Tong Jing didn't speak. He just looked at Bo Yang with a pained expression. In his heart, there was a faint sense of pity that spread like mist. After a long time, he whispered, "You can certainly say no to breaking up. But I also have the right to choose not to see you." The deepest wound is one that cannot be seen, yet it hurts so much that one forgets to cry.

  "Mind your own business. I want to see you." Bai Yang tightly grasped Tong Jing's shoulder, stubbornly like a small bull.

  "Even if I'm with another man, it's okay?" Tong Jing's eyes stung. He continued with a bitter smile. "Bo Yang, don't deceive yourself. Is self-deceiving love meaningful?"

  It hit him like a ton of bricks. It seemed as if he could hear the sound of his own heart shattering. He painfully let go. For him, the beauty of this world was Tong Jun's. The vitality of this world was Tong Jun's. Even the sun and moon of this world were Tong Jun's. To make him leave Tong Jun would be like ruthlessly tearing at his heart, ripping apart his ventricles, twisting his atrium, stabbing pain into his heart valves, sucking out his lifeblood.

  "That's enough. Don't say anything more. No matter what, I won't break up with you. Get out of the car now... immediately... right away." Bai Yang reached across Tong Jun's body, opened the car door, and stubbornly refused to look at Tong Jun, pointing to the outside of the car and ordering him to get out.

  "Alright. I'll update you at the first opportunity." Tong Jing took one last look at Bai Yang, then withdrew his gaze, got off the car and walked forward without looking back.

  Hei Yang heavily closed the car door and started the car, then sped away suddenly.

  Turn on the music. It just so happens to be Jacky Cheung's "Tears" "There is a face in youth that never ages. May it never change..." His voice has no hoarse, worn-out feel. No awkward, showy techniques to win over the crowd. Instead, there is endless gentleness. Delicacy. Smoothness. Like soft moonlight, or the smooth feeling of running one's hand over silk. He interprets the fragility and loneliness of "Tears" with his mature, transparent voice, quite perfectly.

  His heart was suddenly hollowed out by Tong Jing. Listening to the sad music, Bai Yang's eyes were instantly filled with tears. Each tear was like a sharp knife cut.

  Tong Jing finally couldn't help but turn around. Her eyes began to overflow with deep remorse, like the ocean. Her tears. Finally fell when he wasn't looking. Pouring down in full view. Through her blurry eyes. Bai Yang's figure was like being submerged in a pool of autumn water. Fuzzy and distant. The unseen fragments of heartbreak. Couldn't help but retreat step by step. Tears. From brewing to falling, were scars all over. Goodbye. My beloved Bai Yang...

  Bo Yang drove his car aimlessly around the streets, not knowing when he would return home. He slowly got out of the car with a wounded heart and tired body. Under the streetlight, he saw a familiar figure standing there. He didn't want to see this person at all, so he ignored them and walked straight home.

  Yangpu caught up and stretched out his hand to stop Baiyang. He shouted like a burning buttocks: "I have something to explain to you..."

  Bo Yang didn't want to listen to any explanations. He didn't even want to see Yang Pu. His fists were clenched so tightly they made a "cracking" sound. All his anger was ignited at once. With a swift motion, he swung his fist and landed a heavy blow on the corner of Yang Pu's eye.

  The speed of the punch was fast, the force was great. Yang Pu, who had no defense, stumbled back several steps, and suddenly saw stars in his eyes. When he came to his senses, he didn't fight back or cover his wound. Yang Pu felt that this punch was one he should take. Although he and Tong Jing were innocent, the faint feelings he had for Tong Jing were real. He indeed owed Bai Yang an apology, and this punch was meant to wake him up.

  But Bai Yang was still not satisfied. He kicked Yang Pu's abdomen again and shouted angrily, "You clearly know that Tong Jun is my woman. You still dare to touch her. I treated you as a brother, but you, Yang Pu, are you worthy of me?"

  Yangpu clutched at the ground with one hand, his facial muscles twisted into a knot. The pain was so intense that he couldn't even speak.

  Bai Yang is now completely like a roaring lion. Lost his mind. Lifted one foot and heavily kicked it onto Yang Pu's body.

  Pu Wanwan. Su Yiran arrived just in time. Without catching her breath, she propped up Bai Yang, who had completely lost his mind, and used all her strength to pull him back.

  "Stop it, Bai Yang."

  "Calm down. Calm down. Bo Yang. You damn well calm down."

