"Shaoyan, don't force me!" A woman's sharp voice mixed with sobs came out from a crack in a door, causing Su Mozheng to pause before leaving, and then retracted her left foot, which had already taken half a step across the threshold.
She wrinkled her delicate nose and looked hesitantly at the door where noises were coming from one after another, wondering whether she should go in and take a look or not. If she saw something bad, it would be over. Moreover, this was
In someone else's home, just in case...
However, she looked at the bag she was carrying in embarrassment. She had clearly promised to return her coat, but since she was already here, it was okay to listen. They didn't see her anyway, so she pretended to be unaware.
.
Her mind was turning quietly, but in the end, curiosity defeated her reason.
Tiptoeing, she walked to the door where the sound came from. The door was not closed. Su Mozheng only had to push it gently to open a gap.
"Forcing you, who is forcing whom!?"
In the room, the windows were wide open, and the white curtains were blown by the wind. A stack of papers on the low table fell down in an orderly manner under the force of the wind, filling the vacancy of the warm sunshine on the wooden floor. The white curtains were blown away by the wind.
, so dazzling.
Huo Shaoyan stood, his figure like a standing tumbler, only his face flushed from the quarrel, only his eyes red from the quarrel, proved his anger at the moment, it was extremely angry!
Su Mozheng shrank her neck reflexively, and then looked inside again - there was a woman sitting on the red sofa. She was stroking her forehead tiredly and helplessly, as if she no longer wanted to speak.
From Su Mozheng's perspective, she could only see her long, straight black hair hanging casually on her shoulders, and she was wearing a handsome outfit similar to a riding outfit. Although she couldn't see her face, her slender and graceful figure could be seen.
Judging from the appearance, she must be a beautiful woman.
"Mu Shi, we are not children anymore, and neither are you. How long do you want to wait? How long do you want me to wait for you?" Huo Shaoyan's hoarse and helpless voice sounded, and every word was full of helplessness.
."I am already thirty years old this year, I am not twenty-seven years old!"
"When I was twenty-four, you said you wanted me to wait until you were willing, and when you thought about it clearly, I agreed, and I agreed; when I was twenty-seven, you also said you wanted me to wait, and you said you
I like freedom. You want to enjoy the free time before marriage in the last few years. I agreed and I waited..." Huo Shaoyan put one hand on the side of the sofa and looked at the woman who turned her head in pain, "
Six years, a full six years, tell me, how long do you want me to wait?"
There was a hint of self-mockery in the corner of his mouth, and there was only frustration on that graceful and handsome face at the moment, "Should I wait until you get old, or wait for me to die?"
"Shaoyan!" Before he finished speaking, the woman in front of him had already stood up from the sofa angrily, and then looked at him helplessly, "Shaoyan, didn't we agree that I won't talk about this when I come back this time?
What happened? How did you—"
"Yes, I know, I just fucking know!" Huo Shaoyan's face turned red with anger, and he even uttered obscenities unconsciously.
"and you--"
"If I don't promise you can come back, can you come back? Can you tell me if you can!?"
Huo Shaoyan's chest trembled with anger, but he was not surprised to hear the answer from the woman opposite, "Yes..." Her voice was very soft, as soft as a wind chime, gently whispering in his ears.
As the waves drifted by, his whole heart felt as if it had been soaked in cold water at a temperature of several degrees below zero in winter, as cold as ice.
With just one word, he already heard the answer he wanted.
The atmosphere in the room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the bedside clock, "Liang Muchi, I just want to ask you a question." After a long, long time, he opened his thin lips and asked tremblingly: "You
Have you... have you ever loved me?"
Quickly raising her head, she said almost without thinking, "Yes, it has always been. I said, the place beside me will always be yours, and the place beside you will only be mine."
"Then," Huo Shaoyan stepped forward, took her tender hand into his palm, and looked straight into her beautiful eyes, "Mu Shi, marry me, okay?"
He asked so carefully because the woman in front of him was his true love that he had guarded for many years!
Seeing her calm expression with her head lowered, Huo Shaoyan said again: "Mu Shi, marry me, okay?"
Su Mozheng held her breath and looked at Huo Shaoyan on the other side. She couldn't help but look at the woman on the other side and said in her heart: Promise him, promise him, promise him...
There was a sound of wind blowing past his ears. Huo Shaoyan's hand was still stretched out in mid-air, maintaining the posture of holding Liang Muchi's palm, and watched helplessly as the latter withdrew his hand from his without any hesitation. "Shaoyan,
Sorry, I can't agree."
"Haha, I should have thought of it a long time ago, I should have thought of it a long time ago..." He just smiled, not yelling or getting angry, but at that moment, Su Mozheng saw the despair on this man's face, as well as the despair on his face.
For a moment, he felt the emptiness and pain in his heart. She could know it, because she had been through this, so she could better understand this feeling.
Liang Muchi turned around without saying a word, walked to the cloakroom, silently packed her clothes and luggage, pulled out a trolley case from under the bed, unzipped it, and put the folded clothes inside.
From the beginning to the end, Huo Shaoyan just watched her pack her luggage calmly, until she appeared in front of him again with the suitcase in hand.
When the suitcase was put down, there was a thumping sound, which made people's hearts ache.