Li Yu trembled in pain but refused to pull away, instead intensifying his movements. The metallic taste of blood spread through their tangled mouths.
He couldn't fathom where Li Yu found such strength. It was always him, the bully, forcing kisses on others.
He'd never received the same treatment before. This enraged him, and he began pummeling Li Yu with fists and feet.
Li Yu gasped hoarsely, his voice raspy:
"I won't give you up to anyone. What's mine, Li Yu's, is always mine...
Jian Suying ground out two words through clenched teeth, "Bullshit." He shoved Li Yu away forcefully, grabbed the vase from the shoe cabinet, and smashed it toward him.
Jian Suiying stared at Li Yu's blood-soaked face, feeling the veins on his forehead throb violently. For a moment, he couldn't react.
what Li Yu had said. He frowned and asked, " "What did you say?"
Li Yu sniffed softly, wiping her face with a white undershirt. After just a few swipes, she realized the fabric was soaked through with blood. No matter how hard she tried,
couldn't get it clean.
Jian Suiying watched him, lips pressed together, trying to gauge how hard that blow had landed. If he left now, could Li Yu die here alone?
Li Yu, weakened by blood loss, began to feel dizzy. He squinted, his eyelashes damp with his own blood as he stared at Jian Suiying.
A flash of white light erupted in Li Yu's mind, momentarily stunning him.
Chaos swirled in Li Yu's mind. What had he done?
Li Yu slumped onto the sofa, his head slowly dropping as a steady stream of blood dripped onto the floor. Jian Suiying tried several times to leave, yet found himself unable to move.
Li Yu had no time to tend to his own wounds. He was desperately mustering his mental strength, strategizing how to strike back at Jian Suilin.
Fortunately, fortunately, he had kept a backup plan from the start.
Jian Suiying couldn't hold back any longer. "Here's your phone. Call an ambulance yourself."
Li Yu slowly turned his head, fixing Jian Suiying with a piercing gaze. "Brother Jian, you should go." Jian Suiying frowned at him.
strutting out of my life. Mark my words—that little duckling out there, or anyone else for that matter, means nothing.
. No one can control you—only me, only Li Yu. You can only be with me."
..."
Jian Suiying watched helplessly as Li Yu slumped sideways onto the sofa.
Xiao Zhu's face remained pale throughout, too afraid to ask Jian Suiying what had happened. But seeing that Jian Suiying was unharmed, he
felt somewhat relieved. That man...
Xiao Zhu thought of Li Yu.
He wasn't surprised at all that Jian Suiying liked that person. He truly was one in a million, both in temperament and appearance
, and most importantly, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Jian Suiying.
In Xiao Zhu's eyes, Jian Suiying was someone who demanded the very best in everything. He carried an innate sense of superiority, his eyes only seeing
the finest things. So the person he liked should also be someone who appeared flawless.
Xiao Zhu couldn't quite pinpoint whether he felt pain or something else. It wasn't so much that he liked Jian Suiying as that he admired him.
In his heart, Jian Suiying was something he could never reach, so he never dared to hope.
He just didn't know how much longer he could enjoy having Jian Suiying by his side.