After standing up and taking two steps, her knees suddenly hit the corner of the table, and Xu Qingchan hissed softly.
Hearing the noise, Qi Si asked: "Did you hit it?"
"……fine."
This little pain was nothing. She admitted that she was running away a little and accidentally hit her.
The main reason is that the man has such a strong sense of presence, he is calm and dignified, and he does things in an orderly manner. Just sitting in the dark makes her hold her breath and raise her heart.
Moreover, in the same room in the afternoon, the scene of his forceful robbery is still vivid in my mind.
A night with thunderstorms, an empty room without a finger in sight, and the forces dormant in the dark make it unsettling.
She felt her mouth was dry, her steps to leave were a little hasty, and then she tripped over something.
The person who had been silent in the sofa area sighed secretly and raised his feet.
The next second, Xu Qingchan felt a hand around her waist.
The man's sexy, low-pitched voice came with an unmistakable tone, "I'll take you there."
He was very tall, and the big difference in body size made Xu Qingchan, who was 169cm tall, look like a little bird in front of him. She was hugged by the waist and almost half of her body was pressed against him.
Qi Si was familiar with every part of the house and took her back to the guest room with ease.
After entering the room, he didn't let her go immediately. He sat her down on the bed, took the towel in her hand, and used unskilled but methodical movements to wipe her hair.
Xu Qingchan could only accept the whole process. From the moment he helped wipe her hair, the tension in her heart faded a lot.
I can feel the attentiveness of this man.
And I was despised by the series of psychological activities just now.
Since knowing him, Qi Si has always been a gentleman who is polite both inside and outside.
But I really don't know why, Xu Qingchan can intuitively feel a hidden danger every time in a highly private situation.
Like the aura he was born with.
Apart from him, she rarely shows shyness in front of others.
"It should be almost done." The man put down the towel, "Are you afraid of the dark?"
"fine."
There was a rustle, and he turned on the battery lamp, adjusted the warm yellow light, and looked at her through the halo, "I'll get you a glass of water."
He left the room, and when he came back again, Xu Qingchan had already gone to bed, leaning against the bedside table and taking the water glass from his hand.
"Thank you." She was really thirsty.
"The generator has been idle for too long and is still being checked."
"It's okay, my hair is dry and I'm ready to go to bed."
"Are you afraid of being alone?"
Qi Si's stern face looked serious and calm. Xu Qingchan looked at him for a moment and asked, "So what if I'm afraid?"
The man lifted his lips, "Then I'll watch you?"
After a moment of silence, Xu Qingchan looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Qi?"
There were twinkling stars in her eyes, the tail of her eyes was slightly raised, and she was bright and charming.
"How many times do you have to ask? I'm not afraid of thunder or the dark. I've been sleeping alone for so many years, how can I be afraid?"
After being teased, the man's face was calm and composed, "Just don't be afraid. If anything happens, I'll be next door."
"Okay, don't worry about me, go back and rest."
He stayed here for a long time.
After the others left, Xu Qingchan pursed her lips and smiled and fell on the bed.
It was windy and rainy outside, but she had a good sleep, and so did the person in the master bedroom.
It was almost eight o'clock when Qi Si woke up.
This was the first time in a long time that he had slept to this point.
He leaned against the bed for a while, frowning and thinking about Jing Feng's words.
When Xu Qingchan was brushing her teeth in the morning, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and thought of the bronze mirror in the basement of Li Shu's house that night.
My back is a little numb.
Are there really those mysterious things in the world?
After washing, she sat by the bed and used her mobile phone to search for strange things related to bronze mirrors.
As I browsed around, my spine became more and more chilly. What these people said was so mysterious.
Why do ancient mirrors not reflect people today? Why do souls attach themselves to the mirror? It is also said that some enchanted mirrors can reflect people's bad luck.
That night she saw black mist all over her body. Could it be that she had been having bad luck recently?
After thinking about it, she frowned and felt it was ridiculous.
There was a sudden knock on the door. She was concentrating on reading some strange news, but was startled by the sound.
"Qing Chan."
The man's low-alcohol and magnetic voice came, and she breathed out slowly, "Here you are."
He then opened the door and saw that she had finished washing, "Have breakfast."
"Oh, here it comes."
After turning off her phone, she walked over and went downstairs with him.
Qi Si: "How did you sleep last night?"
"It was good, I fell asleep soon." The man was wearing a meticulous white shirt, probably because of the early morning, and his handsome features had a natural coldness, "Are you going to the company?"
"Well, let's go after breakfast."
A phone call happened to come in. He was talking to the person on the other end, talking about work, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he was serious and serious.
Xu Qingchan followed him quietly. He was talking about business in a smart and sexy manner, and she couldn't help but look at him several times.
When he was going down the stairs, he missed a step, and before he could fall down, the man stretched out his hands and grabbed his waist tightly. He didn't even look sideways, he was still looking ahead in an orderly manner and talking to people.
After he finished speaking and listened to the other party's reply, he took the time to turn his head and whisper to her, "Watch the road."
Xu Qingchan slowly pursed her lips, her auricles feeling warm.
The man's hand was placed exactly on the most ticklish part of her waist. It was a bit unbearable, so she pressed his hand.
Looking at her, Qi Si let go of his hand.
Xu Qingchan found on the table her favorite Chinese breakfast, soy milk, fried dough sticks, fried egg, spring rolls and egg dumplings, as well as some sliced cream apricots.
They are all her love, especially the soy milk fried dough sticks. When she was in Jingli Garden, she would go to the soy milk shop every morning to buy breakfast.
"Do you usually eat breakfast like this?" she asked.
Qi Si took a sip of milk and said calmly: "Yeah."
The cook setting the dishes stood aside and did not dare to speak.
The sun came out in the west.
Last night, my husband specifically ordered that this morning's breakfast be made in Chinese style, and he also asked someone to go to the manor overnight to pick a basket of cream apricots.
It turns out that everything was for this Miss Xu.
Halfway through the meal, Qi Si noticed that Xu Qingchan's eyebrows were slightly drooped, wondering what he was thinking.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I had a dream last night."
"tell me the story."
"I dreamed that in a dilapidated room, there was an ancient bronze mirror, and there was a circle of not-so-thick black mist around me in it. Does this mean that my recent fortune is not good?"
"There is no basis for it." The man put down the tableware and looked at her with his dark eyes, "Afraid?"
Xu Qingchan shook her head, "I'm a little curious. If there is such a mirror in reality, wouldn't it be a bit..."
"There are no ghosts or gods in the world."
The man's tone was firm and convincing, "But there are similar situations like what you are talking about. There was a legend in Europe in the last century that a castle of a defeated noble was haunted because an ancient mirror could always reflect a person's misfortune.
, people who are cursed can see black mist surrounding them in the mirror."
"The mirror has been tampered with, and is made of special materials. The surface is also coated with chemicals. The result is that when a person appears in front of the mirror, the mirror will undergo subtle chemical changes, making it look like there is a layer of black mist around the person.
, in fact it’s just that the person’s body temperature is higher than the temperature of the surrounding environment. That mirror was made by a person pretending to be a wizard, and the purpose was to create panic and make people who thought they were suffering from bad luck seek help from him. This was his way of making money.”