The green camphor tree has a deep view

"But..." Wen Qing blinked, revealing a confused and doubtful look, "I am an adult. Facing difficulties and solving problems on my own is not the most basic ability I can have?

Besides, you can’t solve my problems. For example, I want to break up with you, can you agree? "

Song Jingshen's face turned pale in an instant, as if he was going to crush her in the next second.

But he still endured it, tried to suppress his anger, and said calmly:

"Apart from this, everything else is fine."

"Then I beg you to let Professor Gu go, okay?" Wen Qing continued to ask.

She had finally waited for his promise, even if it was just a blank check, she would seize the opportunity and ask him to promise her something useful.

"As long as he keeps a normal distance from you and doesn't meddle in other people's business, I won't bother with him." Song Jingshen said indifferently.

"Actually, I have to thank him. Without him, I wouldn't have had the chance to tie you up.

So, you'd better follow me obediently, otherwise, I don't mind using Gu Huaiyuan's future in exchange for your long-term companionship."

Wen Qing laughed at herself and said faintly:

"Mr. Song, you are worrying too much. How can I leave you on my own initiative? I just want to protect innocent people from being implicated. As for myself, I don't care anymore."

Her face was filled with despair. Although she was smiling, her eyes were as calm as water, and her words were clear:

"In addition to Professor Gu, there are also Jing Long, my aunt, and my grandmother. I hope you won't vent your anger on them in the future.

Whatever happens between you and me, whether it ends well or badly, it ends between you and me, okay?"

Maybe it was because her expression was too miserable. Seeing this in Song Jingshen's eyes, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if he was watching her life gradually fade away and she was about to leave him without any reluctance.

He immediately became nervous, grasped her shoulders tightly, and said angrily:

"Why do you always say it's over? We've just started, don't you have any expectations of me at all?"

Wen Qing shook her head and said, "If you don't expect anything, you won't complain.

No matter what the outcome is, I won't blame you. It's useless to blame you.

I have thought about it. If I were as rich and powerful as you, I might be even worse than you. After all, I have been poor all the way and have not experienced a life of recklessness. I cannot assert that I am nobler and cleaner than you, and therefore qualified to condemn you.

So, I have convinced myself to accept everything you bring me, whether good or bad, sad or happy, I accept it all. "

After saying these words, Wen Qing felt that most of her strength had been drained away. After a long pause, she asked, "Can I leave now?"

Song Jingshen stared at her, and his hot big hands gripped her shoulders as if he wanted to break her bones.

How could we let her go like this?

She was submissive to him, but he couldn't bear to see her suffer any injustice, and even more so, couldn't bear to see her leave.

"Do you remember this place?" He raised his chin and pointed to the woods outside the car window.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qing glanced out the window and saw the familiar camphor forest.

She likes this forest very much. She likes the fragrance of the camphor trees and the fact that it is evergreen all year round. She never feels lonely.

But why did he suddenly ask this?

Wen Qing looked at him doubtfully and said softly, "I don't remember."

"Humph, you don't remember, but I have never forgotten it." Song Jingshen stared at her, his eyes deep and firm, but a little confused, as if he was lost in a long memory:

"It was here that I kissed you for the first time and asked you to be my girlfriend for the first time.

You were so scared that you were trembling all over and rejected me without even thinking about it. I got angry and cut your lip.

You don’t remember any of this?”

Wen Qing's heart was trembling, and her breathing uncontrollably quickened, as if she had been cornered and had no way to escape.

Of course she remembered these things, but because they were too embarrassing, she banished them to a corner of her memory palace and sealed them away, never to be touched upon.

"No, I don't remember." Wen Qing lowered her head, her voice trembling, "Why did you mention this?"

Song Jingshen lifted her chin and looked at her face leisurely.

"Do you remember the reason why you rejected me at that time?" he asked.

"Reason?" Wen Qing was at a loss. She searched her memory of that period, but found nothing.

I only remember that she was really scared at that time. In order to get rid of him, she might have said anything she wanted to say, but she couldn't remember what she said specifically.

"You said that you just wanted to live a normal life and wanted to keep the freedom to reject me." Song Jingshen helped her recall everything.

"You even returned the pass I gave you to me, asking me not to misunderstand...

Do you know? It was because of your performance that night that I fell in love with you. Even if you don't want to, I will take you first and taste the taste first! "

Wen Qing looked at him in disbelief, unable to speak for a long time, her eyes full of shock and fear.

"Do you regret it?" Song Jingshen sneered, "If you had agreed to me at that time, I might not have cared about you.

It is this little bit of 'freedom to refuse' that makes me want to let you go even more. I just want to see how there are women who want freedom but not benefits. "

"I regret it." Wen Qing's eyes were hot, and she quickly held back her tears and said, "But I always tell the truth and never intend to lie to you."

"Yes, you won't lie to me, because you never try to please me and never take me seriously!"

"I..." Wen Qing suddenly felt that she had no way to defend herself. "I didn't ignore you. I just... I just kept my distance from you."

Song Jingshen moved closer to her, staring into her eyes with burning eyes: "Now that we've slept together, are you still keeping your distance from me? What I want is not keeping your distance, but your closeness and dependence, do you understand?"

Wen Qing looked at him blankly, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

She understood, but she couldn't give it.

She couldn't fully play the role of his lover while protecting herself, but the possibility he had just described still attracted her.

He said that if she submitted to him, whether sincerely or not, he might lose interest in her more quickly.

Even if this is just a possibility, she is willing to give it a try.

She had cried and made a fuss, and she could hardly think of any other solution except changing her tactics.

So she looked up at the man and said softly, "I understand."

So obedient and gentle, making people feel pity for her to the bone.

Only she knew how lonely and desperate her heart was beneath this sweet and fragile appearance.