Song's love letter

Chapter 46 Wrist
"I want to eat something for lunch, I'll let the kitchen do it." Fu Qing asked Ruan Shu with a smile.

"It's all right." She smiled, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Song Ji standing at the entrance, and she was in a moment of confusion.The dispute between the two on the road just now is still vivid in my mind.

She looked away with a beating heartbeat, and then chatted with Fu Qingqian about the trivial matters of life.After a while, the three of them went to have lunch.

The lunch is complex and caters for all tastes.Ruan Shu sat beside Song Ji, drinking the soup in the bowl, without saying a word.

Song Jue came back only during lunch time. He leaned over and whispered something to Fu Qingqian, and smiled at him.

Only then did he look up at Ruan Shu, and said with a smile, "Eat more, don't be restrained." Song Jue has a gentle appearance, and the outline can be seen that he was very handsome when he was young.

Ruan Shu pursed her lips and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Dad."

Song Ji remained silent, his face sinking like water.He didn't seem to be in the same place as them, completely out of touch with the enthusiasm at the dinner table, and remained indifferent all the time.

Fu Qingqian and Song Jue were obviously used to it, and continued to eat undisturbed.But sitting beside him, Ruan Shu felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, wishing she could put down her chopsticks immediately.

She sipped the soup absent-mindedly, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Ruan Shu and I are done eating." He said suddenly, his voice cold.

Ruan Shu nodded subconsciously following his words, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Song Ji got up, grabbed her hand, and walked upstairs.

Ruan Shu didn't react at first, and staggered slightly.He had long legs, and Ruan Shu trotted, barely keeping up with his footsteps.

The bedroom is dominated by gray tones, with streamlined and gorgeous lines, and an aura that no strangers should enter, just like its owner.

It was the first time for Ruan Shu to come here, and she looked at it carefully.Song Ji looked at her with dark eyes, he suddenly picked her up and locked the door with one hand.

Ruan Shu looked at him, a little stunned: "Song Ji, what are you doing?"

He hugged her, and his breath brushed against her ears.

"Song Ji?" She tentatively called his name.

In a quiet room, he just hugged her silently.

"Last time." Ruan Shu, Su Jimu's matter is the last time.

"What?" She was puzzled.

Song Ji stroked the hair on her temples, his movements were gentle and delicate...

The sun is very bright, and the years are quiet.This kind of weather always reminds Ruan Shu of the three years when Song Ji was absent. City C is located in the south, most of it is summer, the weather is warm and dry, there are cicadas making noise, and dust is flying in the light beams.The whole world is hot and restless.At that time, she would miss the desolate Song Ji so strongly. His body was like a jade tree, his face was like cold jade, and his eyes were full of stars.

At that time, she thought, she had already met such a wonderful person, was she going to live like this in her life?Plain, without sadness or joy, she will never learn how to love, and she will never know what it feels like to be loved.

In the afternoon, Song Jue took Fu Qingqian out, and there were only the two of them left in the old house.

Song Ji still said little, sometimes he would look at Ruan Shu with secretive and unpredictable eyes.

There seems to be a thousand mountains and rivers between the two people.

Ruan Shu tried to talk to him many times, about the stab wound half a month ago, about the past.He just responded silently, looking at her lightly.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Ruan Shu finally understood that he didn't intend to give her a chance to explain.

As if none of the hugs that happened a few hours ago were real, he returned to his indifferent look.

The sense of grievance came strong and swift.

Ruan Shu couldn't learn to argue face to face, and now when she was extremely angry, she just turned her head and walked out.

Song Ji did not catch up.

Ruan Shu walked to the bamboo forest behind the old house in one breath. The swaying bamboo shadows accompanied by the breeze finally calmed her down a little.She was a little aware of her inappropriate behavior. The old affairs between him and Song Ji hadn't been sorted out yet, because she had added a new account for Su Jimu's blocking of the knife. Now she ran out in such a situation, it would be easy for others Misunderstood.

She wanted to go back, but the bamboo forest said it was not small, and she couldn't go around for a while.

In the old house, Song Ji was sitting on the sofa, his whole figure was shrouded in frost, his eyes were cold and cruel.She really went out, the same as three years ago.How ridiculous, she can't accept her own indifference, but she can put her life and death on the line for other men.

As time went by, the aura emanating from his body became more and more permeating.All the servants carefully avoided him, for fear that one of them would accidentally catch fire.

After a long time, he bent his lips and sneered.The voice was very low, but extremely cold.He looked at the sinking sky in the west, and walked out without saying a word.

His pace was too leisurely, and he even felt leisurely, but people who saw it felt that his every step was full of danger.

Song Ji found Ruan Shu in the bamboo grove, the moon was just rising, and the ground was full of silver frost.She stood between the moonlight and the bamboo shadow, unreal existence.Song Ji walked towards her with a cold smile.

Ruan Shu stared at him blankly, the cruelty in his eyes was so intense that it was impossible to ignore.She called his name weakly: "Song Ji..."

He stood still not far from her, didn't speak, and looked at her coldly, as if he wanted to see through her whole body.

"Come here for me."

Song Ji's voice is soft, light, and slightly angry.

Ruan Shu tried to explain: "I..."

Just as she said a word, she was hugged by his waist.Ruan Shu was momentarily overwhelmed and speechless.

They met Fu Qingqian and Song Jue who just came back at the door, and Ruan Shu only had time to say hello to them before being carried upstairs by Song Ji.

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, and the light of the moon shone in the room, emitting a faint light.

Ruan Shu sat on the edge of the bed, her palms were sweaty.She opened her mouth and tried to explain: "I got lost this afternoon, not on purpose..."

Song Ji cut off her words coldly, and sneered: "I'm reluctant to come back, are you?"

It's a rare sarcasm.She froze, just about to say "I didn't".

Song Ji suddenly pressed her on the bed with one hand. In the darkness, his aura was unavoidable.

He squeezed her wrist bone, and when he spoke again, his voice was as cold as ice: "Ruan Shu, who do you think gave you the opportunity to be pampered like before?" He held her wrist bone hard, The sound of dislocation of the wrist accompanied his words, and his voice didn't have any waves: "You'd better not have any other thoughts."

The dislocation of the wrist bone is not pleasant, it is sore and painful.Ruan Shu was frightened, and her words were unclear when she spoke: "Song Ji! I just... I was really lost just now, Su Jimu, I blocked the knife for Su Jimu that day because I didn't want to owe him. "Speaking of the back, the voice trembled a little.

Song Ji looked at her coldly.

(End of this chapter)