One Hundred and Twenty-Three The Deep Love Buried by Time (Including Warm Scenes)

"I'll go over there for a moment." Jing Rong said to the female classmate behind him, and with a little force on his hand, he pressed the button on the wheelchair and was about to go over to the figure.

However, before he could move, another voice came softly.

"Yanzhi." A very beautiful woman, wearing high heels, walked towards him. This woman was a completely different type from the teacher he had met before.

They were both very beautiful, but this one looked more comfortable.

On the night of New Year's Eve, he went out on a date. Was it her?

Jing Rong thought, and stopped moving his hands.

The female classmate behind him asked, "Do you want to go over there? I'll push you over there."

"No need." Jing Rong shook his head. When he looked up again, he saw the man leaning over and kissing the woman on the lips.

Jing Rong turned his face away, and a layer of coldness appeared on his face. Inexplicably, a bad feeling of being fooled surged into his heart, and then, more complicated emotions climbed up.

He pushed the wheelchair by himself and turned to go in another direction.

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After Jingyu came back from the hospital, she had been waiting for that person to come and find her.

He would show up.

This time, maybe it would be their last time.

It would be good to meet, or it would be fine to have some intersection.

She waited for a whole afternoon, but he didn't come. At night, Jingyu was finally tired of waiting, and went back to her room to take a shower.

While drying her hair, she turned around and looked at the simple luggage in the cupboard, and she felt sour unconsciously in her heart.

She had been staying in this cold big house alone for a while, as if she was alone in a cage. She was eager to leave here, but now that she really had to leave, she was inexplicably reluctant.

She knew whether she was reluctant to leave here or someone.

Putting down the towel, she dragged the suitcase out, and then opened the cupboard to pick up the clothes one by one, and folded them on the bed.

She was heavy-hearted.

She had all kinds of thoughts in her mind.

The past, the present, and the future were randomly intertwined.

She was so focused that she didn't notice the car horns downstairs, nor did she notice that a figure had been standing at the door, looking at her for a long time.

Yu Zeyao looked at her movements coldly, and the folded clothes showed her urgency to leave.

Jingyu seemed to finally feel something and suddenly raised her head. The two of them were not too far away from each other, and their eyes met. She trembled, tightened her grip on the clothes in her hands, and her heart twisted into a ball.

Yu Zeyao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and walked in a few steps, holding her waist with one hand, inserting the other hand into her wet hair, holding the back of her head, and forcing her face close to him, and then, his cold lips shone on her lips and kissed her fiercely.

I can't sink anymore, it's time to end...

But this is the last time! What's wrong with the last indulgence?

In Jingyu's painful heart, two voices kept pulling her nerves and tearing her heart. Finally, emotions prevailed, and all rationality was shattered because of the cry of "the last time".

She sniffed, and instinctively wrapped her hands around the man's neck. She opened her red lips slightly, letting his tongue entangle with hers.

He drank again.

The smell of alcohol was strong. He didn't seem to be doing well during this period of time. Every time he came here, he was full of alcohol.

** In despair and pain, it burst out more and more fiercely. Yu Zeyao seemed to want to vent something, and seemed to be trying hard to grab something at the last moment. He rolled on her lips, sucking and biting. It seemed that he wanted to take this person deeply into his body.

In this way, she will not leave!

In this way, she will belong to him completely!

All his inner torment turned into lust. He tore off her pajamas and hugged her and fell into the big bed behind him...

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As if it was the last entanglement, he seemed to know no tiredness at all. Jing Yu couldn't bear it, begging for mercy, but he never let her go.

When everything was over, she lay on the bed and couldn't move anymore.

Her body was shaking violently. The heat between her legs was still burning her.

She thought he would leave immediately after doing it, just like every time before. So, with great effort, she slightly lifted her eyelashes and pointed her finger at the head of the bed.

"Everything you want is there."

"Key, unlocking password, cracking program."

Her voice was light and broken.

Yu Zeyao ignored them, just put one hand around her waist, held her hand with the other hand, turned her over, and hugged her into his arms.

The familiar breath on the man made her deeply intoxicated. And this chest that always made her feel at ease...

There will never be another one in the future.

"Sleep for a while if you are tired." Yu Zeyao said hoarsely.

Jingyu's nose was sour, and the two hands pressing on his chest clenched. In the end, she didn't put her arms around him.

She closed her eyes again and forced herself to fall asleep.

When she woke up, everything was really over...

All the experiences during this period of time were probably just a dream. A

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Wen Yanzhi returned home early.

However, Jingrong was still wandering outside. When the clock pointed to 11 o'clock and Wen Yanzhi smoked his eighth cigarette, there was finally movement at the door.

Jingrong came in and smelled the smoke in the room. He did not stop, but pushed his wheelchair into the elevator.

Being completely ignored, Wen Yanzhi was furious.

Jingrong went upstairs from the elevator, and he strode directly up the stairs. When the elevator reached the second floor, he blocked the door.

"Get out of the way." Jingrong saw him, his face tense.

"Where have you been?" Wen Yanzhi questioned. Damn it! He felt that he looked like a difficult woman! If any woman had dared to question him like this before, he would have dumped her without saying a word.

Jingrong was as cold as usual and ignored him. Pushing the wheelchair out, Wen Yanzhi subconsciously dodged to his side, and he went back to his room.

Wen Yanzhi followed him and grabbed his wheelchair, "Why did you come back so late? In the middle of the night, a man and a woman alone, what good can you do?"

Jingrong turned his head, frowned, and stared at his hand that fell on his wheelchair, "Take your hand away!"

Although he was young, the tone of his command was not weak. Wen Yanzhi was startled, and he actually took his hand back instinctively.

Fuck! When did he become so useless that he was stunned by a little brat. If this matter is told to others, people will laugh at him!

He cursed and chased after him again.

Jing Rong just treated him as air, and Wen Yanzhi was always making trouble beside him. He wanted to change clothes - his left hand was much better now. Although he couldn't lift heavy objects, changing clothes was no problem.

His fingers fell on the button of his shirt, but he didn't move. He just glanced coldly at a childish man who was holding his pajamas, "Why don't you go out?"

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