B�qing: The President's Substitute Wife

162 Regret

Looking at Zhou Yishu's neck, chest, arms, and body were full of dazzling marks, Song Chun's heart couldn't help tingling. What happened to him last night? Are you really crazy? Unexpectedly, like a beast, he tore her body and trample on her dignity on the soles of her feet.

Zhou Yushu suddenly felt that the arm around her waist was tight, as if the owner of the arm was a little uneasy. She couldn't help sneering in her heart. She has done everything. Has her conscience found out now? That's ridiculous.

If a person can really choose to erase a memory in her life, then she is willing to give everything and just want to forget the humiliating memory last night.

It's a pity that there is no such if in the world.

"Yi Shu..." Song Chun said gently. He tried and shouted carefully. His hoarse voice sounded a little bitter.

His voice, like the magic sound of hell, made her blood solidify in an instant.

That's her body's instinctive reaction to fear, which was once deeply rooted in her bones. She thought she could forget this fear, but last night, it was reawakened.

Zhou Yishu could no longer pretend to sleep. She subconsciously moved her body and wanted to break free from his arm tightly around his waist. Song Chun also panicked. She didn't dare to let go at all. She could only watch her curl up her body into a ball, just like the baby's posture in the mother's body.

Song Chun knows that this posture is a manifestation of a person's extreme insecurity.

She is afraid of him.

At this moment, her body is trembling slightly.

Suddenly, Song Chun felt unprecedented helplessness and fear, a kind of coldness that was about to be lost, pressed down like a tide, cold and piercing, permeating his limbs and bones.

"Yi Shu..."

Song Chun, who was invincible and smart and wise in the mall, was like a fledgling young man at this time. He tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He preferred that she would yell at him last night, hysterically, and it would be better to slap him a few more times. Anyway, it was more than now. It was quiet all night, as if even his breath was about to disappear.

It seemed that overnight, the bright girl full of aura was destroyed all the aura by his tyranny. He only had her body. What lay beside him was just a walking corpse. Her soul had long been separated from her body and did not belong to her, let alone him.

Obviously, her body is close in front of her, but the two people seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. No matter how they cross, they can't cross.

Zhou Yushu opened her eyes and looked at the blue and purple strangulation marks on her wrist. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest seemed to be blocked by something, which made her breathless, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

She is no longer the girl who was bruised all over by him and can only cry alone. She will no longer scream hysterically at him or have nightmares.

This world has given her too much pain. She always thought that the pain was just her body. As long as she had a complete heart, nothing was terrible.

However, it was not until this moment that she really understood that the pain endured by the body was only a small part of the pain experienced in life. The most painful and the deepest hurt was the heart.

Zhou Yushu, aren't you the very strong and brave Zhou Yushu? How can you be knocked down by such a small setback?

Don't cry. As long as the tears flow in your heart, you still have to face today's new life with a smile.

Song Chun, I won't cry, I won't let you pity me, I'm laughing, I'm laughing...

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Zhou Yishu struggled to get up, turned her back to Song Chun, opened the wardrobe and began to wear clothes.

The black underwear matches the snowy skin. Song Chun saw it in his eyes, and there was a desire to shout in every pore of his body.

If it had been in the past, he would have been unable to control himself again. He rushed forward and loved her well. However, now her frozen silence is like a basin of cold water, pouring down from the top of his head, making the heat of his whole body subside in an instant.

The pain of tearing her lower body came from generation to generation. Zhou Yishu bit her lower lip and walked out of the room step by step. Every step is upright and very steady, but this kind of deliberateness is silently indicating something.

Song Chun stretched out his hand and wanted to pull her back, but his hand suddenly shrank back like an electric shock. His eyes just looked at her figure without blinking, and there were thousands of emotions intertwined in his eyes. Regret, pain, guilt, self-blame, loss, fear...

Unfortunately, at this time, Zhou Yishu did not look back. She did not see Song Chun's decadent and pale face. Of course, she didn't want to see it.

2 The soft sound of closing the door cut off the last thought in Song Chun's heart. In the huge bedroom, there was a silent silence, which was almost suffocating.

When people are in extreme pain, or are greatly traumatized and stimulated, they often don't know what they are thinking, but the movements of their hands are the same as conditioned reflexes, which comes from daily inertia.

Just like every morning, Zhou Weishu began a set of stylized grooming. Exquisite makeup, beautiful dresses, kind and natural smiles, as if they are always so bright and beautiful, smart and capable.

On the way to work, Zhou Yishu called Liu Jiejie, "Hey, Jiejie, are you feeling better?"

Liu Jiejie sighed, "There is nothing good or bad. Yesterday's pain can only stay yesterday. Today, I have something to do today."

"That's good. I think Mr. Zheng was very nervous about you last night. Why don't you give him a chance?"

"Well, what else can I do? I can only live for a day."

The chaotic night gradually faded away. In just two or three days, it seemed that everyone had returned to normal life. Work, romance, and the unknown future, Zhou Yishu arranged all these in order of priority and planned to deal with them one by one.

Song Chun called and apologized over and over again. Zhou Yishu explained helplessly over and over again: "I really didn't mean to avoid you. I'm not so naive, and I'm not angry with you. I'm really very busy these days."

"Are you so busy that you don't even have time to say a few words to me? I know you must be blaming me because of what happened that night..."

"Soong Chun! As I said before, that that night, I just regarded it as an ordinary man and woman's indulgence. I'm not going to have any entanglement with you because of this, and I'm not going to make you responsible.

"But I don't think so, so you have to be responsible for me."

"Soong Chun! When did you become such a scoundrel..."

"I'm not a scoundrel. I really sincerely want to apologize to you. You should at least give me a chance to reform."