Chapter 551 Tears After a Hundred Years,

Si Yu's pupils welled up.

At this moment, it was as if a huge hole had been split in his body.

A certain hot emotion poured in from that opening, followed his blood vessels, along his veins, and spread all the way to his limbs.

It was so hot that his whole body was sizzling, and his eye sockets were numb.

He has been waiting for Song Zhao's words of liking for many years.

He once tried to imagine various scenarios where Song Zhao said this to him.

The only thing I didn't expect was to hear it under such circumstances.

The scene that was once dreamed of has become a poison that drank into the liver and intestines.

"Song Zhao, there's really no need to do this." He clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, and said in a low voice, "No one in this world likes Si Yu, but Si Yu doesn't need Song Zhao to wrong himself to like him."

Even if he knew the truth, he was so angry that he wished to destroy the world in place.

But he still wouldn't do anything to Song Zhao, let alone hurt Song Zhao's family.

So Song Zhao didn't need to say such pleasant words to coax him.

The girl he likes, he wants her to be happy, free, fearless, always proud, and always live happily.

Even if she was like she used to be, she didn't even look at him.

Song Zhao bit his lip, as if a little anxious, "I didn't wrong myself, what I said was the truth."

Si Yu pressed his lips together, and did not loosen his hand on her chin. Looking at her with indifference made his heart shrink, "If I tell you, I have never changed my viciousness, I am a cruel and merciless villain in my heart , I’m afraid you won’t say such a thing.”

He is really too extreme.

It's as if you're going to slam your head into the south wall.

No matter what other people say or do, they can't make him turn back.

Song Zhao was extremely weak at the moment, and he hadn't spoken the words in his throat yet.

I just felt that the fingers pinching her chin became more powerful, and the force gradually became heavier and heavier until it seemed as if her chin was about to be crushed, and she couldn't say a word at all.

she heard him ask.

"If you didn't have the dream of the previous life, would you still take a step closer to me?"

Song Zhao's shoulders trembled slightly, his pinched chin struggled slightly, his eyes turned red unknowingly, "It hurts..."

With such an aggrieved tone, Si Yu's heart ached.

Like an electric shock, Si Yu let go of his hand.

There was a bright red fingerprint on the girl's pink and white chin, which was shocking.

Si Yu's lip line straightened, he only glanced at it, then suddenly turned and left.

It seemed that he was afraid that Song Zhao would give an answer that made him unable to hold on.

He walked very quickly, and from his back, it seemed that he was almost running away.

Because he knows very well that as long as he is a little slower, he will disarm and surrender.

He didn't want to cry in embarrassment in front of her after knowing the cruel truth.

There is no way, he has nothing to do with her.

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After Si Yu left, he didn't come back all night.

Knowing that the truth came out, he might not forgive him and didn't want to see her.

But Song Zhao was still like a sculpture, standing where he was, waiting all night.

That night, Song Zhao was in a daze, his mind went blank, and when he came back to his senses, it was already dawn.

When the servants of the mansion got up early to go to work, they were shocked when they saw Song Zhaodai standing in the well yard, and hurriedly invited Biqing.

"Princess, why don't you go back to your room to rest?" Biqing went to help Song Zhao, and Song Zhao's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the red fingerprints on his chin were bruised after a night, as if he had been beaten, and he was frightened immediately With a jump, "Did this be shot by Master Hou?"