Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

She actually had that kind of thought about herself when she was in high school?

Song Xuyi stared blankly at He Siyu's eyes, feeling as if his brain had been bombarded by something, because he had suffered too much impact and "buzzed", leaving only a roar in his mind.

"But... didn't you have someone you liked in high school?"

Song Xuyi thought of He Siyu's crush back then...

"If there is no one else, it is you." The coldness in He Siyu's eyes did not diminish at all, and he looked at Song Xuyi without blinking: "I gave you the chance at that time, and you took the initiative to lean over and said that you would be with me forever I…"

Song Xuyi was at a loss for words.

She knew that He Siyu's words were a bit unreasonable and wrong logic, but... He Siyu is so beautiful. Seeing her with tears in her eyes, Song Xuyi found that she couldn't have a theory with He Siyu at all. Think about it.

"You, stop crying first."

Song Xuyi stammered and turned to the beginning, biting his lower lip tightly: "I'll think about it again..."

She didn't dare to meet He Siyu's eyes. For a moment, He Siyu felt like a scumbag who hurt a girl's heart.

However, He Siyu seemed to be coaxing as always.

She took a deep look at Song Xuyi, turned her head to look at the computer without saying a word...

No objection, no crying.

This made Song Xuyi feel more and more complicated:

If He Siyu yelled at him to vent, maybe his mood would not be so complicated. However, He Siyu was so submissive, Song Xuyi felt more and more pity for her...

Song Xuyi was discharged from the hospital the next day.

He Siyu had already found him, and Song Xuyi had no reason to stay in this province. After taking time out to check some routine work in the branch, Song Xuyi flew back to the capital with He Siyu in the afternoon.

Probably because of the habit of these years, getting along with He Siyu was not as awkward as Song Xuyi imagined.

Even though He Siyu seemed to be less talkative, she was originally a taciturn person. In the end, Song Xuyi couldn't figure out whether there was a cold war between him and her...

Because the state between the two does not really look like a cold war:

When he returned to the hotel, He Siyu had already helped Song Xuyi pack his luggage, the clothes were neatly folded, and the quilt was also neatly folded in the check-out room, but it was Song Xuyi who remembered the cute sets in his suitcase. Feng underwear, thinking of the dreams that He Siyu said, blushed inexplicably.

When getting into the taxi, He Siyu naturally sat in the back seat with Song Xuyi.

On the plane, Song Xuyi was a little dizzy because he had just recovered, so He Siyu covered Song Xuyi with a blanket, pursed his lips, and signaled Song Xuyi to rest on her shoulder with his eyes.

But Song Xuyi didn't realize her intention at first, and stared at He Siyu with wide eyes, and He Siyu finally stretched out his hand, pressing Song Xuyi's head impatiently and leaning against hers. shoulder.

Song Xuyi was a little embarrassed at first, closing his eyes and pretending to take a nap, but he was so familiar with He Siyu's breath that Song Xuyi didn't know when he really fell asleep.

She only remembered that a thought suddenly crossed her mind when she was in a trance before going to bed: This state between two people seems to be a bit like an old married couple who are at odds...

Afterwards, the two returned to the house that He Siyu had rented near the University of Finance and Economics.

Everything seems to be the same as before.

Song Xuyi is still very busy every day, and occasionally goes on business trips. After He Siyu accepted Song Xuyi's investment, the company started to get on the right track, and also became extremely busy.

But Song Xuyi found that no matter how late every day, He Siyu would insist on going home to sleep.

And once he found Song Xuyi's luggage at home, when Song Xuyi woke up the next morning, he would often see the back of He Siyu making breakfast for him.

The two tacitly did not mention the kiss that night, as if everything was just a drunken dream.

But everything is still a little different.

For example, when He Siyu faced Song Xuyi, his words became very few, and Song Xuyi no longer accepted He Siyu's dedication to him with peace of mind, and began to think about trying to make He Siyu not so hard...

It's been like this for two months.

When the final exam was about to come, Song Xuyi came back to the house near the school to prepare for the exam.

"Siyu, I have grown up and have the ability to live independently. You really don't want to take care of me like this..."

After waking up in the morning and finding that He Siyu had already made breakfast for herself in the kitchen, Song Xuyi couldn't help but decided to have a good talk with He Siyu.

When Song Xuyi came back the day before, it was past two o'clock in the night, and He Siyu hadn't come back at that time, and now it's only half past six in the morning, He Siyu got up again to make breakfast for herself, and He Siyu slept for four hours at most , so how can her body bear it?

"So, can't even take care of you now?"

Song Xuyi didn't expect that his words seemed to hurt He Siyu again.

"Don't think too much," He Siyu glanced at Song Xuyi, seeing Song Xuyi's wide eyes, she lowered her head, with a sad smile on her lips: "You just think I'm trying my best to please you! Who told you Is it my investor?"

It has to be said that He Siyu grasped Song Xuyi's pulse very well.

What Song Xuyi hated the most was He Siyu's dejected appearance.

Whenever He Siyu's beautiful face shows this expression, as long as it can make her show off, Song Xuyi even wants to give her his whole heart.

