Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The night is like ink, rich and dark.

Luo Yi turned into a cat shape and knocked on the door of her room.

Being hugged again, it felt warm and squatted on the table, wagging its tail and looking at her.

Dim candles flicker from time to time.

She propped her cheeks with her hands, her eyes drooping in a daze, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were softer in the candlelight, but it also added a lingering melancholy.

"Meow..." It couldn't help but leaned over and licked her cheek gently and affectionately.

However, she was still distracted, and Luo Yi looked carefully, only to find that her eyes were swollen, as if she had cried a lot.

"Baibai..." After a long time, she heard her low and hoarse voice.

"Meow——" Luo Yi didn't dare to speak loudly, fearing to disturb her, so he answered weakly, staring at her with wet black eyes.

But she didn't look at it.

She stared in one direction in a daze, not knowing who she was asking, and said softly, "Did I do something wrong?"

Luo Yi doesn't understand, what happened to her...?

What did I do wrong?

"...He doesn't care about me at all." Song Le's voice seemed to be choked with discomfort, and he sniffed.

Startled, the kitten was silent for a few breaths, then took a small step forward, carefully stretched out its forelegs, the cat mat barely rested on her head, and touched it slowly and clumsily.

Song Le wanted to smile at it, but her nose was sour, and she couldn't help feeling even more wronged.

With a crying sound, he said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm not as good as that girl...I know, but...how could he feel that way..."

She buried her face and hugged it, as if she couldn't hold it anymore, she wanted to cry out all the embarrassment and grievance of today.

Helpless, uncomfortable, distressed.

I've seen her smile so brightly so many times, but it's the first time I've heard her cry so sadly.

Luo Yi wanted to tell her that he didn't feel that way, never, and never would.

In his heart, no one could be better than her.

However, if she knew that he was a monster, would she be afraid of him?

"Meow..." There was an inaudible meow.

In the scripts she had read to him, the stories about humans and demons often ended in tragedy.

He is afraid, he is more afraid than anyone else.

……

That night, no one slept well.

The next day.

No matter how much Luo Yi wanted to talk to her, Song Le always looked cold, as if he was not in his eyes.

Not even that strange smile.

If he hadn't seen her cry so sadly last night, Luo Yi would almost have thought that she really hated him.

The whole day's silence was suppressed, and in the evening, when she was about to leave the imperial study to do other things, Luo Yi finally couldn't suppress it, and held her wrist, not allowing her to break free.

"Don't touch me..." Song Le frowned, resisting in a low voice almost imperceptibly.

Luo Yi pursed his slightly trembling lips, grabbed her shoulders, did not allow her to leave, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Song Le turned a deaf ear to it, struggling to resist as before.

"I like you, I only like you, and I can only see you, trust me! I really know I was wrong, Song Le, don't be so indifferent to me, okay?" Whenever she frowned and avoided His gaze and touch made Luo Yi feel so uncomfortable that his whole body felt strange.

However, after a while of silence, Luo Yi saw her slowly but firmly shaking her head and said: "...No, I don't want to like you anymore."

She looked directly at him with indifferent rejection in her eyes.

Song Le really made up her mind, this love will be worn away sooner or later, there are so many people who are better than her, she doesn't want to be deceived again, kept in the dark like a fool, and then embarrassed to meet again.

"I'm not allowed!!"