"I love you."

Eighty-seven:

He stared at Chen Yu , full of anger, "I want to like you, not because I don't like you, but because I like you, that's why I want to like you!"

Qing Ling clenched her teeth, the grievance in her heart at this moment, like a long-packed dead volcano, a moment of magma eruption, instantly erupted out.

He doesn't understand why he's come full circle, half his life gone, and he's still back at square one.

He said he'd never make the same mistake as his parents, but he still ended up with his parents.

Everything changed, but only his fate.

No matter how hard he tried, it didn't seem to help.

He made to push the person in front of him away and tried to go back to his bedroom, but again Chen Yu held his wrists and forced them into his arms.

"You let go, and at this time, why don't you think I'm aggravated!" Qing Ling yelled.

He was angry and resentful, he had never resented Chen Yu so much, resented his presence.

He was the one who had obviously said he would always like himself.

He was also the one who said he would like himself best.

But now, he says to him, "I'm willing to divorce you."

What about all that talk about liking it?

Just talk about it?

It's just a joke, a perfunctory remark, just like the "favorite Bao Bao" his parents used to say!

Qing Ling crankily pushed him, but Chen Yu held on to him and wouldn't let go.

He could sense that Qing Ling's mood was off, and though he didn't know why, it was certainly more than what he had just said.

He hugged Qing Ling, feeling the trembling of the other's body, trying to soothe him, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, don't be angry, let's talk slowly, okay?"

"Say what?" Qing Ling said angrily, "Say we get a divorce? I promise you, I agree now! I'll divorce you! Right now!"

Chen Yu looked at his reddened eyes and felt nothing but heartache.

He said, "I was wrong. I won't say things like that anymore, okay? Don't you do that. Will you sit down first?"

He reached out to touch Qing Ling's face, but was slapped on the wrist by Qing Ling, "We're getting divorced, what are you doing touching me?!"

Chen Yu cupped his face and kissed him, and Qing Ling turned her head away from him and was taken back into his arms.

"Not leaving." Chen Yu sadly said, "I love you, I don't want to leave you."

Qing Ling's eyes suddenly turned sour, and the anger and aggression in his heart became intertwined into a rope, making him hate Chen Yu and at the same time unable to resist loving him.

He had never met someone like Chen Yu before, nor had he ever experienced such complicated feelings.

He thought that as long as he didn't admit it and didn't say it out loud, his feelings for Chen Yu weren't love.

But love, how could he control it.

VIII. Nine months ago, he was able to calmly smile and talk to Chen Yu about divorce, saying that he should think about it.

Eight. Nine months later, Chen Yu just said this for his sake, and he could not wait to lock him up, so that he would never dare to have such thoughts again in his life.

He does like Chen Yu, even if he doesn't admit it.

Qing Ling opened her mouth in anger and took a bite on his shoulder.

Chen Yu was caught off guard and was bitten by him, only to feel a sharp pain in his shoulder, he looked down at Qing Ling and could only see his silky black hair, not his expression.

He kissed his hair and let him bite himself, not saying a word, just hurting inside.

How could he not have expected Qing Ling to react so strongly to a single sentence?

His intention was only for his own good, he was afraid that he would become Qing Ling's bondage, and be a regret for him when Qing Ling looked back on this life later on.

Of course he doesn't want a divorce, he loves Qing Ling, and if he could, he would like to have Qing Ling by his side all the time.

Love is selfish, Chen Yu is also selfish, he also wants to possess this person in front of him.

That's why he prefaced the divorce by adding if you don't love me, if you can't like me.

In essence, he still hoped that Qing Ling could like him.

He thinks he likes him.

As in, he wanted to like him in general.

It was just that Qing Ling's reaction was too much out of his expectation.

This is something Chen Yu never expected, but will never forget.

He hugged Qing Ling tightly and held him carefully, and he said, "We're not getting divorced, as long as you don't want to, we'll always be together, and I'll always like you, okay?"

Qing Ling bit his shoulder, her teeth hard, and the whole thing seemed to be suppressing some sort of emotion.

His chest fluttered slightly as he slowly loosened up, his tone not even quite steady as he said, "After you say that now, who knows what you'll say in a couple days."

"You even said before that you would always like me, but now? Don't you want to divorce me too?"

"Your likes are not reliable at all." Qing Ling shuddered.

Chen Yu hugged him and tried to kiss him on the lips but he bit back and blood flowed out.

Qing Ling, blood on his lips, bright red and stinging, said, "I hate it when people talk to me about divorce."

Throwback.

Chen Yu lifted his hand and slowly wiped the blood from his lips with the tip of his thumb, saying gently, "Then we will never speak again."

He looked at Qing Ling, who was as angry but aggrieved as a trapped animal, "Let's not even say it anymore, okay? No matter who comes along, we will never say this again, okay?"

Qing Ling has calmed down a bit.

Chen Yu was really scared by him and hugged him and sat down on the small sofa beside him, kissing him tenderly.

