si-mexico Chapter 139 Negotiation Failed
Chapter 139 Negotiation Failed
"Before entering Wanjian Villa, you had already contacted the people from Qingyang Sect and asked them to cooperate with you in an internal and external attack. So you disguised yourself to avoid the people who were chasing you, and also to prevent Ye Xu from recognizing you." After Song Yu finished his analysis, he looked at Qingling.
After Qing Ling finished listening, he was silent for a moment, but he just said: "A Yu is really smart, he guessed it all. You can understand Qing Xi, and you can understand me, right?"
There was a hint of coaxing in his voice. He took two steps closer to Song Yu, wanting to hold Song Yu's hand again.
However, Song Yu also took two steps back.
She looked at Qingling and said, "I can understand you."
Originally Qingling was dissatisfied with Song Yu's retreat, but when he heard her words, he became happy again.
Does Song Yu's words mean that she has forgiven herself?
Qing Ling was about to speak when he heard Song Yu say, "I understand your actions. You didn't tell me because you subconsciously don't trust me. You feel that I can't share your emotions or difficulties with you."
"Ayu, no, I'm just worried..." Qingling wanted to explain.
Song Yu stopped him again: "That's not wrong. I really can't help you, and I might even become a burden to you. It's only right that you hide it from me, because I also have things to hide from you, all because of my own unavoidable difficulties."
"Ayu," Qingling felt that Song Yu in front of him was very unreal, as if he would disappear in the next moment.
In his heart, he hoped that Song Yu would stop talking, because he felt that the next words would not be what he wanted to hear.
"The concealment between us offsets each other. I don't blame you for hiding your identity from me, and I hope you can also forgive me for concealing my identity from you." Song Yu said.
Qing Ling still grabbed Song Yu and said anxiously, "Song Yu, stop talking. Since you said we can cancel each other out, let's start over. I won't hide anything from you anymore. If you want to hide something from me, I won't blame you."
"Suhe!" Qingling called out her familiar name.
Qing Ling held Song Yu's hand, tightening his grip. He heard Song Yu say, "Don't you understand? The two of us are not suitable. Even if we cancel each other out, I will still doubt every word you say and every action you take. I will always wonder if this is another elaborate plan of yours."
"How could that be, Ayu? I told you that I will never hide anything from you again. I will tell you everything." Qingling's eyes were red.
Song Yu's face showed struggle and confusion. She didn't know how to tell Qing Ling that this was different.
This world is a novel, and their past lives were all written by the author, so she doesn't know whether what Qingling does and says now has also been set in advance.
Even her self-righteous feelings.
Song Yu is very open-minded about many things, but people are multifaceted, and no matter how open-minded a person is, there will inevitably be times when he or she gets stuck in a rut.
Once people get stuck in a dead end, it is difficult to turn back.
She had already accepted my existence and this world, but in the blink of an eye she found that the important character in the book was right next to her.
She could accept a non-player role, but was afraid of being involved in an important role.
"This is different, Suhe, it's really different. We should be two parallel lines that never intersect. You have your life, and I have mine." Song Yu said a little irritably.
"I don't care, I don't care, Song Yu, I tell you, I can give you any explanation you want. No matter whether I am Su He or Qing Ling, I only recognize one thing, I will never let you go." After Qing Ling finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Song Yu's lips again.
This was their second kiss of the day, and their second kiss since they met.
Compared to the first kiss, this one was three points more impatient, three points more paranoid, and four points more angry.
Song Yu wanted to struggle, but found it was futile. His little strength was like a mosquito scratching an itch to Qing Ling and had no deterrent effect at all.
Song Yu raised her leg, but Qing Ling noticed her movement first and completely suppressed her attack before it even started.
Qingling didn't let Song Yu go until she had difficulty breathing.
Her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were sparkling, and Song Yu was breathing heavily.
Qingling's slender fingers stroked the corners of her watery eyes.
"Pa!" Song Yu slapped his hand away: "Su He, you bastard!"
Song Yu's eyes were full of anger.
Qing Ling smiled and said, "Well, I'm a bastard."
He looked at the furious Song Yu. Although he was angry, he was full of life.
It was not the coldness she had shown when she was negotiating with him. It was so cold that it seemed as if nothing in the world was there and nothing could enter her heart, as if she had excluded the whole world.
Meeting Song Yu was his fortune, but meeting him was her misfortune.
Be it luck or disaster, from the moment Song Yu rescued him, they were destined to be entangled in this life.
When Song Yu saw Qing Ling's smile at this moment, he became even more angry. He raised his hand to slap him again, but was caught by Qing Ling.
Qingling held Song Yu's hand, stroked her soft fingers, and said, "Be careful not to hurt your hand." Then he smiled at Song Yu.
Song Yu felt that Qingling was provoking her, a blatant provocation.
Seeing that Song Yu seemed very angry, Qingling was afraid that he had really angered him, so he said aggrievedly: "Ayu, I'm injured. I was unconscious just now. The old injuries haven't healed yet, and I have new injuries."
"Then just go die." Song Yu impatiently shook off Qing Ling's hand.
Qing Ling's face darkened instantly. He held Song Yu's hand again, looked into her eyes, and said, "Do you really hate me that much?"
Seeing that he was pretending again, Song Yu directly pointed it out to him: "Oh, even though you are the leader of the Demon Cult and you are injured, you can still be hurt by a few small people. It's really difficult for you to control your points."
Although Qingling didn't know what score control meant, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.
He also knew that Song Yu had discovered his disguise.
It seems that showing weakness doesn't work with Song Yu.
Song Yu glanced at the wound on Qingling's arm again. It was a real injury, but after realizing it, he realized that it was unnecessary.
With Qingling carrying her, his attack power might be reduced, but he would definitely not be injured so easily.
At least we can hold out until reinforcements arrive.
She was also frightened for a moment. Qingling vomited blood twice in succession, which made her panic for a moment.
But later, Ye Shuangbai came and just took a look. Instead of dealing with the situation in a hurry, he asked her about her medical knowledge. It was obvious that he saw through it at that time.
Qing Ling's purpose in doing this was nothing more than to gain sympathy, and he was foolish enough to be fooled. Men's words are really deceiving.
"Ayu, I didn't mean to lie to you. I just wanted to calm you down." Qingling explained.
"Thank you very much for your concern, Master." Song Yu said sarcastically.
Qingling's heart twisted. Well, he had offended someone again. He didn't even call him by his name, but just called him "leader".
(From now on, we will teach you to change your strategy. Simply apologizing won’t work!)