Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Whether it can be called hatred is a question.

Tong Ruixiao didn't know what she was thinking, he was ready to face everything.

He held the white index finger on her lips and rubbed her clean, round, light pink nails with his thumb. When she wanted to pull away, he held it tightly.

He admitted in a low voice: "...Yes."

The word was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

The air conditioner heated up the room, and she blushed as she struggled to pull her hand free. She didn't hear clearly, "Hmm?"

"When I knew you had escaped, when I couldn't find you, when I was looking through files and documents, when I was tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep... I thought about it. Once I find you, I will definitely tie you up and lock you up in another house to punish you for escaping without making a sound. I will put an electronic positioning bracelet on you to keep track of your location at all times; I will lock you in shackles so that you can't escape; I will fill the room with surveillance cameras to monitor your every move... I have thought about all of this."

He spoke his dark and shameful thoughts very calmly, and looked at her with a dark and hot gaze.

The thin, cold lenses could not reduce the temperature of that gaze.

Jian Yan looked into his peach blossom eyes through the lens, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt like she was being sucked into a deep and untouchable vortex, about to be swallowed up, leaving nothing behind.

"Tong Ruixiao..."

As he spoke, his lips trembled involuntarily.

This was the first time she heard him so directly express the extraordinary emotions beneath his calm and composed appearance.

...but this is not the first time I have seen this kind of look!

Her heart sank.

The man noticed her body stiffening, and saw his own extreme appearance in her eyes, which was not very good. He lowered his eyelids with some regret, and his face was almost gloomy.

Whispering softly: "Don't be afraid, I just had a ridiculous thought, but I'm not crazy enough to really do such a thing."

"You've thought about it more than once." Jian Yan put the file bag on the table and walked closer.

One sentence after another, "When you looked at me with an umbrella outside the flower shop, when you appeared behind me silently in the attic, when you forced me to wear this dress on the plane, you wanted to make these thoughts come true, right?"

The reason why she asked that question earlier was because she had an indescribable feeling lingering in her heart.

His kindness, his tolerance, his bottom line...

I always feel it's too repressive and restrained.

It's like a taut string, holding back all the anger and depression. Once it snaps, all the suppressed emotions will burst out like a mountain torrent, swift and unstoppable.

"What are you doing!——"

Tong Ruixiao's body suddenly stiffened due to nervousness.

When he met her clear eyes, he found that all explanations were pale.

His voice was drawn out and then dropped, like a roller coaster quickly reaching its lowest point, and he laughed at himself like a broken jar: "...I thought I hid it well."

"It's because you hid it so well. From your behavior alone, you can't tell that you were planning such a dark thing. That's why your eyes seem so abrupt."

Her words were cold, sharp, and to the point.

He was stunned, and slowly covered his eyes with his fingers, muttering to himself in a hoarse voice as if he couldn't believe it: "Eyes..."

"If you choose to be with me, you must be prepared to be seen through," Jian Yan took his hand away, his face expressionless, "Everyone has flaws, and no crime will leave no trace."

"Since you've seen through it, why don't you leave?"

Tong Ruixiao held her hand tightly, clearly not wanting her to break free, but his expression revealed a humility that was almost pleading.

His sinister thoughts were discovered and he turned pale.

Jian Yan was always wary of her, and he should have left when he knew he had dark intentions. Why did he put himself in danger?

“Many factors affect it.”

"You should be glad that you chose to let go instead of putting those thoughts into action," Jian Yan curled the corners of her mouth and pointed at the file bag on the table, "If it weren't for this divorce agreement, I might never have known that I wanted to live with you."

Of course she couldn't say that the main reason she stayed was that the mission had not been completed. In order to prevent Xiao Mu from repeating the same mistake and harming the innocent girl, she had to come back.

It just happened that he and Xiao Mu found her in the water and pushed the boat.

Of course, it would be too cruel to tell the truth like this. I hope he will never know it.

Tong Ruixiao held her hand tightly, and his eyes, which had been shrouded in shadows, finally relaxed, as if the sun had pierced through the dark clouds, and he saw a glimpse of hope, "I do feel that I am very lucky."

"I restrained my nature and didn't let myself be swayed by a bunch of bad thoughts. I chose to let go. I thought you would leave after signing the agreement, but I didn't expect you to stay."

I felt like a survivor of a disaster, taking a rough and uncomfortable path to get rescued by chance.

I can't believe what the outcome would be if I had chosen any other path.

"Jian Yan, you've been gone for a long time. I miss you."

He hid the relief and fear in his heart and hugged her. His low and mellow voice did not contain a trace of charm and reverie, only longing.

"understood."

Tong Ruixiao lowered his head and pressed his lips against her cheek, looking somewhat sad, "You are so cold that it makes me sad."

"What is considered passionate?"

"Tell me, you miss me too."

Jane Yan's face turned red.

She did think of him when she was in Caiqi City, but she was just worried about his injury, nothing else. If she said the words "I miss you", it would be too ambiguous.

After trying for a while, I couldn't say it in the end. I just awkwardly put my hand on his back as a hug.

He said: "I hope you can stay in this world forever...stay with me."

Although this sounds selfish, he is just an ordinary person and everyone is greedy.

"If I can't go back to my original world, I have nowhere else to go except here."

She answered truthfully.

As for staying with him... that's uncertain.

Tong Ruixiao heard that she still wanted to return to her own world, and almost subconsciously frowned, a little nervous, "Is there anything in that world that is worth your nostalgia?"

The corners of Jian Yan's mouth curled up.

His tone was very funny, like a fox who couldn't eat the grapes saying to the grapes: They must be very sour.

"That's a weird thing to say. Why is there no place worth my nostalgia? Even if I was deserted by everyone, I can't be free of attachment to my hometown."

He stopped talking.

This makes sense, and if he continues, he would be being unreasonable.

After a while, Tong Ruixiao loosened his arms and looked into her eyes with deep eyes, "So... now do you have any other feelings towards that man besides hatred?"

Looking at his gloomy and hesitant expression, Jian Yan immediately knew that he was talking about Si Yanchen.

She raised her eyebrows: "Hmm? ...Are you trying to ask me if I still love him?"