Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 562 - 511: Jun and Your Liangsheng Ending, Middle Part: So Good 2
Huo Shaojun stared at the tears on Jian Liangtong’s face, his voice cold and haunting, "Feeling better? If not, go ahead again."
Jian Liangtong’s body trembled uncontrollably, "I hate you!"
Huo Shaojun lowered his eyes and suddenly grabbed Jian Liangtong’s hand, fiercely slapping his own face with it.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes widened, crying, "You madman, madman... let me go, let me go..."
Huo Shaojun disregarded Jian Liangtong’s pain and panic, continuously pulling her hand to hit his face.
"Ah... why are you... why are you doing this... let go..."
"What do you want from me?"
"Stop hitting, stop hitting, sob..."
"Please, stop hitting..."
"Ah... it hurts so much, it hurts so much, why..."
"..."
Jian Liangtong’s emotions finally crumbled.
She reached out to clutch the spot over her heart, crying as she collapsed onto his chest.
What happened between them?
Why did they end up like this?
Who was wrong, who was wrong...
Jian Liangtong lifted her tear-stained face, released her grip on her chest, and touched the face reddened from being "hit," "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
She couldn’t bring herself to hit him!
Even in anger, that slap earlier wasn’t delivered with full force.
But the countless slaps he forced her to deliver were done with full strength each time.
"Brother, how do I make it so you don’t hate? Please tell me, won’t you? I’m begging you, tell me."
Huo Shaojun’s eyes were blood-red, his large hand covered Jian Liangtong’s hand lightly touching his face, squeezing tightly, "You should tell me what I should do with you?"
"..."
After the extreme emotional outburst, the body became an empty shell, piled with desolation and barrenness.
Jian Liangtong leaned against Huo Shaojun’s chest, the steady sound of a man’s heartbeat in her ears.
At this moment, Huo Shaojun shed his violence and harshness, transforming into that gentle, world-class boy in their memories.
He softly stroked her long hair, gazing at her eyes gently and warmly. "Brother," Jian Liangtong suddenly spoke, her soft, melodious voice seemed to drift from a distant place.
"Hmm." Huo Shaojun kissed the top of her head, responded gently.
"I miss Hei Niu."
Huo Shaojun’s gaze shifted lightly, watching her through lowered lashes.
Jian Liangtong was very quiet, but her expression was empty, "When I was ten, you suddenly disappeared, and no matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find you.
I began to doubt whether the gentle brother who used to pat my head really existed. Whenever I had these doubts, I would go find Hei Niu, and seeing Hei Niu, I knew my doubts were wrong.
You indeed appeared, and gave me many beautiful memories... No one has ever given me the kind of beauty you gave me."
Huo Shaojun’s cold, hard heart was split open, allowing much softness to flow out from within.
"Not long after, my parents took me away from my grandparents, and only on holidays would they bring me back to visit them, during which I could only see Hei Niu on holidays. I remember the last time I saw Hei Niu was on National Day when I was thirteen. After that National Day, I never saw Hei Niu again."
Jian Liangtong lowered her voice significantly towards the end.
"Hei Niu passed peacefully, without pain." Huo Shaojun raised her chin, gently looking at Jian Liangtong’s reddened eyes.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes narrowed slightly, "You knew?"
Huo Shaojun nodded, "I accompanied it."
Jian Liangtong sniffed, "Hei Niu liked you the most, listened to you the best, if you told it to bite someone, it would bite, if you wanted it to be close to someone, it would."
Huo Shaojun pulled a smile, gently stroking her smooth long hair.
Jian Liangtong’s heart couldn’t control its tremor, hurriedly moved her gaze away from his face, "That girl who came looking for you at the hotel suite, was she your girlfriend?"
She finally asked.
She asked!
Jian Liangtong’s lowered eyes flushed red.
"..." Yet Huo Shaojun was momentarily stunned by Jian Liangtong’s question.
He frowned slightly, staring at Jian Liangtong, hardly recalling such a person.
No reply from him.
Jian Liangtong lifted her head to look at him, "Gong Xinyan, is she also your girlfriend?"
Huo Shaojun, "..."
The girl who watched movies with him in the cinema, the one who came looking for him at the hotel, and Gong Xinyan...
Jian Liangtong tightly bit her lower lip, feeling a surge of bitterness and sourness in her heart.
There were so many girls around him, countless women wanted to be Huo Shaojun’s woman.
Why does he still insist on entangling with her?
Merely out of hatred?
Yet.
Regarding the past events, she was a victim too!
And the initiator... was his mother...
What did she do wrong?
"Brother, even without me, you could still live a good life, couldn’t you?" Jian Liangtong said bitterly.
Is he living well?
Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes held a sharp glare, staring at Jian Liangtong, "You have no right to judge whether I’m living well or not!"
Jian Liangtong nodded, "Yes, I admit I have no right."
Jian Liangtong’s throat itched severely, her eyes stinging as she looked at him, huskily, "But since I have no right, why do you still want me in your life? You hate me so much, shouldn’t you wish for me to be as far away from you as possible, never appearing in front of you again?"
