She is soft on my heart

Chapter 120 Apologize
Li Xingshen didn't expect that the house was not as empty and quiet as she thought, but a storm that she was all too familiar with.

The moment she opened the door, she saw the scene in the room and froze in place.

The messy debris on the floor, all the movable furniture was tilted to this side, the tables and cabinets were swept away, and miscellaneous items of various sizes were scattered in every corner, in a mess, as if they had been looted.

What followed was Zhao Hui's hoarse cry, and she was complaining about all the bad things about marrying Li Zhengye, and moved out the supplies and help her natal family had provided to Li Zhengye.

These can show that she made another mistake that Li Zhengye couldn't bear.

Li Xingshen walked in with a calm expression, stood beside a pool of glass debris, glanced at the messy ground, then put down his schoolbag and started cleaning.

In the master bedroom, only Zhao Hui's hoarse and trembling voice echoed loudly throughout the room: "Your mother left two things behind before she died, a roadside bastard raised by an unknown person, and a broken bracelet. "

She fell on things and became more and more agitated, "When your mother died, I told you to throw her back to the orphanage, but you refused to listen, and insisted on continuing to burden the family with a burden, so if you are capable, you can support her." I can't care about it, I sell a broken bracelet now and you want to divorce me?! Okay, leave! Divorce now!"

In this empty shell family that is precarious at the slightest trigger, the quarrels that erupt periodically may have various starting points, but they will all step on her thorn.

Because in Zhao Hui's mind, Li Zhengye chose to continue adopting Grandma Li after her death, which was a huge mistake that could not be made up for. Small mistake.

She probably ran out of money at the gambling table, and the bracelet she sold was the only thing left by Grandma.

"Pa—" a loud slap.

The cries and shouts were cut off, and Li Xingchen could even hear Li Zhengye's furious breathing.

After a long while, he suddenly shouted, "That's my mother!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Zhengye rushed out. He didn't see Li Xing, who was at home, cast a heavy glance, and slammed the door and went out.

After the echo of the heavy slamming door dissipated, the air was extremely still.

Li Xingchen glanced at the master bedroom where there was no sound anymore, swept away some unsafe glass shards, picked up his schoolbag and went back to his room.

She knew that there was no one next door, this situation would make Li Yun irritable and make him want to stay away from this house.

Li Xingshen also understands that Li Zhengye often doesn't go home not only because he is busy with work, but also because he also wants to stay away from this home that has no warmth at all.

Blame her.

Li Xingchen was lying on the desk with his arm pillowed, his delicate little face showed no emotion, but his whole body was gloomy.

The screen of the mobile phone placed aside suddenly lit up, as if it even lit up her gray eyes, she knew it could only be Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong: [Go to bed early, good night. 】

Li Xingchen read this line of words for a long time, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and then swipe down to the message that she asked him out a month ago.

She also thought of the words she said to him that day when the dark clouds overwhelmed the city.

The faint light in his eyes went out again, and strong guilt surged up.

She is very grateful when others treat her a little bit better. Jiang Cong treats her so well, but she said such words to hurt the boy's pure liking.

All of a sudden, pressure from all sides came to her at the same time, excessive attention, comments from classmates, inexplicable malice, warnings from school, depression at home
She didn't know what to do either.

But no matter what, she shouldn't use such hurtful words to solve the problem.

Li Xingshen thought for a while, and typed seriously: [Jiang Cong, I'm sorry. 】

【You are fine. 】

Jiang Cong, who didn't wait for good night but waited for an apology, was a little dazed and flustered.

His first reaction was, did the little girl change her mind of rejection?Reissue a good person card?Does he have no chance at all?

The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes.

Fortunately, Li Xingchen sent another message when his heart was not completely cooled: 【Don't take to heart what I said that day. 】

Ah. She's talking about that day.

Jiang Cong understood, and pointed his thumb at the edge of the phone, looking at the words in thought.

Li Xingshen, who had to edit several times before sending out the third sentence, squeezed his fingers and stared at the screen waiting for his reply.

After about two or three minutes, he replied: [Are you confessing your love to me? 】

Li Xing was taken aback for a moment, and slowly typed a question mark.

Confession?Isn't she apologizing to him sincerely?
Jiang Cong replied in seconds after receiving the question mark: [Is it convenient to call? 】

Li Xingshen pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside, and after confirming it, he called him.

Jiang Cong was quite surprised.

After picking it up, Li Xing sank to speak.

Jiang Cong opened his mouth first, lazily dragging his tune, and the first sentence was: "Wait, let me think about what you said to me that day."

Li Xingchen: "."

There is a guilty conscience of being questioned and settling accounts.

After pretending to think for two seconds, he said "Oh" and repeated it verbatim: "You said, Jiang Cong, I don't like you, and I won't be with you, whether it's now or in the future, and say .”

Li Xingchen interrupted: "...you stop talking."

Jiang Cong smiled, and changed the topic: "You tell me not to take these words to heart now, don't you mean that these words are not your real thoughts?"

Li Xingchen was temporarily entangled by him, and those were indeed not her real thoughts, so she said "um".

What Jiang Cong said next was very calm: "Then can I understand that your real thought is, Jiang Cong, I like you, and I still want to be with you, whether it is now or in the future."

Li Xingchen: "."

In fact, she focused on apologizing.

There was a moment of silence in the receiver, and Jiang Cong could imagine the cute and dazed look of the little girl, he laughed lowly, and then straightened his voice, restraining his seriousness, "Okay, don't think too much about it. "

Li Xing lowered his eyes for a long time, then said softly, "Jiang Cong, I'm really sorry."

"Tsk." Jiang Cong said indifferently: "It's just a few words, I'm not that fragile."

If Yi Linhe heard this, he would definitely slap him in the face, he wasn't that vulnerable, who was it that made him stay up all night to wait on the glass of wine that made him so dizzy?who is it?
"Also, Li Xingchen," Jiang Cong paused, his tone corrected, "Whether you like me or not, you will like me, I like you, and it will never change, you understand?"

His voice was close to his ears, Li Xingshen's heart felt hot, and his hand holding the phone slightly exerted force.

"I will work hard too," he lowered his voice, but he was very serious and firm, "I will try my best to make you like me."

So he didn't let his studies go to waste, he would pick up the old things bit by bit, his little girl is so good, he can't be worse.

Li Xing's eyes flickered, he pondered for a moment, and moved his lips: "Jiang Cong, I..."

Suddenly, Zhao Hui knocked on the door forcefully.

(End of this chapter)