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Chapter 128 His Unrivaled Hero Cried

angry, of course he is angry

Song Qingyang didn't take his own life seriously.

This time it's a hand, what if it's a life?

How should he compensate him, how should he compensate the Song family?

Xu Yinyang tried his best to suppress the anger that was rolling in his heart. Song Qingyang was a patient, and he didn't want to have unnecessary quarrels with him.

Seeing Xu Yinyang's uncertain face, and thinking of the exaggerated words he said, Song Qingyang was discouraged, and he said pitifully in a hoarse voice, "Yinyang... don't be angry with me, I'm talking nonsense ...I'm afraid, Yin Yang, I managed to get through your six years of cold treatment, I just couldn't get angry for a while, and vented my temper..."

"In the past six years, you have said cruel things to me more than once, and I am not angry..."

"Yinyang, I won't say it anymore, don't be angry with me, I don't want to wait for six years, I'm afraid..."

"Yinyang... There's never been a person who made me feel unworthy of him, but now you make me feel that I am nothing."

Song Qingyang spoke sentence by sentence, with an extremely low attitude.

If you love someone, will you become humble?

Just like the phrase "flower" behind Zhang Ailing's photo to Hu Lancheng

'Low to the dust, and flowers bloom from the dust. '

They met, fell in love for two years, and broke up for six years.

In a total of eight years, Xu Yinyang has already changed from that helpless orphan to a strong man who can stand on his own.

Xu Yinyang has become so outstanding now, and they have been separated for another six years, Song Qingyang has long lost the sense of security in his heart...

He was very scared, if Xu Yinyang wanted to keep ignoring him, there was nothing he could do...

He could only rely on himself to save Xu Yinyang from being injured and beg for his mercy.

"Yinyang, don't bother me, okay? I pester you because I'm afraid you don't want me... But, I'm afraid that you will think I'm cheap. Xu Yinyang, I've never been so afraid..."

"You can do whatever you want, just don't drive me away..."

Although he was gentle and courteous towards everyone, it was only due to his good qualities, and Song Qingyang was full of pride in his bones.

He never bowed his head, but today, he did plead and back down again and again, and he lost the dignity of a man.

He didn't want to experience a second cold treatment, it was too sad, he couldn't bear it, he was afraid...

Listening to Song Qingyang's words, Xu Yinyang's heart felt sore.

He knew that Song Qingyang's cruel words were just to make him give up and let him live with peace of mind after his death.

However, why did Song Qingyang wrong himself and pretend to be such a good person?

Why should he cheapen himself to such an extent?

Six years, six full years of separation, he never thought that Song Qingyang should shed his pride to satisfy his sense of security.

Song Qingyang's words at this time, one sentence at a time, weighed heavily on his chest, making him breathless.

When we met for the first time, Song Qingyang had a good family background, a good temperament, and good looks, but he was just an orphan with nothing but skin.

When they were together, he felt extremely insecure and had extremely low self-esteem.

Therefore, six years ago, the Song family's few provocative words made him unconfidently neglect Song Qingyang for six years.

It has been eight years, and it took him so many years of hard work to make himself stand at the top and reach a position worthy of Song Qingyang.

However, Song Qingyang told him that he was afraid.

The noble son of the famous Song family is so dazzling that people admire him, but this noble son told him that he was afraid.

"I have no right to be angry." Xu Yinyang shook his head, "It's you who should be angry, and it's me who should be afraid. Because I was afraid of being rejected by you, I abandoned you first."

Xu Yinyang's words sounded like he was mocking himself, "For six years, I have been afraid all the time, I am afraid that you will get married before I am afraid enough to make myself feel safe... I am afraid that there will be no more you in this world. "

"I didn't expect it to scare you."

"Do you know that your hand is useless because I..."

"Don't be like this anymore, I owe you all the time."

With these words, he didn't know whether he was speaking to Song Qingyang or talking to himself.

Fate made people, and time caused him and his situation to undergo an earth-shaking change.

If six years ago, he had been as brave as Song Qingyang and abandoned his dignity like this, wouldn't they have been happy long ago?

At this moment, Xu Yinyang's heart was sour, sweet, bitter, hot and salty, which was quite unpleasant.

He is so selfish, Song Qingyang will hate him to death, right?

After a while, he mustered up the courage to look at Song Qingyang.

Song Qingyang's eyes were still slightly red, and there was no trace of resentment in his eyes, but he seemed a little surprised.

Only then did Song Qingyang realize that there was something wrong with one hand. At first he thought it was a broken bone, but it turned out to be... useless?

He lost a hand?Doesn't that make him disabled?

There was some slight sadness in Song Qingyang's eyes.

When Xu Yinyang looked carefully, he couldn't see it again.

With a gentle and tolerant smile on Song Qingyang's face, all the sadness was dispelled, "I'm not angry...can you also not be angry?"

"It's just that one hand is useless." Song Qingyang showed a nonchalant smile, he took Xu Yinyang's hand with his good hand, and pulled him to sit beside the bed, "I still have a hand that can hold you. "

Xu Yinyang sat there, a tear suddenly fell without warning.

Soaked the white quilt, and a flower bloomed.

Song Qingyang clenched his hand clumsily, "Don't cry, Yin Yang, I'm not used to you like this."

Xu Yinyang is the unrivaled hero in his heart, but his unrivaled hero cried.

Song Qingyang was at a loss.

"Let's do this." He pushed Xu Yinyang away, "Go out and calm down before you come back."

Song Qingyang drove Xu Yinyang out, and He Lianxi came in at the right time, "What are you going to do? Rehabilitation?"

Song Qingyang was waiting for him. Seeing his brother talking about his hand problem, he couldn't help lying on the bed and lamenting, "My hand is useless, and I haven't seen you shed a crocodile tear for me. Brother, you are really my brother!" "

The tear of crocodile?

He Lian raised his handsome eyebrows, "How about I bring back the person who will cry for you?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Song Qingyang shook his head and respectfully gave up his seat, "Brother, sit down, sit down quickly."

He Lianxi ignored him and sat down on the sofa, "Tell me, send him away, what do you want me to do for you?"

Song Qingyang almost wanted to praise, but one hand was disabled, so he couldn't make it, "The one who knows me is also the elder brother."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." He Lian scolded, "It took him a lot of time to figure it out, so don't mess it up again."

"I know." Song Qingyang bit his lip and said seriously, "But I can't make him feel guilty looking at my hand every day, so you send me away and come back when my hand is healed."

"Heh, you are really great." He Lian sneered expressionlessly, and got to the point in one sentence, "Have you ever thought about what if you can't recover?"