Chapter 501 (1/2)
Kang Luoyao looked at him with a smile. Hearing what he said, she resisted the angina pectoris of her heart and frowned slightly, looking puzzled.
She wanted to ask him where she wasn't worth it.
I don't want to fight for that tone, but I just want to round this person.
But Feng Yi didn't give her the chance.
When he saw that she was going to speak, he knew in his heart that what she was trying to say must be more excessive.
But he didn't want to hear it.
His hands were shaking with pain now.
But he didn't want to insult her.
If he really said one, two, three, four, five, he really regarded her as that kind of person.
So Fengyi in that moment, in his heart flashed countless excuses.
Finally, he said faintly, ”I feel dirty.”
Kang Luoyao's expression suddenly froze.
But Feng Yi did not look at her again, but turned away.
This was the most euphemistic way he could think of, not putting her in that category.
But he really felt that his words were too much.
So much that he did not dare to look at her expression.
If she did, it would have been the worst injury he would have suffered.
If she doesn't admit it and overturns the previous judgment, all her previous efforts will be in vain.
Although he didn't know her reason, he realized at that moment that she didn't want him to approach her.
Pushing him away in this way is her last struggle and dignity.
Now that she's done, sacrifice her.
Give her a little space and give him a little time.
With that sentence, Feng Yi left and left Kang Luoyao's room thoroughly.
There was no superfluous nonsense, and she did not listen to her explanation.
Looking at Feng Yi's back, Kang Luoyao suddenly burst into tears.
But she held back from crying.
She was afraid that he would turn back inadvertently, and she would not be able to explain.
Until ”touch!” When the door closed, she couldn't help crying.
Heart and lung.
But what she did not know was that Fengyi did not go far away.
He leaned against her door, listening to Kang Luoyao cry out of breath and tears.
Feng Yi's heart is so painful that he can't breathe.
But he had no way.
All he could do was to fulfill her as well as he could.
She clearly loves him, but she has to push him away.
Then she must be facing a very difficult pain.
So, he can't make her embarrassed.
Thinking of this, Feng Yi's mouth showed an ugly smile.
He raised his head, dried his tears, and left smartly as if nothing had happened.
He and song Jiajia make such a scene, there must be no way to continue to pretend to be friends.
That's good. He can play with the flowers again.
It can cure the wound he suffered here in kangluoyao.
Kang Luoyao was lying on the bed, regardless of whether her body leaked out, whether it was cold or not, crying hysterically and tearing heart and lung.
Su Hong painfully covers the quilt for her, holds her in the arms, and constantly caresses her back.
”Dear, Luoyao is not sad. Luoyao doesn't cry.”