One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Six Out of Control (Part 2)

Tang Yu was not a good-tempered person, but he was the most restrained and tolerant towards her.

"I don't want to get mad at you anymore. Come here!"

Song Zhixing sniffed.

It was obvious that she was being bullied tonight and she was the one who should be angry. Why could he say such things so confidently?

Tang Yu stood at the head of the bed, staring at her intently. She was still afraid, so in the end, she opened a corner of the quilt and moved her body inside. But the whole time, her body was tense and her eyes were fixed on him, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly turn into a demon again.

——

That night, Song Zhixing didn't sleep much.

Tang Yu said, ‘Song Zhixing, I want to be your man! ’ Like a demonic voice, it kept lingering in her ears, tearing at her fragile nerves. She wished that this was just a nightmare and that when she woke up, everything would be back to normal and nothing had happened. In other words, Tang Yu was just drunk and talking drunkenly to her.

But……

neither.

After everything she experienced tonight, she could no longer deceive herself.

She bit the quilt and shed tears. People who have never experienced it will never understand what a shameful and ridiculous experience it is to be remembered by one's elders - elders whom one once respected.

The next day.

Before dawn, she quietly got up with a pair of dark circles under her eyes. The tears haven't dried yet, and there's still a layer of moisture hanging on the eyelashes.

She didn't even bother to wash her face and brush her teeth before moving the suitcase out of the closet. When she arrived at the dressing room and opened the clothes cabinet, she was stunned when she looked at the clothes hanging in the cabinet, and she could hardly hold back the tears again.

The clothes in the cabinet were all bought by Tang Yu for her.

Although Tang Yu is away from home all year round, her living arrangements are controlled remotely - skirts cannot go above the knees, the collars of clothes cannot go below the collarbone, and the back cannot be exposed.

Song Zhixing sniffed, and finally stuffed the suitcase in again. He just took three sets of school uniforms and stuffed them casually into his schoolbag.

She will never be controlled by him again, so she won't accept any arrangements from him again. It’s best... from now on, two people,

I really don’t want to see you again! That way, something as horrific as last night would never happen again.

Now thinking back to the scene of him being pressed under him last night, Song Zhixing still felt scared.

She packed up her things and ran to wash up. Looking in the mirror, I saw the necklace around my neck at a glance - this was also a gift from Tang Yu.

She thought she liked it very much before, but at this moment, it was dazzling no matter how she looked at it. Without thinking much, she lifted her long hair and took off the necklace.

She doesn't want it anymore!

She didn't want anything he gave her!

In this way, at least she will no longer be controlled by him. There is no need to endure the beastly thing he did last night!

Song Zhixing finished washing, picked up his schoolbag, and walked out of the room.

"Miss?" Sister Li was doing hygiene on the second floor. When she saw her, she was extremely surprised. "Why is it so early today? I usually stay in bed for a long time."

Seeing Sister Li was like seeing his own family, and the grievance in Song Zhixing's heart emerged again. She sniffed, "Sister Li, I won't live here anymore."

Sister Li was stunned, put down her work, and couldn't help but look at her twice, "What nonsense are you talking about! This is home, where can you live if you don't live here?"

"This is not my home." Song Zhixing began to cry as he spoke.

On weekdays, she is carefree all day long. Sister Li felt distressed when she saw her like this, "You are so good, why are you crying? Have you been wronged in some way?"

Yes, it’s not just about being wronged. Last night, I was almost raped by Tang Yu.

But……

Song Zhixing yelled these words in his heart 100 times, but he would never dare to say them out. It was so embarrassing that she felt embarrassed even thinking about it.

"Sister Li, help me return this to Tang Yu."

Song Zhixing handed the chain on his hand to Sister Li.

Sister Li took a look and said, "Don't you like it very much? Why don't you want it? And... the second master is your second uncle. If he knows that you call him by his first name, he will be angry again."

Song Zhixing bit his lower lip and said nothing with a sullen face.

What kind of uncle is he who can do what he did to him last night?

"Give it to him for me. I'll leave first." Song Zhixing didn't want to say any more, so he slung his bulging schoolbag over his shoulder and left. Sister Li said "Hey", "Miss Lao Mo hasn't gotten up yet! It's still dark, how can anyone go to school so early?"

"I walked out and took a taxi."

As soon as Song Zhixing finished speaking, the door of the master bedroom was opened from the inside with a click.

The man's slender body stepped out slowly, bringing a strong sense of oppression. He obviously got up early too, and was now dressed in formal attire.

Compared to Song Zhixing, who looked a little embarrassed at the moment, with his eyes as swollen as walnuts, he looked calm as if nothing happened last night.

Just when his eyes passed over the necklace in Sister Li's hand that she had not yet put away, a dark glow quietly flashed across her eyes, but it quickly faded away.

"I'm leaving first." Song Zhixing became more and more afraid of him, took a step back, tightened the strap of his schoolbag, and was about to leave first. Even Sister Li on the side noticed something was wrong between the two of them.

"Go downstairs and have breakfast." Song Zhixing just took a step forward, and Tang Yu's faint voice sounded behind him.

She shouldn't listen to him anymore!

She gritted her teeth and walked faster, as if she hadn't heard her words.

Tang Yu took the necklace from Sister Li's hand, his eyes slightly gloomy. He glanced at the figure jogging on the stairs again. His thin lips were pursed. He held the necklace tightly and walked downstairs in a heavy step. He told Sister Li in a low voice: "Ask the kitchen to prepare two breakfasts."

"Okay."

Sister Li responded and glanced at the door. The young lady was about to go out, was there really a need for two breakfasts?

But...

It seems that the second master and the young lady really had a quarrel!

——

Song Zhixing walked to the door and was stopped by someone. She didn't expect Du Hui to be waiting at the door.

"Du Hui, let me out!"

"Young lady, you should go back and have breakfast. You are not in good health. If you don't eat breakfast properly, you will have a stomachache, and the second master will have to worry about it again..."

"Don't mention him to me. Whether I have a stomachache or not, I don't need him to worry about it." Song Zhixing interrupted Du Hui and pushed him, "Let me go!"

"What happened? Why are you so angry?" Du Hui pinched her hands.

"You are all bullies!" It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it. Once she did, Song Zhixing couldn't hold back her emotions. Her nose twitched and she was about to cry. "You are all 30 years old. Do you think it's fun to pick on me, an 18-year-old?"

Du Hui was really shocked.

I am most afraid of girls crying. However, because of the last experience, I must not let go this time.