Zhai Cheng saw Song Ge with tears in her eyes, silent. He thought she was just too touched to come to her senses and asked again, "Song Ge, will you marry me?" His eyes sparkled with expectation.
Song Ge bit her lips. The words of that man kept echoing in her mind. It was all because of her. As long as she left, everything would be okay.
She raised her eyes, showing determination. "I won't."
The man's hand froze. He stood up shakily. "What's wrong with you?" Although they had never officially been together, wasn't what they had been through together enough?
"I'm fine. I just don't like you." Song Ge said, turning her back on Zhai Cheng, afraid that he would notice her tears and weakness. Her body trembled slightly, but Zhai Cheng, who was equally heart - broken, didn't notice this detail.
Sorry, I can't drag you down anymore.
Zhai Cheng suspected his ears. He forcibly turned Song Ge around to make her look at him, but Song Ge avoided his gaze.
"Song Ge, look into my eyes."
Song Ge endured and raised her eyes to meet Zhai Cheng's. She said word by word, "I don't like you. Do you understand?"
"No, it's impossible. Do you have some hidden difficulties?"
Song Ge pulled away Zhai Cheng's hand. A sneer curled on her lips, and her words were even more hurtful.
"Don't be so self - infatuated."
Self - infatuated?
Zhai Cheng's face turned pale. His hands dropped, and he stared at Song Ge blankly, as if she were a stranger.
Song Ge's fingers turned white. Her words got stuck in her throat. After a long while, she finally found her voice. "Thank you for taking care of me during this time. I should leave."
After saying that, Song Ge dragged her suitcase and quickly left the villa. She was afraid that if she stayed one more second, she wouldn't be able to be heartless.
Zhai Cheng watched Song Ge's back, and tears streamed down his face.
Aunt Chen in the kitchen didn't know what had happened. She thought Zhai Cheng's proposal had succeeded and quickly came out. But only Zhai Cheng was left in the living room.
"Where's Miss Song?" Aunt Chen wondered.
Zhai Cheng didn't want to talk. He went upstairs directly and locked himself in his room.
Darkness enveloped him. He turned over and his eyes fell on the engagement ring on the bedside table.
He sneered. It was all just his self - infatuation.
Zhai Cheng quickly got up, picked up the ring box, walked to the balcony, and raised his hand. But his movement stopped. He squatted down, leaned against the corner, and sobbed softly.
Aunt Chen realized that something was wrong and immediately contacted Meng Yajing.
After hearing what had happened, Meng Yajing immediately drove to the villa.
"Is he still in the room?" Meng Yajing looked anxious.
Aunt Chen nodded and looked at the decorations in the living room that hadn't been cleaned up yet. "It was supposed to be a perfect proposal. Who would have thought..."
Meng Yajing went upstairs and pushed open Zhai Cheng's door.
A lump bulged on the bed, looking so desolate.
She walked over, sat down, sighed, and gently patted the quilt. "Song Ge likes you. It's just..."
The person under the quilt didn't respond at all.
Meng Yajing continued, "There must be some unknown secret. She..."
Suddenly, Zhai Cheng threw off the quilt and roared, "What secret could there be? She told me herself that it was all my self - infatuation." His eyes were bloodshot as he repeated, "I'm self - infatuated."
Meng Yajing also didn't believe that Song Ge had no feelings for Zhai Cheng. She had seen all of Song Ge's actions. "Think about it. Whenever there was danger, Song Ge always thought of you first. All the things you've been through together are real. Isn't that enough to prove her feelings for you?"
Zhai Cheng was a bit moved. Indeed, during the time they had been together, he could feel Song Ge's feelings. Those couldn't be fake. But...
"Then why did she say those things?"
Meng Yajing bit her lips. She didn't know how to explain it for the moment. "There must be something. She chose to hide it, so she said those words. If you give up on Song Ge, it just means you don't trust her."
Zhai Cheng's eyes flickered, and then new hope ignited in them.
"Where did Song Ge go?" Meng Yajing suddenly asked.
"I don't know." Zhai Cheng felt self - blame. He shouldn't have let Song Ge go just now. He hated himself.
Meng Yajing slapped Zhai Cheng on the body, hating that he was not up to the mark. "Hurry up and find her back."
Only then did Zhai Cheng come to his senses. He immediately grabbed his keys and went out. The first place he thought of was her home.
Song Ge appeared at home with a red - eyed face and a suitcase in her hand, which surprised Mother An. "Song Ge, why are you back?"
Song Ge didn't want to talk. But seeing Mother An's attitude, she knew she had to say something, or Mother An wouldn't let her go.
She sniffed and forced a smile. "I'm fine. The wind was too strong on my way back and got into my eyes." After saying that, she dragged her suitcase upstairs and slammed the door shut.
Mother An knocked on the door gently. "Song Ge, did something happen? You can tell me."
There was only silence in response.
Mother An waited outside for about an hour but didn't see Song Ge come out. She was worried and couldn't get in, so she remembered to call Meng Yajing.
"I was just about to call you."
Mother An was very anxious and looked at the room door. "Did Song Ge and Zhai Cheng quarrel?"
Meng Yajing roughly told her what had happened.
"How can we make them open their hearts to each other? It's obvious that Song Ge didn't mean what she said." Mother An knew how much Song Ge cared about Zhai Cheng.
"Yeah, I'm also worried about this." Meng Yajing didn't know what to do either.
Zhai Cheng drove to Song Ge's house. After some hesitation, he decided to go in.
Hearing the doorbell, Mother An quickly hung up the phone and went to open the door. Seeing Zhai Cheng, she said, "Come in."
Zhai Cheng shook his head and glanced inside. "Is Song Ge back?"
Mother An sighed. "She locked herself in the room as soon as she came back and hasn't come out yet."
Zhai Cheng looked self - blaming and apologized. "Auntie, I'm sorry. I..."
Mother An interrupted Zhai Cheng and took his hand instead. "I believe you really like Song Ge."
With Mother An's approval, Zhai Cheng finally felt a bit more at ease.
"Come in and sit down." Mother An said, trying to pull Zhai Cheng into the house.
Zhai Cheng shook his head, looking sad. "Song Ge probably doesn't want to see me now. I'll leave first."
After saying that, without waiting for Mother An's reaction, he left.
However, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and quietly watched the lit room in the distance.
The assistant looked at Zhai Cheng through the rear - view mirror, then at the distance, pursed his lips, and finally said nothing. He just sat quietly with Zhai Cheng.