a loss.

"No...no...brother Haoning, you don't need to apologize to me. I shouldn't have interfered with your affairs in the studio. If you apologize like this again, I really... feel ashamed."

Song Zhiyu whispered, her face became more and more red, she likes to get close to Luo Haoning, but every time she gets close, she can't stop blushing and heartbeat, which makes Song Zhiyu feel very embarrassed.

Seeing Song Zhiyu's shy expression, Luo Haoning's expression changed slightly.

"Zhiyu, what I mean is... nailing a picture frame is actually a laborious task, how can I let you get involved?"

Luo Haoning's explanation made Song Zhiyu feel better than before, she slowed down and smiled.

"Brother Haoning, I'm not as weak as you look on the outside. Besides, this is not a matter of moving bricks and tiles. It can still be handled by helping you."

Luo Haoning smiled, Song Zhiyu is very understanding, and she does not have that kind of delicate posture of a lady.

"To be honest, every time I nail a picture frame, I really hope that someone can help me. Since you said so, why don't you... please help me today."

Luo Haoning's words made the little buds in Song Zhiyu's heart bloom instantly, and she immediately nodded happily in agreement.

"Brother Haoning, you are really, please tell me what to do. If you need help, I would be more than happy to help every day..."

Speaking of this, Song Zhiyu suddenly stopped what she was going to say later, but she already understood what she meant, even if she didn't say it, she could still guess what she wanted to say later.

"Brother Haoning, I... just want to help you, but I also know that you are a quiet person, especially don't like people disturbing your painting in the studio, I... that's just saying, you don't have to take it to heart go."

Song Zhiyu explained with an unnatural expression, and she was embarrassed to look at Luo Haoning again. She lowered her head very low, tightened the linen cloth with her hands to press the oil painting frame, and hammered the nails with a tool hammer.

Luo Haoning stared fixedly at Song Zhiyu, who was skilled in movements, and a certain feeling sublimated in his heart.

"Zhiyu, thank you."

"what?"

Song Zhiyu's hand froze, but he didn't look up, and continued to hammer the nail.

"Didn't you just say don't be polite to me? Why do you say such things again? It's just a matter of me doing it with a little effort."

"You should know what I mean."

Luo Haoning reached out to hold the tool hammer in Song Zhiyu's hand, Song Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked up at him.

"Brother Haoning, you..."

The expression in Luo Haoning's eyes changed a little, he seemed to have something to say, and Song Zhiyu's heart inevitably thumped accordingly!

"Zhiyu, actually I... have something I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but... I don't know how to say it."

Seeing Luo Haoning's hesitant expression, Song Zhiyu also thought quickly in his heart, what exactly is he going to say?

"What do you want to say? That...no matter what it is, brother Haoning, just tell me directly."

Song Zhiyu pretended to be relaxed and smiled, and her attitude made it difficult for Luo Haoning to speak up, but if there are some things that are not clearly stated, if they continue to be delayed like this, maybe it is really difficult to talk about them.

"What I want to say... You should be able to guess, Zhiyu, if you are not familiar with doing such a thing, how could you do it so skillfully, but you are not an art major."

The relaxed expression on Song Zhiyu's face suddenly disappeared, followed by a panic and nervous mood.

"Brother Haoning, what do you mean by that? I... I don't understand."

"Do you really not understand?"

Luo Haoning smiled wryly, does this kind of thing have to be said by himself?Luo Haoning didn't want to hurt anyone's heart.

"Zhiyu, although you have never told me directly, I can understand your intentions. Luo Haoning is neither a child nor a fool. How could he clearly see and feel it, but still not know anything?"

"Know... know what? What do you know?"

Song Zhiyu let go of her hand slightly, and the tool hammer fell from her hand to the oil painting frame, and she quickly reached out to pick it up.

"In the past two years, I have seen everything you have done, and I can feel it deeply in my heart, but it is a pity that I... can't give you the same response to this feeling, so I don't want you to continue like this. "

Luo Haoning's words made Song Zhiyu's hand picking up the tool hammer suddenly freeze there. His words have already reached this point. If Song Zhiyu can't hear what kind of meaning is hidden in his words, then it really is Idiot.

Slowly putting the tool hammer back into the box, Song Zhiyu pulled an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth. The smile seemed to be still gentle and sweet, but inside it contained many astringent emotions.

"Since Brother Haoning has said this, then I too... I won't hide from you anymore. You are right. I have indeed been paying attention to things about you in the past two years."

Luo Haoning looked at Song Zhiyu calmly, and there were many emotions in his heart, but he didn't want Song Zhiyu to see him.

