Section 11 I won't let you cry

  Until dinner was over, I received a text message from Sungyou asking why I didn't go to class. Mom and Uncle Wang were watching TV, I made an excuse that I wasn't feeling well and went back to my room, but ran up to the rooftop instead.

  I sat in the attic, one by one unfolding and reading through every single message that had been exchanged between us, tears streaming down my face once again.

  "Shut up!" Wang Zijun suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grumbled.

  How could he say such heartless words at my most difficult time?

  All the anger in my heart burst out in an instant, I stood up and shouted at him loudly: "Who disturbed you? This is not a place where only one person can come, forever unable to understand love's cosmic super iceberg, I cry for myself, am I bothering you?" After finishing, I raised my hand to wipe away the tears that still wouldn't stop on my face.

  My words seemed to enrage him, and I saw the veins on his tightly clenched fists bulging out, emitting a chill aura all over his body, making me shiver involuntarily.

  A "whoosh" sound beside my ear, I fearfully closed my eyes.

  Just as I thought he was going to punch me, "Bang"! He punched the wall behind me instead. I wasn't crying because I was scared, but rather because I coincidentally saw a pink balloon floating in the air, and it reminded me of the scene where Sung-oh used balloons to confess his love on Christmas. Tears just burst out like a dam breaking.

  "Don't cry!" He commanded with a fierce glare at me.

  "Don't you dare cry!" Seeing I didn't make a sound, he angrily repeated his order again.

  I was taken aback, and suddenly I felt like I had been bullied by the whole world. I cried loudly and tried to push him away, saying: "Whether I cry or not is none of your business, just leave... um..."

  He suddenly kissed me on the lips and held me tightly, no matter how hard I struggled, it was all in vain, domineering and arrogant.

  I was so angry I couldn't help it, just as his tongue was about to pry open my lips, I bit down on his lower lip.

  But he just paused for a moment and continued, I gritted my teeth until the mouth was filled with a bloody smell, and then he let go of me. I quickly pushed him away again.

  He stumbled backward a step, wiping the blood from his lower lip with his hand, and said in a menacing tone: "Don't let those who care about you see your crying face, it's ugly!" After that, he turned around and went downstairs.

  I was taken aback again, what did he mean by his words?

  Thinking of the bloodstain on his lips earlier, I reached out to touch my own slightly swollen lips, and he... kissed me again, was it a punishment or what?

  But what he said was right, I couldn't let people who care about me see me cry.