Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Qiao Ruyi woke up from a nightmare.

In the dream, a bloody head was staring at her with eyes wide open.

Dark red blood was oozing from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

He died with his eyes open, especially terrified.

She screamed and sat up in bed, her clothes soaked with cold sweat.

She subconsciously looked at her hands.

The trembling fingertips were clean, with nothing on them.

Only then did she notice that she had changed into clean clothes and her body had been washed thoroughly.

But for some reason, although she was surrounded by the fragrance of her clothes and the scent after bathing, she always felt that she could vaguely smell the disgusting smell of blood.

The thought of this made her feel nauseous.

Then she frowned in pain, quickly covered her mouth with her hands, got out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

I lay on the toilet and vomited violently.

I didn't have dinner in the first place, so there was nothing in my stomach to vomit out.

But I felt nauseous again and again, and I wanted to vomit out my empty stomach.

A glass filled with water fell in front of her.

"Drink some hot water."

She raised her head, her eyes red from the intense vomiting, and she looked pitiful.

Ling Che squatted down beside her with a cup of water and fed the water in the cup to her mouth.

Qiao Ruyi took the cup and took a few sips, then said softly, "Thank you."

Two words, strange and cold.

Putting down the cup of water, Qiao Ruyi stood up by supporting herself on the toilet, but her legs went limp and she almost fell.

Ling Che was quick to support her by the waist. Seeing that her face was pale and her eyes were unwilling to look at him, he suddenly picked her up and carried her out.

Back in bed, Qiao Ruyi pulled the quilt over and sat down.

Ling Che sat on the edge of the bed and slowly raised his hand to touch her cheek, but she dodged it.

Qiao Ruyi lowered her eyes, unwilling to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Ling Che's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, "Are you angry with me?"

Qiao Ruyi turned her head away and said nothing.

Ling Che tilted his head to look at her, his voice gentle, "Why aren't you talking?"

After a few seconds, Qiao Ruyi spoke.

"Sorry to interrupt your holiday with her."

When he said this, Qiao Ruyi felt a sour feeling in his nose.

Ling Che frowned, "What are you talking about?"

He doesn't like to hear that kind of talk.

"If not..." Qiao Ruyi choked up a little when she said this, unwilling to recall what had just happened.

"If this hadn't happened, I wouldn't have bothered you."

Her hands under the quilt couldn't help but clutch the sheets tightly. When something like this happened, she really didn't know who to turn to except Ling Che.

At that time, she couldn't wait to get into his arms.

She wanted him to feel completely safe.

When she thought of this, her eyes became hot and her vision suddenly blurred.

Seeing her aggrieved look, Ling Che raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "Qiao Ruyi, have you misunderstood again?"

"Is it just a misunderstanding?"

Qiao Ruyi took his hand away. She didn't want to guess anymore.

She planned to take this opportunity to make things clear with him.

She turned her head to look at Ling Che, and a tear fell.

"Ling Che, you said you would spend my birthday with me, and I believed you, but you broke your promise."

"You said we would spend Mid-Autumn Festival together and watch the moon together, and I believed you, but you broke your promise again."

"You said you liked me, and I believed you, but the scale in your feelings has always been leaning towards Bai Yiyi."

"You said your sweetheart was me, but you hid Bai Yiyi in Ling Palace for three years."

When saying this, although Qiao Ruyi's eyes were red, her expression remained stubborn.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, trying to force back the tears that were welling up in her eyes, but she couldn't hold them back and could only let them slide down.

Ling Che looked at her deeply, "I know what you want to ask."

Qiao Ruyi raised her hand to stop him from speaking, "Just listen to me."

She spoke slowly, "Ling Che, if you love someone and they can't feel it, it actually proves that you don't love them that much."

"I don't know if you really love me, or if you just can't tell the difference between love and habit."

"Maybe it's because we've been together day and night for the past three years that you've gotten used to my presence."

"Or maybe..."

At this point, Qiao Ruyi couldn't help but squeeze her palms even tighter. "Or perhaps, you feel that over the past three years, we've been... very compatible physically, so you mistook this most primitive desire for liking or even love."

"One person's love can only be shared with one person."

She took a deep breath and continued, "You gave it to Bai Yiyi, so you can't give it to me again. Otherwise, it's not love."

She spoke seriously, looking up at Ling Che's light brown pupils, "I told you, half-hearted love can't tame me. What I want is loyal and unwavering love. Do you understand, Ling Che?"

"I hope you can think clearly about what you are to Bai Yiyi, and what you are to me?"

"You can't bear to let go of Bai Yiyi, but you can't bear to let go of me either. I can't be so generous and not care about it."

She took a deep breath and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. "If you choose me, break up with Bai Yiyi. If you choose her, we will..."

Realizing that the word "divorce" was a sore spot he couldn't touch, Qiao Ruyi changed his tone and said, "Let's separate completely."

It was rare for her to remain sober and calm at this time and talk to him so much, with every sentence clear and every word understandable.

She thought that perhaps it would be good for both of them to say it so clearly.

She didn't want to be trapped in endless waiting and disappointment anymore.

This wasn't like her at all.

After she finished speaking, there was a long silence between both sides.

After a long time, Ling Che straightened up and looked down at her condescendingly.

Ling Che straightened up and looked down at her condescendingly.

His light brown pupils were stained with a layer of ink under the shadow of the light, so deep that no one could see the bottom.

Qiao Ruyi looked at his handsome face and couldn't help but feel relieved.

He should have understood.

She lowered her eyes and smiled.

"I'll wait for your reply once you figure it out."

Ling Che asked in a low voice, "What's the answer?"

"..."

Qiao Ruyi hesitated to speak.

Of course the answer is whether you are willing to separate or not.

"Qiao Ruyi, what are you talking about?"

Ling Che frowned and looked at her, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"How old am I? Can't I tell the difference between love and sex?"

"Yes, I love your body. I love it so much that I can't help myself."

His words were so blunt that Qiao Ruyi looked up, her eyes full of disbelief.

Ling Che poked his heart with a finger, "But the one I'm pretending to be is you!"

"Even when I spanked you on the bed, I couldn't bear to use even a little bit of strength! You said I don't love you?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "I love you so much!"