Six Deep Love Buried by Time (Six)

Jing Yu came back from visiting Jing Rong in the hospital, and it was already evening. She was in a low mood and didn't even have dinner, so she went straight back to her bedroom.

Yu Zeyao had an important schedule that he couldn't refuse, and when he came back, it was already late at night.

The housekeeper hurried out to greet him, "Sir, good evening."

"Is she asleep?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"Miss Jing has been in her room since she came back, and she hasn't come down. She didn't have dinner either."

"I see." Yu Zeyao looked upstairs and frowned slightly. She couldn't keep abusing her stomach like this.

"Ask the kitchen to prepare some simple, easy-to-digest meals and send them up later."

After he gave the order, he walked upstairs.

She went back to her room to take a shower and change clothes before going to the bedroom next door. She locked herself in the room and couldn't open it from the outside. Yu Zeyao asked the servant to get the key to open the door smoothly.

Inside, she was curled up on the sofa at the moment. She was only wearing a thin pajamas, with nothing covering her body. At this moment, she must be having a nightmare, she was sleeping very restlessly. Her eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a layer of fine cold sweat on her forehead. As if seeking a sense of security, she hugged herself tightly with her arms, but she was shivering all the time.

Yu Zeyao looked at her like this, his heart tightened, and he leaned over and patted her shoulder gently, "Yu'er, wake up."

She seemed to be deeply trapped in a nightmare, and Yu Zeyao patted her but didn't wake her up. Instead, she pushed his hand away randomly, "No...no..."

He couldn't bear her being tortured by the dream, so he simply bent over and picked her up from the sofa. He turned around and sat on the sofa, letting her sit on his lap. Her tense body rested on his shoulders, vaguely feeling a sense of security, and she relaxed a little. The hands that were originally holding her also loosened, and instinctively wrapped around the man's waist.

This small move, full of attachment, made Yu Zeyao feel warm in his heart. The corners of his lips rose unconsciously, and for the first time he felt that happiness was such a simple thing. Just letting her hug him gently, without doing anything, he felt that the fatigue in social activities and the intrigue in the political arena were not worth mentioning.

His palm touched her still unconscious cheek, and he wanted to comfort her, but her eyebrows suddenly gathered again, and she held his hand tightly. The next moment, her lips opened slightly, and a painful and struggling cry came out: "Sheng Yi..."

These two words shocked the man fiercely, and all the smiles froze on his face. How happy he felt in his heart just now, how ridiculous he felt at this moment. Those two words were like a slap in his face.

It turned out that...

She still couldn't forget the man who abandoned her.

It turned out that...

Her hug and her attachment just now were not for herself, but for the man who abandoned her!

This was not the first time I heard these two words from her mouth, but this time, it was much more harsh than the last time.

She really liked him so much, so much that even if he abandoned her, he would still appear in her dreams and still occupy such an important position in her heart!

A surge of jealousy surged into his chest uncontrollably, squeezing out the strong but unrequited emotions that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, turning into deep resentment and unwillingness.

He pinched her chin and lifted her face up, "Jingyu, open your eyes and take a good look, who is the man holding you now!"

He bit every word hard.

The force on his hand was also very strong.

Jingyu was pinched so hard that she finally opened her eyes. What she saw was the man's gloomy and angry face.

She was still half asleep and half awake. Not knowing what was going on, she subconsciously pushed away his hand that hurt her. Yu Zeyao pinched her chin tighter, not letting her move, and asked in a deep voice: "Who am I?"

Jingyu's mind and heart were heavy at this moment.

She just had a dream, dreaming of many people in the past.

This man just entered her dream. She felt his breath and felt much more comfortable. But, the next moment, his face somehow turned into Liang Shengyi again...

The family used to be harmonious, but now it is broken, things have changed, her father is paralyzed, Jing Rong is seriously injured, and Liang Shengyi has abandoned her. She felt like a boat drifting in the sea without support, and could only let the waves beat her, without a sense of stability, and she didn't know where she would go in the future.

Her heart was full of loss, and seeing Yu Zeyao looking at her so coldly, she couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

"You pinched me." She tried to take his hand off with a little more strength.

Yu Zeyao's eyebrows tightened, leaned over, held her lips and kissed her hard, with venting and punishment. There was no pity, nor the usual tenderness. Jing Yu was sensitive to it, and her heart was a little cold.

This man was unpredictable, and she couldn't see through his heart at all.

She put force on her hands, and pushed him away with both hands on his shoulders. But the more she resisted, the rougher the man became. He grabbed her hands with one hand and twisted her behind her back, and with the other hand he held her hips and lifted her up. The man's thin lips always blocked her lips, pressing her heavily against the wall.

The force was not light, Jing Yu's back hit the cold wall, and she shuddered in pain.

She was even more angry at his rudeness and arrogance, and struggled hard with her hands, but the more she struggled, the tighter he held her hands. Her hands were bruised, but he never loosened his grip.

Kissing her lips, and finally turning into chewing and biting. It hurt her more and more.

This man...

Something is wrong tonight.

It's not the tender and affectionate look when he kissed her yesterday.

"Yu Zeyao, let me go!" Jing Yu finally broke away from his kiss and found his voice. His lips were already red and swollen. He raised his legs to kick him, but his tall body easily suppressed his legs.

"I have reminded you not to say this to me again!" He looked down at her from top to bottom, and the nameless jealousy made his eyes without a trace of warmth, "Jing Yu, you have to understand that for you, if I don't want to let go, no one can do anything to me, including you!"

He bit the last three words very hard, and they were loud and clear. The arrogant and sharp look was a world apart from the previous silent look, which was shocking.

He had never been jealous of any man. But now, Liang Shengyi was just a stray dog ​​exiled by him, but he was jealous to death!

Such a domineering declaration made Jing Yu's eyes suddenly colder.

She hated the feeling of being controlled by him, as if she was just a toy - a toy without life, without pain, and without respect.