"As long as I have a relationship with brother Haoning, or if you are present, I will definitely be there. Although I may not be able to talk to you, as long as I can see you from a distance, I will be satisfied."

Thinking of the attention she has paid to Luo Haoning for a long time, Song Zhiyu was a little surprised for herself.

Before meeting Luo Haoning, Song Zhiyu, who had never been attracted to any boy, never knew that she could be so persistent for a person she liked, not to mention that there was another person in his heart.

During this period of unrequited love, Song Zhiyu bears unimaginable pressure in her heart, because she is not only selfless and unrequitedly in love with a man, but also has to bear Luo Haoning's love for Chu Mengyao that she can never let go of. miss and love.

A faint smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. What Song Zhiyu can do best is to hide his emotions properly.

"Brother Hao Ning, I never expected to get a response to this emotional dedication, because I know how much Chu Mengyao holds in Brother Hao Ning's heart. If Brother Hao Ning can really let go of Chu Mengyao so quickly , and start a new relationship, then you will not be the Luo Haoning that I admire and like in my mind."

As a girl, to openly say that she likes someone in front of the person she likes, for many people, it is difficult to put face down, so it is especially conceivable how embarrassing Song Zhiyu will be at this time.

"Zhiyu, I... I'm sorry."

Luo Haoning didn't know what to say, but he could only say sorry.

"Apologize to me again."

Song Zhiyu smiled lightly, as if she was joking with Luo Haoning lightly, but there was no way to hide the lonely look in her eyes.

"Brother Haoning, I know in my heart that emotional matters cannot be forced, and I will not extravagantly expect any result. No matter how you think of me, my heart for you will never change. You Still be your current Luo Haoning, and I will continue to be Song Zhiyu like me, okay?"

Song Zhiyu's voice fell, and there was a moment of silence in the studio.

Luo Haoning's original intention was to let Song Zhiyu give up her lovesickness, but Song Zhiyu was the only one talking about it, but in the end she changed the topic again, and she still insisted on it. This situation has not changed at all.

"Zhiyu, I don't want to say hurtful words to make you feel uncomfortable, but if I don't say that, it seems that you have been unable to see through."

"What? What else do you want to say?"

Luo Haoning didn't answer Song Zhiyu's plea directly, which showed that he was not willing to maintain the current situation. Song Zhiyu also knew it in his heart, and she was making an unfeeling request.

"What else do I want to say? It seems that I didn't even say it."

Luo Haoning's expression was very complicated, he was very entangled, for him to say such words himself, in fact, his heart was also aching.

"Zhiyu, you are right, Mengyao is the only one in my heart, and this heart will always have a place for her to stay, so I have no intention of accepting other people to come in here. One."

"One?"

Song Zhiyu's feet swayed a little. She knew about the "one", so she didn't force it, but what about the second?What else did Luo Haoning want to say?

"Secondly, even if I don't have Mengyao in my heart, I will definitely not accept you."

Luo Haoning's second point greatly hurt Song Zhiyu's heart.

"Why? Brother Haoning, am I that bad in your heart? What is not good about me?"

"No, you are very good, and you are very good."

Luo Haoning frowned, the problem he said was not Song Zhiyu, but himself.

"Zhiyu, my situation is right in front of me. I have been relying on a wheelchair to move around for two years, and I have to rely on it for the rest of my life. But you are different. You can find a good man instead of sticking to it. For a disabled person like me."

"I don't care! I never thought about it!"

Song Zhiyu became very emotional, she was telling the truth, if she really cared about Luo Haoning's inability to walk, she would not have always admired and admired Luo Haoning so much, following the rut of his wheelchair, feeling the pain in his heart.

"Why can't I explain it to you? You have to know that you will regret it in the future if you are impulsive now!"

Song Zhiyu's persistent persistence made Luo Haoning's tone a little irritable, no matter whether he had Song Zhiyu in his heart or not, given his current physical condition, he really didn't want to delay Song Zhiyu who still had a bright future and a beautiful love.

"I don't regret it! I definitely won't regret it! Brother Haoning, I really can only hold you in my heart. Since I have chosen to love you by default, I never thought of regretting such a thing!"

Song Zhiyu is "obsessed with obsession", and Luo Haoning's mind is very entangled. In the past two years, Song Zhiyu's silent following and staying together moved him, but even so, he couldn't accept it.

"Zhiyu, you should be very clear that based on your Song family's power and your own conditions, you will never allow this kind of thing to happen."

Luo Haoning's words stunned Song Zhiyu's eyes, her thin lips trembled slightly, and her heart trembled accordingly.

"I have no idea……"

Do you really not know?

The corner of Luo Haoning's mouth curled into a bitter smile that made people feel distressed.

"You know, you just don't want to admit it."