Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Jiang Shunchuan stared at him closely, his voice cold: "What do you mean by what you said on the phone?"

Song Xun concealed his nervousness and pursed his lips: "Isn't it clear enough? I said break up."

The curve of the corners of his eyes was naturally upturned. When he looked at someone seriously, there was always an affection that was easily misunderstood, but it was not aggressive at all. Jiang Shunchuan seemed to think that he was just throwing a tantrum if he ignored what he said.

The heart-piercing words continued, carrying with them a chill that could crush a person.

"I don't like you. I never liked you from the beginning."

"I agreed to your confession only because you were rich. Now your family is bankrupt, why should I still be with you?"

He is so honest that he can easily tear a person apart.

Jiang Shunchuan would rather he lied to him: "Then why didn't you want my money in the first place?"

Song Xun: "I knew your home address when I gave you the lottery. I was lying to you by not asking for money at first."

"I just wanted you to be more willing to spend money on me, but I didn't expect you to be so easily fooled."

The temperature was nearly below zero, and the windows in the corridor were not closed tightly, so gusts of cold wind blew in. However, Jiang Shunchuan felt that his heart was colder than the outside.

He looked at Song Xun's mouth opening and closing, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He had kissed countless places before, with a warm, moist and soft touch, but today, at this moment, he could utter such heartless words, he couldn't understand it.

Song Xun put one hand behind his back, squeezed his sleeves, and looked up at Jiang Shunchuan: "Actually, I lied to you about one more thing."

"I am not at all..."

The rest of the words could not be uttered as Jiang Shunchuan suddenly grabbed his neck. Song Xun was frightened by this action and could not help but want to retreat, but there was a wall behind him and the only person he could face was the furious Jiang Shunchuan.

"So you're afraid." Jiang Shunchuan said through his teeth, "Then why didn't you think of that when you lied to me?"

He didn't want to hear even one more word from Song Xun's mouth.

Jiang Shunchuan pressed the person between himself and the wall, tightly pinched Song Xun's soft and white neck with one hand, ignored the rapidly beating pulse in his palm, and kissed her hard.

He just wanted Meng Qing to be miserable, to make her suffer as much as he did. There was no reason for him to be the only one trapped in there, being teased like a fool.

With his neck held down and his breath deprived, Song Xun began to feel short of breath and pushed and hit Jiang Shunchuan.

His little bit of strength was like tickling Jiang Shunchuan. Not only did it have no effect, but it seemed to have angered the other party.

Song Xun felt a stinging sensation on his lips, and the smell of rusty steel spread.

He shuddered from the pain and dared not move.

Is Jiang Shunchuan born in the year of the dog?

I don’t know how much time had passed, but just when Song Xun felt that the air in his lungs was about to run out and his brain was dizzy from lack of oxygen, the restraints on his body finally disappeared.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the elevator door opening, followed by a clear sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The first thing Song Xun saw was a bottle of orange juice that had rolled to his feet. Not far away was a bulging shopping bag on the ground. Further up, he saw Xu Jiayan's seemingly frozen figure.

Silence spread down the corridor.

Xu Jiayan stared blankly at Song Xun, who was dressed in women's clothes, and the red wound on his mouth. The two of them were close to each other in an intimate posture.

If he had never met his roommate, he would have thought that Song Xun was a real girl.

It doesn't look out of place and is very popular among men.

But Xu Jiayan still wanted to confirm: "Meng Qing?"

Song Xun's scalp tingled, and he responded, "Yeah."

Before Xu Jiayan could react, Jiang Shunchuan turned Song Xun's head back as he was staring at others, and snorted grimly.

"Looking at him like this, are you sad that our relationship was exposed?"

Song Xun felt scared when she saw the smile on his face, but she still reminded him, "We are no longer related now."

On the other side, watching the two people by the wall completely oblivious to the world around them, Xu Jiayan silently picked up the things on the ground, walked in and left the space for them.

"You're in such a hurry to cut ties with me. I was wondering why you didn't want to move here before. You can't bear to leave, right?"

Jiang Shunchuan was filled with anger, and was on the verge of losing his mind at any moment: "If you have anything else to lie to me, you can tell me today."

Song Xun's cheek was still being pinched by him, and her voice was a little unclear: "I'm not a woman..."

He suddenly stopped and heard a crisp sound caused by the obvious squeezing of bone joints. He moved his eyes downward and saw that Jiang Shunchuan's other hand was clenched into a fist. The sound came from here.

Song Xun's face and mouth hurt, and he admitted to 996: "Can I reveal the truth on my phone?"

996: "Sure."

According to the plot, Meng Qing originally revealed her gender on the phone in order to disgust Jiang Shunchuan.

Song Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at Jiang Shunchuan tremblingly: "I, I don't have any more..."

Jiang Shunchuan looked at him steadily, and finally let go of his hand.

He is always like this, so even if he makes a mistake and is wrong, it seems that as long as I show the slightest sign of weakness, I will never be able to get angry at him with a clear conscience.

Jiang Shunchuan no longer looked at Song Xun and turned away.

Without waiting for the elevator to close, Song Xun quickly entered the door and locked it.

Just as he turned around with lingering fear, he saw Xu Jiayan standing upright in the middle of the living room, and was frightened again and felt a chill down his spine.

Xu Jiayan's eyes swept from top to bottom, finally landing on the wound on Song Xun's lip: "Are you done talking?"

Song Xun turned his back to the door and nodded.

"I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"...No." For some reason, Song Xun always felt that there was a weird tone in his words.

Xu Jiayan said calmly: "Don't be nervous, everyone has some special habits, I don't mean to be disgusted."

"Okay..." Song Xun just opened his mouth, but Xu Jiayan turned and went into his room, closing the door without giving him a chance to finish.

Song Xun slowly turned around and went into his room, feeling that Xu Jiayan didn't seem to be able to tolerate it.

Two hours after entering the room, Song Xun's confession message still had not been sent out.

He didn't know what he was hesitating about. The door was clearly locked, and he would just refuse to open the door until Jiang Shunchuan came back to settle the score with him.

Not in a good mood, Song Xun gave himself a day off again and did not do any live broadcast.

After changing clothes, removing makeup, brushing teeth and washing face, Song Xun took a photo of himself hesitantly only after finishing all these.

Click Send.

The next moment, a bright red message "The message has been sent, but the other party has rejected it. Please confirm the friend relationship first" popped up.

Song Xun seemed to be able to see from the line of small characters a Q-version figure of Jiang Shunchuan emitting flames and clapping his fists in anger.

Jiang Shunchuan blocked him?

Song Xun put down his phone, feeling that he was simply making things more difficult for himself. The fact that he couldn't get in touch with Jiang Shunchuan meant that he still had to take the initiative to find Jiang Shunchuan, or in other words, to get beaten up.

He didn't believe it and called the user instead, but was told that the phone was turned off.

Song Xun lowered his face, took heavy steps to open the door, knocked on the door of room 1204, and waited for two minutes, but there was no response.

996 couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "If I remember correctly, you saw Jiang Shunchuan enter the elevator with your own eyes."

The room is empty.

Song Xun held his head and felt that there was no hope.