the knife of love

Chapter 31
By the time he realized it, he had already been thrown down by this woman again...

It's just that this time it was on the sofa in the living room. Tang Jingcheng was still wearing a nightgown with thin straps and no underwear inside. This posture was enough to give her a panoramic view of her chest.

Guan Lue tried hard to push her away, but Tang Jingcheng firmly pressed his knees against his crotch, his red eyes were full of suppressed pain.

"Why can't I?"

"You are sick!"

"No, I'm not sick. Even if I was sick, I was forced out by you. I haven't hurt anyone, you know? No...never...but why did you push me to this point one by one in the end?... ...I can't stop him from going to bed with that woman, and I can't stop her from getting pregnant...I've been cheated like a fool for so long, and I can't stop him...But if she wants to sue me, why has she ever considered his reputation? ...She didn't, she only thought of her own interests...but me, me...you know? At this point, I'm still thinking that I can't...can't affect his reputation...he is Qiu Qiguan, even if he is dead He is also the well-known Qiu Qiguan in the circle..."

Speaking of the latter, Tang Jingcheng was at a loss for words.

This was the first time Guan Lue saw this woman cry, crying so sadly and desperately, tears fell out of her confused and clear eyes like broken beads, and a few drops fell on Guan Lue's face.

It was cold, and he wiped it off with his fingers. She was still crying, but no sound came out, and all the crying sound was suppressed in her abdomen.

Guan Lue knew that she had endured all the pressure alone during this time, Qiu Qiguan's death, Qiu Qiguan's derailment and injury, Yang Xi's threat and Qiu Yueyi's persecution, all these things were intertwined, making her a daughter who had been going smoothly since she was a child. For the first time, the young lady experienced the filthiness of human beings.

Normally, Guan Lue should know how to comfort people. Every time Lou Qingxiao gets sick these years, his mood is no more stable than that of Tang Jingcheng at this time, but at this moment he can't even say a word.

"If you think..." In the middle of the comforting words, some words did not convey the meaning.

Forget it, Guan Lue simply stretched out her hand to wrap around Tang Jingcheng's waist, her whole body shook violently, her tear-soaked eyes fixed on the man below her, and then she gently laid her face on his chest.

Guan Lue's body froze for a moment, but finally he put his arms around her back and patted her lightly.

"It might be better to cry, but some things just can't be explained with reason."

His voice is particularly pleasant to the ear, and one can even feel that his heart is very close to oneself, such a rapid and powerful beating mixed with the masculine breath on his body, this is a hot life.

Tang Jingcheng suddenly felt that these three months had been muddled like a walking dead, only at this moment could she feel that she was still alive in this world, that she still had hope, and that she still had tomorrow.

Guan Lue felt that the people on his body gradually became quieter, and the sobbing gradually became quieter...

The afternoon sun came in from the window and sprinkled on the overlapping bodies of the two. For the first time, he used his strength to support the woman who had fallen from heaven to hell.

"After crying, can you get up?" Guan Lue asked.

Tang Jingcheng raised his head, got up from him with the corners of his mouth hooked, and sat cross-legged on the sofa sideways, with the shoulder straps of one nightgown still removed, his hair loose, and only a small half of his face was exposed.

Tang Jingcheng, who was sitting quietly like that, was as fragile as a porcelain vase that would break if touched, and was so white in the sun that it seemed to be coated with a layer of honey powder.

Guan slightly coughed, and sat up while supporting the armrest of the sofa, thinking, damn it, the back injury must be cracked again.

"Did you not take your medicine today?"

"..." Tang Jingcheng turned around and glanced at him, shaking his head.

"Where is the medicine? I'll get it for you?"

She pointed to the direction of the master bedroom: "It's in the drawer of the nightstand."

Guan Yue went to get it, and when he opened the drawer, the first thing he saw were several boxes of unopened condoms, one of which should have been bought by her at the small pharmacy near the Tengchong Inn.

He still remembers Tang Jingcheng's look at his crotch, his scalp went numb, he took the medicine bottle and came out. I couldn't find it, and the fridge was almost empty, save for a small carton of skim milk.

There is no way, although milk is not suitable for dispensing medicine, but water will not be available for a while.

Guan slightly glanced at the date of the milk. Fortunately, it has not expired, but it can be seen that it must have been bought for a long time.

I really doubt this woman's ability to live alone. I guess she hasn't had a business at home since she came back from Tengchong.

Guan Lue walked out of the kitchen with the milk. Tang Jingcheng was still sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his bare legs. His expression returned to his usual indifference. He was holding a cigarette case and a lighter in his hand. When he was about to light it, Guan Lue swept over him.

"Take the medicine first!"

She raised her eyelids without protesting.

"Okay." The obedient appearance made Guan slightly unbearable.

Tang Jingcheng looked normal after taking the medicine, she picked up the photo on the coffee table and handed it to Guan Lue.

"I didn't know until today that they were together at the end of last year." There was no ending, and his voice was a little hoarse, but Guan Lue could understand.

He carefully looked at the photo in his hand, it seemed to be a group photo that was secretly taken by someone as a joke at a small private party. There were some unfamiliar faces in the photo, but the background was Tang Jingcheng's apartment.

"Last year, my house was renovated, and for the joy of housewarming, Qiu Qiguan invited several friends and students in his circle to gather together. At that time, Yang Xi also came. Can you tell which one is her in the photo?"

Guan Lue glanced at the photo again, the camera should be taken facing the living room, there are many young men and women sitting on the sofa, one of them is Tang Jingcheng, without makeup, with a ponytail, wearing a simple pullover knitwear, Sitting cross-legged on the sofa like now, it's just that Tang Jingcheng in the photo is smiling very brightly, showing his white teeth.

Guan Lue almost couldn't believe it, so this woman can have such a beautiful smile.

And the back of the sofa she was sitting on was facing the kitchen door.

"She's in the kitchen." Tang Jingcheng added.

Guan Lue fixed his eyes on the part of the kitchen that was taken in the photo. In fact, only a small part was captured, and the rest was covered by the modular sofa, but he could still clearly see two people standing in front of the kitchen counter, one tall and one short. , a pair of backs of a man and a woman.

"This is……"

Tang Jingcheng sneered, lit a cigarette, and spit out a large cloud of white mist.

Her eyes were wet again: "Actually, they were already together at that time, but I was kept in the dark like a fool."

Guan Lue felt a little depressed in his heart, and glanced at the photo again, the man and woman in front of the cooking table were Qiu Qiguan and Yang Xi, but from this angle, it could be clearly seen that Yang Xi had one arm around Qiu Qiguan's waist, and In the same parallel space, just a few steps away, Tang Jingcheng was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his back to them, smiling intently.

The years were still very beautiful at that moment, but her self-righteous beauty and filth were happening at the same time.

"That day he said that he would cook for us by himself, and Yang Xi went to help in the kitchen..." Tang Jingcheng raised his head again, tears streaming down his face so quietly.

Guan Lue began to feel powerless towards her.

"This is my house. At that time, he and I were going to get the certificate. I didn't even know if they had done anything nasty in this apartment."

(End of this chapter)