novelaction Chapter 139 She Has No Desire to Survive
Chapter 139 She Has No Desire to Survive
Ling Zhen clenched his teeth tightly, and his courage to confess was strangled in his throat by these words.
What's the point of living for a coward like her?
Hu Nanzhen looked at Ling Zhen and returned to her usual carefree self. "Don't mind me, I just wanted to vent my frustrations to you. By the way, what's with the marks on your chest?"
Ling Zhen's heart tightened, and his eyes moved nervously a few times, "No, it was just a mosquito bite."
Hu Nanzhen chuckled, "Ling Zhen, do you think I'm a three-year-old? I can tell at a glance that it was sucked out by a man. You just broke up, so tell me, who was that person? You didn't get back together with Yi Xin, did you?"
"No, not him."
Tang Shuya's face flashed through Ling Zhen's mind.
"Who is that?" Hu Nanzhen asked with a smile, but there was something in her eyes that Ling Zhen could not see clearly, like a black cloud, heavily covering Hu Nanzhen's eyes.
"That day I went to a bar by myself and ran into someone, and then, I did that. I don't even know who he was..."
Ling Yuan spoke hesitantly, his hands unconsciously clenched.
"Ah? Sure, you actually learned how to have a one-night stand?"
Ling Zhen didn't expect Hu Nanzhen to believe her lame lie so easily. Seeing her teasing her with a smile on her face, she felt more and more uneasy.
"It's not that you're the type who does great things quietly. It's a good thing that you can unleash your true nature, but," Hu Nanzhen paused and reminded seriously, "are you on birth control? This kind of thing is fun, but if you get pregnant, it'll be hard to deal with. After all, you don't know if the other person has a wife or girlfriend, right?"
This joking remark made Ling Yuan's ears hurt, as if pricked by a sharp needle.
She seemed to be talking about Ling Zhen's casual one-night stand, but it seemed like she had a deeper meaning.
Ling Zhen smiled awkwardly, "I know, don't worry."
Hu Nanzhen didn't ask for details, chatted for a few more minutes, and then left the room.
Ling Zhen lay in bed, looking out the window. There were no colorful neon lights of the city, and the sky seemed particularly dark...
In the middle of the night, Tang Shuya couldn't help but go to Ling Ru's room.
The bed was empty, there was no one there.
A hint of panic quickly appeared in his gentle eyes, and he turned and ran out.
The night was like a piece of deep blue velvet, gently covering the sparkling sea. Under the moonlight, the waves sparkled with silver light, as if countless silver fish were jumping on the sea.
Every wave dances with the moonlight, surrounded by an ambiguous and hazy romance.
Yes, it should be romantic. When Tang Shuya saw the man standing in the sea, he felt his heart suddenly tighten.
Although only for a moment.
The wind gently lifted her long hair and fluttered her white skirt.
The figure was so thin that it made people feel distressed, as if it was about to fly away with the warm and humid sea breeze.
The sea water had already reached her calves, but she seemed unaware and continued to walk slowly into the deeper sea.
The sky was filled with stars, and Ling Zhen felt that the moon here was really beautiful and big. It was even closer than the one he saw in the city, so close that it seemed within reach.
The cold sea water made her legs numb, and she vaguely felt that she was still moving. She just couldn't help but want to get closer and closer.
Suddenly, a force grabbed her arm. She turned around unexpectedly and saw the man standing behind her. He was very close to her. His tall figure completely enveloped her, as if imprisoning her.
Ling Zhen's body stiffened, and his clenched hands unconsciously tightened a little.
"Didn't you take a break?"
Tang Shuya held her hand tightly, his jawline tense. After a while, he raised his lips to her, his eyes dark and obscure. "You wanted to die just now but failed. Do you want to die again now?"
Hearing the word "death", Ling Zhen suddenly raised his eyes, but the emotions in his heart surged like a raging storm, and he looked at Tang Shuya in astonishment.
Her pale, thin lips trembled for a few moments, but in the end she didn't say a word.
"Curious how I know that? If I remember correctly, you can swim, right?"
He remembers.
How could he forget?
That was when Ling Zhen had not yet graduated from college. One time, he went to the university to pick her up on a whim.
It was not time for the get out of class to end yet, and he found out that Ling Zhen's class was taking swimming lessons.
Even though she was wearing the most ordinary swimsuit, he still saw her at a glance.
He stared at her, and saw that she had a light figure, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the sunlight, and a layer of white fat faintly visible under her creamy snow-white skin. The thin swimsuit was close to her skin, drawing a velvety arc.
The limbs are exposed to the air, white, tender and soft, like a silent temptation.
Many boys present kept looking at her secretly, and some shameless ones just stared at her without any hesitation.
Men are visual animals.
Until now, the most impressive thing is that she only exposed her two white thighs and swam around in the splashing water.
Ling Zhen didn't dare to look him in the eye and silently looked away, but Tang Shuya pinched her chin with one hand and forced her to look up at him.
"Why didn't you answer me? I guessed it was right, didn't I?"
Although the incident happened suddenly today, the water where she fell into the water was not deep.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find her so easily.
But when he found her, she had already closed her eyes, her limbs floating in the sea water, without struggling or calling out, just letting herself sink slowly.
She had no desire to live.
Under the cover of night, his face appeared hazy, but his lacquer-black eyes reflected the cold moonlight, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if it could penetrate the secrets in people's hearts, and it was icy cold to the bone.
She felt uneasy when she was stared at and her body trembled slightly.
"Ling Zhen, you deliberately provoked Xu Jia to attack you. Do you think you can get rid of me if you die?"
"You're wrong. If you die, I'll want Xu Jia to be buried with you. Then our affair won't be hidden either."
"If Hu Nanzhen knew what would happen if you died, would she forgive you? Or would she live the rest of her life with hatred?"
A clear and cold voice came out from the man's thin lips. He spoke very slowly and softly, emphasizing each word, as if hitting her heart.
Her voice was choked with sobs: "Don't say anymore, don't say anymore..."
He suddenly felt something hit the back of his hand.
He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved down to see that there were drops of water on his hand holding hers.
He raised his eyes again, and his lips gradually straightened into a straight line.
Her face was desolate, like a broken piece of jade, and the sparkling sea water reflected a bright light in her eyes.
There was silence all around, only the gentle gurgling sound of waves hitting the fine sand on the shore.
Something was falling down one by one.
It fell on the back of his hand like star-like light.
It's her tears.