  The two of them used all their strength to pull Bai Yang to one side. Bai Yang struggled free and shouted, "You two bastards! Let me go! Believe it or not, I'll take you both down today!" His face twisted in a fierce scowl, his voice hoarse from shouting, his vocal cords almost torn apart.

  "Shut up, you bastard. You calm down first." Pu Wanwan grabbed Bai Yang's arm and refused to let go, pulling him backward with all his might. "Yiran, hurry up and go check on Yangpu." Pu Wanwan signaled to Su Yiran with his eyes and mouthed the words to him.

  Su Yiran nodded silently. On this side, he carefully loosened Bai Yang's waist and then quickly ran to the other end of Yangpu. Squatting down anxiously, he asked, "Yangpu, how is it?" For more chapters, please go to...

  Yangpu furrowed his brow. He shook his head with difficulty. "I'm fine." His voice was barely audible.

  "Come. I'll help you up first." Su Yiran knew that Yang Pu was holding on tight, and his heart felt terrible for a moment. He had never seen Yang Pu being beaten like this before. Moreover, it was done by their own brother Bai Yang. He also understood that Yang Pu was intentionally not dodging or fighting back, letting Bai Yang use him as a punching bag to vent his emotions. But he couldn't understand why Yang Pu would want to suffer such punishment.

  Yang Pu almost collapsed onto Su Yiran's body before barely managing to stand up. As soon as he stood up, he nearly fell over again.

  "I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up now." Su Yiran shifted all of Yang Pu's weight onto herself, supporting him as they walked step by step forward.

  Bo Yang stared at Yang Pu with a cold face, still not calming down. He clearly remembered that time in Nanjing when Yang Pu and Tong Jing came back together at night. Yang Pu kept calling Tong Jing nonstop in the middle of the night. The photos of them holding hands and smiling. And... Tong Jing herself said she liked Yang Pu. He couldn't accept that his best buddy, his iron brother, was actually with his most beloved girl. His heart was torn into pieces, never to be mended again.

  Yang Pu went to the hospital. He received wound disinfection and bandaging. He sat motionless on the bed like a soulless creature, staring at one point as if he was targeting it. His face was expressionless. You had no idea what he was thinking.

  Su Yiran poured the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the doctor into her hand, then picked up a cup of water and handed it to Yang Pu. "Come on, take your medicine."

  Yang Pu was still in a daze, without any reaction at all.

  Su Yiran had no choice but to forcibly stuff the medicine into Yang Pu's mouth.

  Yangpu suddenly came to his senses. He looked up at Su Yiran, who was holding a cup of water. He held the medicine in his mouth and took the cup from her. Then he swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

  Su Yiran pulled over a stool and sat down beside Yang Pu's sickbed, asking solemnly, "Yang Pu, tell me the truth. Have you ever had any thoughts about Baiyang's wife?"

  Half a response. Yang Pu faintly opened his mouth. "I don't know either..." His expression was melancholic, with a hint of desolation.

  "What's 'don't know'? And what about Xun Ning? You used to like that girl a lot." Su Yiran said again.

  Yang Pu slowly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again. His expression was as deep and solemn as that of a hundred-year-old man. Slow and weak. "I really liked Xu Ning before. Because I lost to her. I always thought this girl was amazing. She could actually defeat me. Unconsciously, I wanted to conquer her in my heart. Maybe it's just the desire for conquest that men have. But, Ran Zi, do you know? Tong Jing's appearance keeps creeping into my mind at all times. I clearly don't want to think about her, but I just can't help thinking about her. Not wanting to conquer her in the past, just wanting to quietly watch her from behind. That's enough for me."

  "Yangpu, that's Baiyang's wife! How can you... " Su Yiran sighed. He didn't know what to say either. Both sides were his brothers. The palm and back of the hand are all flesh. Which side do you want him to stand on?

  "I knew. It's because I knew she was Bai Yang's girlfriend. So I never thought about the future." Yang Pu closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall, feeling conflicted.

  Su Yiran patted Yang Pu's shoulder. "I also know you won't do anything to betray your brother. Maybe in a few days, it'll be fine. Bo Yang was also misled by those photos. Once we clear up the misunderstanding, everything will be okay. You rest first, I'll come tomorrow to help you with the discharge procedures."

  "It's done. You can go back first." Yang Pu opened his eyes and nodded.

  Yang Shuai, this love child. Who would have known that the seemingly nonchalant affection is actually a deep and profound emotion like the ocean. He hid all his feelings in the depths of his heart, where no one could dig them up. That's why he fell even more deeply in love with Tong Jing.

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  Bo Xing Shi Shu Yuan