Honeyed Marriage

Zhu Xingzhi×Chen Rongyu (12)

Zhu Xingzhi heard the words and looked at him, her nose suddenly sore, and she tried her best to strain her face, "I did not cry..."

As soon as the voice fell, a teardrop fell from the corner of her eyes.

Zhu Xingzhi: "..."

Chen Rongyu smiled helplessly, "Tears fell without crying?"

Zhu Xingzhi's head hung down, her lips trembling slightly, the man saw this, and raised his hand to clasp the back of her head, letting her lean against his chest.

"When I come back, it means I won't leave."

"With me, you can cry as you want, don't hold back."

After a long while, a low sob finally came from his chest.

The corners of his clothes were pinched, and he felt the trembling of the person in his arms, and he stabbed inexplicably in his heart. It was even more uncomfortable than the moment when she deliberately drove him away.

Zhu Xingzhi felt that she was being held tighter, she couldn't stop crying, as if she had found a safe haven, so that she could finally vent her emotions.

She is like a big balloon.

It seems very powerful.

But only a needle can be pierced.

Zhu Xingzhi originally forced herself to stop crying, and can no longer be sad, but she did not expect that he would come back again, he did not leave, he did not hate her and stay away from her like everyone else...

After a while, Chen Rongyu took a piece of paper and wiped her tears, "Wait for me."

He let go of his arms, went to turn off the dumpling pot, then returned to her, holding her hand, "Let's go to the living room and say."

Zhu Xingzhi was led by him obediently.

When he arrived in the living room, he looked at the quiet and large villa, "Are you alone at home?"

"Ok……"

"I didn't invite auntie or something?"

"...After going to college, they only come a few times a week."

So on weekends, she would never go home, because she lived alone in an empty villa, just like an ice cellar.

The man sat on the sofa, pulled her, and sat sideways between his legs.

She was embraced, he raised his hand and wiped her tears gently, and asked with a smile, "Is it really because of writing a paper? Can writing a paper make you so broken?"

Zhu Xingzhi shook her head slowly.

"Then what unhappy thing happened, or did you feel wronged?"

Seeing her silence, Chen Rongyu rubbed the back of her neck and softly coaxed: "I think I am worthy of you to talk to. No matter what you encounter, you can talk to me, eh?"

After a long while, she pursed her lips and finally spoke:

"It's not a big deal, I just know...My mother is pregnant with a second child."

When she heard her mother confess on the phone, the voice in the deepest part of her heart was saying--

She has not been loved by her parents.

Her parents have not been with her.

The love she can get is only so little.

But they have another child, and that little bit of her may be gone...