What she said was helpless, as if she had lost her soul, but she was unconsciously whispering this sentence.

Su Zhinian froze for a moment, and after a moment, he heard her murmur again: "Please, please don't do this, please..."

Su Zhinian shivered fiercely all over the body, drunk and sober at this moment.

He stared at the anger in her eyes and began to fade away little by little, silently, until she finally disappeared.

Only then did he slowly notice the thoughts in her heart, panic, resistance, despair, helplessness...and another sentence..."Do I have to be raped by him again like five years ago?"

Do I have to be raped by him just like five years ago?

This sentence, like a sharp knife, pierced into Su Zhinian's heart fiercely, strangling his heart to pieces.

His eyes suddenly dimmed, his pupils began to contract quickly, and the whole figure was like an electric shock. He suddenly got up from her in a second, and backed straight for a few steps before stopping.

He shouldn’t be home. If he didn’t come back, he would be sad and heartbroken in the office at most... When he came back and saw her calling, he would think of what she said when she took care of Qin Yinan, and then he You will be jealous, envious, and angry... and you will not be able to control your emotions for so many years.

She was still sobbing, her long hair in her ears was soaked in tears, and in a quiet room, her slightly weak crying cries from time to time: "Please, please..."

After a while, she seemed to realize that he had left her, her body curled up sharply, leaning against the sofa, tearing his shredded clothes, and covering her body hard.

Her reaction gave him a dull pain in his heart. He subconsciously walked to the sofa, bent down, and reached over to her.

He wanted to help her wipe her tears and wanted to say sorry to her...

But she just raised her hand at her, and she was shocked to see him approaching. His wet eyes gave him a precautionary look, as if he was afraid to rush up to continue what he had just done. In the receding sofa, he drilled harder, and even the original curled-up body shrunk into a small group, the body shivered even more, and his pale face was full of tension and looked pitiful.

Su Zhinian stopped suddenly, he stared at the bottom of her eyes, full of sorrow and pain, and a touch of helplessness.

His hand stopped for a while in the void, and finally he slowly clenched his fist, stiffly retracted it, and hung it on both sides of the body.

He stood by the sofa and looked at her for a while with his head down, his lips moved, as if to say something, but he said nothing at last, but he took two steps backwards, nodded his eyes, turned Stride away.

The cold weather in the middle of the night in the winter outdoors made Su Zhinian wake up most of the wine because of Song Qing's tears, and woke up completely.

He stood under the dim streetlight of the eaves, listening to the occasional intermittent sobbing in the house, and his heart followed by the pain, he looked sideways at the window with the light on, and his lips squeezed hard. Finally, striding forward, he walked out of the door of the villa.

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Cheng Qingcong drove a long distance, only to find that the treasure of Zhendian was still in the co-pilot seat. She hesitated, and finally turned the front of the car and turned back.