Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 850: I Won’t Let You Push Me Away Again

As Song Ning spoke, she turned to head towards the door. Ning Shu hastily blocked Song Ning’s way. “Where are you going so late at night?”

Song Ning replied, “Of course I’m heading home. Why stay here when you dislike me so much?”

Song Ning’s tears started falling. She tilted her head back to look towards Ning Shu. “You heartless guy. I curse you to be alone your entire lifetime.”

Ning Shu furrowed her brows tightly. What was this situation?

Before Ning Shu could even say anything, Song Ning’s tears overflowed even more and she hugged Ning Shu’s waist hard. She collided into Ning Shu with so much force that Ning Shu had to take a couple steps back.

Song Ning’s tears wet Ning Shu’s shirt. They felt scorching hot.

Ning Shu could feel a hard-to-describe sense of heartache and pain rise up in her chest and prick at her heart like needles. It was extremely painful.

“Gong Luo, I’ve already done everything I could to try to make you fall in love with me, so why won’t you fall in love with me?” Song Ning’s voice contained a sobbing tone as she buried her face in Ning Shu’s chest.

Ning Shu felt like she was having a heart attack. Why else would it be so painful? She silently repeated the chant of the Unsurpassable Martial Arts. With the help of the calmness halo, she finally managed to suppress that tidal wave of pain.

However, she felt completely weak and strengthless. Her back was covered with cold sweat. She pushed Song Ning away with a cold expression, but Song Ning continued to hug her waist hard while crying, “You’ve already pushed me away countless times. This time, no matter what, I won’t let you push me away again.”

And true to her word, she hugged Ning Shu so tightly that there was barely a gap between their bodies.

Ning Shu: …

She had never felt like falling apart as much as she did now.

“I won’t fall in love with you. No matter what you say, I won’t fall in love with you. I’ll never fall in love with you.” Ning Shu’s tone was firm. She was now very suspicious of Song Ning’s identity.

This Song Ning was a task-taker. Her task was probably to make Gong Luo fall in love with her.

But she wasn’t the original host, so there was naturally no way she’d fall in love. If it weren’t for the fact that Song Ning had been so impatient, Ning Shu wouldn’t have suspected a thing.

“Why?” Song Ning’s voice was trembling and she tilted her head to look towards Ning Shu. “Why can’t you?”

Song Ning’s face seemed like a lotus petal that was glossed with dew. It was extremely beautiful and instinctively drew people’s cherishment.

She was truly a beautiful woman, a woman that was capable of captivating all hearts. Ning Shu was now extremely glad she had managed to control herself earlier, otherwise she would’ve become a tool for this woman to finish her task.

Ning Shu sized Song Ning up. Song Ning’s eyes were filled with overflowing passion and love, but the depths were cold and detached.

“Why? I’ve already given you my true heart, so why can’t you love me? Gong Luo, Gong Luo! I can’t not have you.” Song Ning’s soft sobs evoked pity as she tugged at Ning Shu’s shirt.

True heart? It was true heart again. Ning Shu didn’t feel Song Ning’s sincerity at all. She herself wasn’t sincere, so what right did she have to ask another person to give their heart?

Ning Shu pushed Song Ning away and Song Ning fell to the ground. Her head was lowered as she sobbed, but a sharp light flashed through her eyes.

Song Ning got back up and asked Ning Shu, “Can I ask you why you can’t love me? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not capable enough?”

Song Ning drew closer to Ning Shu and stood on her tiptoes. Her breath hit Ning Shu’s face as she said, “There has to be a reason, right? There has to be a reason why you can’t love me?”

Ning Shu could even smell an elegant fragrance coming from Song Ning’s mouth. This fragrance caused her brain to feel sluggish and all the blood in her body to boil. She looked at the face that was barely an inch from hers, then her gaze locked onto Song Ning’s bright red lips.

Ning Shu slowly lowered her head to move towards Song Ning’s lips. It was like that smear of red was what she desired most in this lifetime.

Song Ning closed her eyes. Her eyelashes which were wet with tears trembled slightly and she tilted her head to meet Ning Shu…