Wen Xihe threw away the cup in her hand. The water in the cup splashed and wet the clothes of the two of them. Her voice sounded particularly sharp in the quiet space, "He Mingjue, I am already someone else's fiancée.
Why are you doing this, why?!”
The man's eyes were staring at her, and there was endless peace in his eyes. She could not see the anger, gloom, or even coldness that she had seen in his eyes before.
For a moment, time seemed to go back to the past. She was still the unreasonable Wen Xihe, and he was still the He Mingjue who allowed her to make nonsense and was silent and laissez-faire.
But everything has changed, hasn’t it?
His body swooped over and locked her tightly in his arms. The man's slightly cool lips were filled with scorching warmth, biting Wen Xihe's hard. She resisted and struggled, but she gave him
There was an opportunity available. The tip of her tongue went straight in, densely blocking all the sweetness and air in her mouth.
She whimpered and beat the man's thick back, but was hugged tighter.
That kind of desperate kiss, with scorching heat, with inevitable indulgence, in the entanglement, Wen Xihe felt the unprecedented turbulent emotions in He Mingjue.
He pressed against her lips, and she could even hear the sound of his teeth fighting fiercely. She heard every word so clearly, "Xixi, unless I die, I will never let you stay anywhere."
By the side of a man!”
He let go of her, and her body went limp and fell to the floor. He straightened his back, clenched his fists, and veins bulged in his clenched hands.
Wen Xihe couldn't see the expression on his face, and an inexplicable and huge anger suddenly arose in her heart.
"He Mingjue, you bastard—" She slammed the pillow in her hand, and the soft pillow only bounced on the man's strong back, and she was declared dead.
She couldn't get angry, so she reached over an object at hand and threw it at it again. When the object flew past, he suddenly turned around.
The transparent glass cup made a crisp sound, a slight inhalation sound came from the man's lips, and a bloody wound was clearly visible.
Wen Xihe froze on the spot, unable to move at all as if roots had taken root on her feet. She opened her mouth and wanted to make some sound, but He Mingjue didn't even blink his brows, just glanced at her lightly,
He turned around and opened the door and left.
The sound of the door closing suddenly made Wen Xihe wake up. She jumped up and chased out. When she opened the bedroom door, He Mingjue's person had disappeared into the living room. She continued to chase, but when she tried to open the living room door, she found that
He was blocked.
The door cannot be opened.
The temperature in my heart began to drop all the way down.
She climbed on the door panel and slapped it desperately, "He Mingjue, you can't do this, you open the door, you let me out!"
She didn't know if he was standing outside the door, she just felt that she was so cold, so cold.
She had always thought that after so long, he could forget her and be wildly affectionate with the woman he loved. And she could also try to cover up the faintly painful scars in her heart and try to live a good life with another person.
But now, He Mingjue's strong behavior made her feel inexplicably panicked and scared. She was originally a coward, not to mention a child who was willing to endure pain after being given a candy. She didn't want to face him every time.
For those uncertain and unclear feelings, I don’t want to let myself become an emotional burden at any time.
Why he just doesn't understand, why he just doesn't understand...
She slid along the door panel and sat on the floor, surrounded by familiar scenes belonging to He Mingjue's familiar shadows. Her mind was a little blank, and she just stared at a certain point in the air in silence.
After a long time, the sound of unlocking was heard from the door. Wen Xihe jumped up and saw Xinbu walking in.
Their eyes met, Wen Xihe turned his head away angrily.
"I want to go back!"
During the engagement ceremony, the bride suddenly disappeared, and Lan Lingzhou must have gone crazy.
He didn't answer her. He probably felt that he had expressed his meaning too clearly before and felt that such entanglement was meaningless. He walked around her and walked to the low round table on the floor to sit down. Only then did she realize that he was carrying
Holding a food box.
He still didn't look at her, but bent down and carefully opened the food box.
"Come over for dinner!" His voice was very soft, and there was almost no emotion in it. That tone was very similar to the many times in the past when she came home with a dirty look on her face after playing crazy, and he just said
He glanced at her with a smile and said lightly, "Idiot, come over and eat!"
Wen Xihe opened her mouth, but no sound came out for a long time. Her footsteps guided her, and she slowly walked to the round table and sat down.
It was her favorite sweet and sour fish. To this day, he still remembers her favorite.