"That's not what I meant," Song Xuyi felt distressed, and hurriedly explained: "I just don't want you to work so hard..."

"Siyu, don't be sad. If you want, the relationship between us will remain the same as before, okay?"

"So this is the answer you've been thinking about for two months?"

However, these words did not appease He Siyu. He Siyu pursed his lips, turned off the gas stove, and turned around: "Xu Yi—"

"Then tell me, what do you say is the same as before?"

He Siyu's voice was calm, but his tone was slightly aggressive: "Can I hug you, hold hands with you, and kiss you like that night?"

He Siyu looked over with dark and hot eyes, which reminded Song Xuyi once again of the night he wanted to forget in his memory:

That night, He Siyu seemed to look at him like this...

Thinking of those fiery and hot kisses, Song Xuyi flinched, not daring to meet He Siyu's eyes at this moment, and took a step back involuntarily.

"Look, Xu Yi, you don't even dare to look at me now, why do you go back to the past with me..."

However, this action seemed to hurt He Siyu again.

He Siyu looked at Song Xuyi's appearance, his eyes became darker, and he moved his fingers by his side, but he didn't make any movements. He just lowered his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked more and more sad.

"I can't let go of you, Xu Yi. I know I'm not good enough for you. Without you, I might spend my whole life facing the loess in the mountains, and I don't know if I can live until now. It's my wolfish ambition that covets you. Thoughts. I'm sorry..."

"But I really can't control my feelings. Every time I do something for you, I feel extremely happy. I can cooperate with you and pretend that nothing happened, but can you not be so cruel, even my last Happiness is taken away?"

…

He Siyu's voice became hoarse again.

She... won't cry, will she?

Song Xuyi felt extremely uncomfortable.

She didn't know why things turned out like this, so she couldn't help but quietly turned her head and glanced at He Siyu.

He Siyu didn't cry, but she seemed to be more sad than crying, and her sadness and despair could be seen with naked eyes.

Behind He Siyu was the faint morning light, and the city had begun to wake up slowly, but Song Xuyi felt that He Siyu was falling into the eternal darkness little by little. She is wearing loose home clothes. She is stunningly beautiful without any makeup on. The home clothes can't cover up her curvaceous figure. Her drooping neck is white and slender like a swan. She looks fragile and depressed, like a tree with trembling branches A rose that can be broken at the touch of a hand...

In Song Xuyi's impression, He Siyu is beautiful and should be the focus of the crowd by nature. He never thought that He Siyu would show such a weak and depressed appearance, let alone that he was the culprit who caused her to become like this culprit.

Does she like herself that much?

Song Xuyi looked at the sad He Siyu, feeling unprecedented confusion and pity in his heart.

The system looked at Song Xuyi, who had tangled eyes, and the alarm bells in his heart rang out, "Xu Yi, calm down! You can't fall in love..."

However, just before the system spoke, He Siyu, who had been lowering his head, seemed to notice Song Xuyi's gaze and turned his head away.

In the early morning light, Song Xuyi saw the red corners of He Siyu's eyes and the water in them...

— she was still crying!

There were countless thoughts circling in his mind, about the confusion about the system, about the possible separation in the future... However, all the worries came to an abrupt end after seeing He Siyu wiping away his tears.

His heart seemed to be grabbed by something in an instant, Song Xuyi only felt pain in his heart, and when he returned to the system, he couldn't help crying.

"I'm sorry, I can't bear it! She's so beautiful, I can't see her cry..."

Even if we will be separated and forgotten in the future, so what?

Grasping the present is the most important thing.

As if he was afraid that the system would interfere with him and regret it, Song Xuyi turned off the excited system in the small black room after finishing speaking—

He Siyu couldn't forget this day long ago.

In fact, she didn't lose her mind that night. She kissed Song Xuyi desperately and wanted to be the first to brand Song Xuyi's heart. She was too afraid that Song Xuyi would be snatched away by others...

However, Song Xuyi did not push her away.

This gave He Siyu hope.

For a long time, she pretended to be excellent and motivated, but her heart was dry and dark. Song Xuyi was the only light that broke through the shackles. She knew that Song Xuyi's emotional response was relatively slow, and she was prepared for a long wait, and she also knew that Song Xuyi might not be able to give her the same affection back in her entire life.

The reason why she deliberately showed weakness in front of Song Xuyi and shed tears was because she knew that Song Xuyi couldn't bear her own tears, and wanted Song Xuyi to love herself more.

——She knows that such a self is extremely despicable, but she can't control herself: she is a beggar begging for affection, hoping for any affection from Song Xuyi, whether it is sympathy or pity, so that she can feel that Song Xuyi also cares about herself...

However, on this day, her dark world was sprinkled with skylight, and she heard the most beautiful voice in the world.

The little girl who cared about her, her cheeks were flushed, her white and soft fingers gently tugged at her sleeves, her eyes were shy but she didn't avoid her gaze—

The little girl bit her lower lip and said softly:

"Siyu, I have never liked anyone, nor do I plan to like anyone."

"But if that person is you, maybe we can give it a try..."

The author has something to say:

Xu Yi was brought into a ditch and sold, and counted the money for He Siyu~