"What you’re saying is a complete waste of breath! Because no matter what you say, for the rest of my life, don’t expect me to let you go! I’ve told you, I, Huo Shaojun, will entangle with you, Jian Liangtong, till the end!" Huo Shaojun coldly stared at Jian Liangtong, speaking heavily.
"I don’t understand." Jian Liangtong’s voice grew hoarser, her eyes filling with redness, "You hate me; if we’re together, wouldn’t seeing me every day be painful for you?"
"Whether it’s painful or not is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" Huo Shaojun said coldly, his face tense, staring at Jian Liangtong.
"How can it have nothing to do with me? Knowing you hate me, how do you expect me to be with you!?"
"Then find a way to make me not hate!" Huo Shaojun replied.
"..." Jian Liangtong suddenly froze.
Her bright red eyes instantly turned bewildered as she gazed at Huo Shaojun’s cold and profound face, "What way?"
Huo Shaojun furrowed his brow, deeply staring at Jian Liangtong.
Inside, Huo Shaojun’s heart was clear.
For the past four years, his hatred for Jian Liangtong grew deeper, all due to her escape.
Not entirely because of that incident.
If in the future, she wholeheartedly follows him... and loves him.
Even if he can’t quite get over it in his heart, he wouldn’t wrong her.
Perhaps someday, because of the happiness she brings by being by his side, he’d forget how to hate!
Both Huo Shaojun and Jian Liangtong hadn’t eaten for two days.
Ning Wenqing provided Jian Liangtong with expensive and effective medication, and after a day and night, the scars on Jian Liangtong’s body had faded considerably.
The pain in some places also lessened greatly, at least she could get out of bed and move around with no problem, though walking with large steps caused mild stabbing pain.
Huo Shaojun was downstairs in the open kitchen cooking noodles, while Jian Liangtong went to the bathroom to clean herself.
Coming out of the bathroom, Huo Shaojun had already finished cooking noodles and called for her.
"The noodles are ready." Huo Shaojun stood at the door, gazing at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong was only wrapped in a white towel, seeing him look at her like that, her slightly flushed shoulders shrank up, she said softly, "I’ll change my clothes and come down."
"Uh-huh." Huo Shaojun continued to stare at her.
Jian Liangtong felt uncomfortable, lightly inhaling, and lowered her head as she walked towards the dressing room.
Entering the dressing room, Jian Liangtong was surprised.
Apart from the majority of men’s clothing, there were also neatly arranged women’s clothing, all of which were specially kept well.
These women’s clothes were all familiar to Jian Liangtong.
Because they were all prepared for her by Huo Shaojun four years ago when she lived here.
It’s just that there were so many.
She had many she hadn’t even had a chance to wear yet...
Jian Liangtong looked at the clothes, those memories intentionally forgotten, sweet yet torturous, instantly filled her thoughts.
Jian Liangtong thought and thought, her eyes reddened as her lips slowly curved.
Turns out, no matter how much despair and pain one has gone through, people can never refuse the words "happiness."
Downstairs in the dining room.
Jian Liangtong and Huo Shaojun sat facing each other.
Considering Jian Liangtong’s injuries.
The noodles Huo Shaojun made were plain, yet looked as good as always.
Jian Liangtong ate quietly, appearing quite restrained.
Huo Shaojun didn’t eat, just watched her.
In the dressing room, Jian Liangtong had chosen a red long dress with ruffled sleeves; her two slender white arms looked especially delicate under the wide sleeves.
Huo Shaojun glanced over her arms that seemed like they were barely covered by skin, his long brows furrowed, speaking sternly, "Gain ten pounds within a month!"
Ten pounds...
Jian Liangtong twitched her lips, lifting her head from the noodle bowl with her delicate brows furrowed, "I’m not a pig."
"You’re not a pig, you’re a monkey!" Huo Shaojun snorted.
"..." Jian Liangtong was speechless, narrowing her eyes as she said, "I think I’m fine just the way I am, no need to gain weight."
"A skeleton, fine?" Huo Shaojun said seriously, pressing his brows as he glared at her.
Skeleton?
Jian Liangtong almost choked on her noodles, pursed her red lips, dissatisfied, she mumbled, "Have you ever seen a skeleton as good-looking as me?"
Huo Shaojun pressed his lips, a soft gleam flashed quickly in his eyes as he said coldly after a while, "Even if you’re the best-looking among skeletons, you’re still a skeleton!"
"..." Seriously, how can one properly eat noodles with this going on?
After eating noodles, Jian Liangtong habitually stood up, ready to clean up the bowls and utensils.
"Go sit in the living room." Huo Shaojun said.
Jian Liangtong was taken aback, then saw him clean up the bowls and went to the kitchen.
Jian Liangtong blinked.
Did the sun rise from the west?
Huo Shaojun cleaned up the kitchen, went to the living room, and saw Jian Liangtong sitting at a corner of the sofa, curling up into a ball, seriously watching the TV.
Huo Shaojun sat in the seat next to her, his eyes glanced at the TV screen and his long brows slightly moved.
On TV was playing a movie he had filmed last year themed around "Anti-Drug."
Huo Shaojun hid his long lashes, a few seconds later, he lightly turned his head to look at Jian Liangtong again.
