Why do you think I don't love you anymore

"What kind of hands are divided?" Zhou Tingyun gritted his teeth and said with restraint, holding Wen Qianhe's shoulder with more and more force.

Gradually calmed down, Wen Qianhe pushed him away, "How did you find this place?"

He Lao clearly promised that Zhou Tingyun would never let Zhou Tingyun find him in this life, why did he unilaterally tear up the promise after only one year?

"I'm here to take you back." Zhou Tingyun's eyes were swollen and red, and his voice was particularly hoarse, probably from smoking too much cigarettes. Wen Qianhe is used to this kind of voice now.

"This is my home, where do I go?"

Zhou Tingyun took his hand and begged, "Qianhe, please stop making trouble."

"It's you who are making trouble for no reason, not me." Wen Qianhe was very tired, his eyelids were almost out of control, and he tried his best to deal with Zhou Tingyun.

"Then let me ask you, did you leave because I was on a variety show with Tao Wan, did it mean that Tao Wan always called me Mr. Zhou, did I yell at you the last night, Qianhe, I really know I was wrong, I figured it out the next day, I will do whatever you want me to do, I will listen to you, you can go back with me, okay?"

"It's not because of this." Wen Qianhe threw him away and stared at him, "It's because I don't like you anymore. I don't want to continue playing the game of chasing after me."

"What do you mean?"

Wen Qianhe took two steps back, reached the edge of the sofa, and simply sat down. He wanted to quickly end the useless conversation between them.

"Actually, you don't have to pretend to be affectionate and force me to be by your side. It's unnecessary. I don't need your gratitude, because it's better to say that I'm taking revenge than spending time with you for five years."

Zhou Tingyun's eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he had changed a lot. He lost his previous heroic spirit and spirit, and seemed to be seven or eight years older.He really didn't understand the meaning of Wen Qianhe's words now, and looked down stupidly.

Wen Qianhe raised her head, "Didn't your grandfather tell you?"

"what?"

"From the time you were caught by the unspoken rules, it was all designed by me and Mr. He. He wanted to use these means to get you back, and I just wanted to watch how you fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, so I have been waiting. By your side, do you think I love you very much?" Wen Qianhe sneered, and methodically inserted the knife into his heart: "I am a penny-pinching person, and I will never forget how you treated me before. Zhou Tingyun, I have a mental cleanliness, don't you think you are dirty, how many people did you play with before you met me, when you were with me, who did you sleep with behind my back, let alone you changed later , you can forgive yourself, but I am taboo, I dislike, I cannot tolerate it. I cannot accept it."

Here he told a little lie, the time when Elder He looked for him had to be delayed a bit, when he was about to mess with Zheng Shiguang, Elder He found him.

Otherwise, how could he overthrow Zheng Shiguang, a rich and powerful director?

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anyway.

"You tied me with violence and money, did you ask me how I felt, asked me if I would like it, you didn't! Because you never cared, you only cared about yourself, as long as you are happy, who do you want , that person must be obedient and submit to you," Wen Qianhe's eyes were like knives, carved on his body, and he could keep talking, keep talking.

He hated Zhou Tingyun, hated him for changing the trajectory of his life because of his arbitrariness.

Zhou Tingyun's face twitched, and the mouth in front of him opened and closed like a devil, "You, just said, you designed the unspoken rules for me?" His eyes seemed to be on fire, so red that he could bleed.

The most shameful thing in life is to be almost slept by an old man. No one can understand the despair of being stripped naked, being slaughtered without any strength, and the powerlessness of thinking that he is going to die. That night he experienced The most difficult and painful time in this life, and even recalled later, the first thing to thank is Wen Qianhe, who gave him the strength to continue walking.

It was also at that moment that he privately regarded Wen Qianhe as a god who surpassed everything.

Now this god personally told him that everything was false and was designed by him.

His efforts for so long are like a joke.

"Yes, I designed it, because no one knows you better than me, what you hate and what you like."

"If at that time, I didn't fight back hard, didn't I,"

Wen Qianhe paused, but without the slightest hesitation, "Yes, you will be slept by that director. After all, you have played with so many people, so what does it matter if there is one more. But I know you will be in pain, because You are so proud, so strong, how can you be willing to be slept by a man who is so old that he is about to fall into the ground. So this must be very exciting and relieve my hatred. But unfortunately, you fought back, but you must be scared to death, you When you called me, it was the most pitiful and helpless tone I have ever heard from you,"

Wen Qianhe's **** words completely tore open Zhou Tingyun's embarrassing scars, sprinkled salt one by one, and then stabbed densely with knives.

Zhou Tingyun, who had been tortured mentally and physically for the past year, collapsed again. He grabbed Wen Qianhe's clothes and roared, "Tell me, it's fake! What you just said is fake."

Without fear, Wen Qianhe said coldly: "Really."

"Wen Qianhe, let me fucking ask you again, is what you said a lie? We are clearly, so good, together,"

Wen Qianhe looked indifferently at the bulging veins on his neck, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and his voice was hoarse, "It's true. Also, I never said I love you,"

He closed his eyes after speaking.

At that moment, Zhou Tingyun's expression changed suddenly, and he involuntarily let go of his clothes.

It was as if he had seen a ghost and heard nonsense.