Qing Ling didn't say anything, he lowered his head for a long time before finally leaning into his arms as if he had forgiven him.

Chen Yu hanging a heart, finally slowly put down.

The night was quiet, and so were the two people who made the commotion.

Chen Yu didn't dare to mention Wenhao Guo, but could only calm him down and keep coaxing him.

Qing Ling didn't seem to want to talk or look at him, just leaned in and was silent.

Just when Chen Yu felt that Qing Ling seemed to be about to fall asleep, he opened his mouth in a very soft voice.

He said, "I don't like Wenhao Guo, I don't even know him well, I've only met him once."

Chen Yu's half-said words instantly retracted, not even knowing how to reply.

But Qing Ling didn't need his answer either.

He then said, "Qing Ling doesn't really like him, but to a greater extent, he's using him, trying to get Wenhao Guo to like him. He likes Wenhao Guo to be nice to him."

Chen Yu was somewhat puzzled.

He saw Qing Ling look up, his eyes calm, and he asked, "Did you not understand?"

Chen Yu nodded, "Yes a little."

"Because we are two people in ourselves, I and the Qing Ling you married, are not, in themselves, one person."

Chen Yu was stunned.

Qing Ling looked at him, but no longer had the nagging feeling she had before.

He even felt that he should have made it clear a long time ago, that he had said it earlier, and that he would not have to hear Chen Yu talking to him about divorce.

Or at worst, hearing Chen Yu talk to him about divorce.

Better than just, caught off guard and unprepared, hearing that.

"I'm not from your world, you can understand it as parallel time, I'm from another world, the day after you and Qing Ling got married, I crossed over and I became him, so that's when I said to you, let's get a divorce."

"Because I didn't, at that point, even know you or be ready to be with you."

"What I received at first was his resentment, it was about what you had wronged him, so I was rude to you at first, then you explained it clearly to me, and I thought you were not at fault, so I didn't take it any further. You said you wanted to have a good life with me, and I agreed. I didn't lie to you, it's really hard for me to like someone else, I haven't liked Wenhao Guo, nor anyone else. Now, do you understand?"

Chen Yu was silent.

He felt as if he understood, and as if he understood even less.

"You're not Qing Ling?"

"I'm not the Qing Ling of this world , I'm the Qing Ling of another world, if you want the Qing Ling of this world, then I'm sorry, I don't know where he's gone, and I don't know how to give him back to you, but I can promise you a divorce."

Qing Ling gets out of his lap and regains his footing.

He looked straight at this Chen Yu and seemed to contain no emotion as he said, "It's hard to accept, isn't it? I'll give you time to digest it, and time to think about whether or not you want to divorce me."

After he finished speaking, he was ready to leave, however, just as his steps were taken and before they fell, he felt someone hoop his waist from behind.

The next second, he fell back into Chen Yu's arms.

Qing Ling turned to look at him.

Chen Yu helplessly said, "Are you deliberately trying to anger me? For so long, it was you who lived with me, and you know full well that I love this current you."

"Yes?" Qing Ling asked rhetorically, "Can you be sure?"

"You still have time to think about it now; after all, it wasn't me you wanted to marry when you got married."

Chen Yu simply can't do anything about him.

He sighed and hugged the person back up, saying in a nice voice, "Don't be angry, I'll never mention Wenhao Guo again, okay?"

"We are not talking about Wenhao Guo." Qing Ling coldly said, "It's about me, Chen Yu , I'm not lying to you, I'm pledging my life to you that what I'm saying is true. So you'd better think carefully."

"I don't need to think." Chen Yu said, "I am very clear that what I like is you, and I am also very clear about when I started to like you. If according to what you said, you are not a person, then I can also tell you very clearly that when we got married, we originally had no feelings, it's just that he forced himself to want it and I gambled and agreed."

"It was a bad marriage in and of itself, it's just that you came along later and made a bad thing into a good thing."

"Yes?" Qing Ling was the one who finally smiled.

He looked at Chen Yu , and the emotions in his eyes slowly converged and finally gathered in his black eyes.

It's like the center of a thunderstorm wrapped in a raging storm, fierce yet fragile.

He tugged at the neckline of Chen Yu's robe, staring at the other party like a wolf, favoring his fingers as they trembled imperceptibly.

"Then remember what you said today." Qing Ling gritted her teeth, "Remember what you said about you liking me, and remember that you were the one who chose me after learning everything."

"If, in the future, you dare to talk about divorce one more time, don't blame me for doing something irrational."

Chen Yu looked at the reddened vulnerability in his eyes, took hold of his slightly trembling hand, and pressed him into his arms.

"It won't." He kissed Qing Ling's lips and said tenderly, "I love you."

Qing Ling bit his lip and kissed him back roughly.

He □□□□, straddled Chen Yu's lap, and the hand holding the neckline of his robe yanked down hard, ripping off the right half of his robe.