After a long time, there was a response from outside, "Yeah."
Mu Xin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the little red-faced woman in the mirror.
What's wrong with her?
Picking up the clothes she took out from the closet for the first time, she put them on casually, tied up her long hair and tied it into a neat ponytail.
Turning around and opening the door, she was startled.
Zhuihun was leaning against the wall opposite her door, with his hands in his trousers pockets, looking at her gently with his deep eyes.
It was as if he had already seen through her complicated thoughts, and his eyes contained her bewildered face with tenderness.
At that moment, Mu Xin suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to run away.
"You..." She said awkwardly, but didn't know what to say.
Zhuihun smiled and looked around her body, "She's very beautiful."
Mu Xin's face turned red. Under his gaze, the strong fortress she had just built for herself collapsed in an instant. She thought she hid it well, but those ridiculous little womanly behaviors had long since
He could see it clearly.
She bit her lip, closed the door, and without saying a word, turned and walked downstairs.
Zhuihun followed her silently, and the atmosphere became a little strange, containing some kind of undercurrent.
When they came to the living room, Mu Xin made him a cup of coffee, and then the two of them sat on the sofa. Silence spread, turning into an unbreakable barrier that enveloped him and her.
Zhuihun raised his deep eyes and looked at her, "How have you been lately?"
Mu Xin opened her lips and smiled peacefully, "It's okay."
There was another moment of silence.
Zhuihun picked up the coffee, took a sip, and raised his eyebrows, "Did you add sugar?"
He only drinks coffee without sugar. Mu Xin knows that. Every time she comes here, she will only make him coffee without sugar. But today...
Mu Xin nodded, "Added."
Zhuihun put down the cup and pursed his lips, "It tastes good too." After a pause, "Just add sugar for me from now on."
Mu Xin raised her head and looked at him steadily with unwavering eyes, "Don't you always stick to your principles? Why do you want to change your habits?"
Chaihun lowered his eyes, sealing off the unknown.
Seeing that he was silent, Mu Xin's chest suddenly became severely clogged. Grievance, disappointment, unwillingness, and anger were all filling up there. She wanted to vent, but couldn't find an outlet, so she could only bear it secretly.
She has been waiting for four years, but it does not mean that she is used to waiting and likes to wait. It is just because this man has never been willing to take a step forward and will always linger in the world where he has bound her.
Don't like it?
Don't like her?
Mu Xin stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, poured herself a glass of red wine, drank it in one gulp, and poured another glass. Zhuihun looked at it, frowning, but said nothing.
She walked over with the goblet in hand, sat next to him, raised her chin, and looked at him with red eyes, "Hey, I'm going on a blind date."
Zhuihun's eyes dimmed, but his face was calm and he smiled lightly, "I heard what Mu Xuan said."
Mu Xin narrowed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and drank a whole glass of wine. Then she took a deep breath, looked back and smiled sweetly, "The conditions of the other party are not bad, there are several companies, they are young and promising, and the most important thing is...
..." He raised his eyes, stared at him, and said word for word, "He likes me very much."
Zhuihun listened quietly and suddenly said, "Do you like him?"
"Haha," Mu Xin laughed, her eyes clearer, "Is this important? As long as he likes me, loves me and takes care of me for the rest of his life, that's enough!"
Chaihun fell silent again.
Staring at him, Mu Xin's chest heaved violently, she stood up suddenly, walked to the wine cabinet, and drank one cup after another. Suddenly, someone held down the cup in her hand, "That's enough, don't drink anymore.
"
Mu Xin shook her head. The person in front of her became a little blurry. She sneered, "Why do you care about me? Who are you to me?"
Pushing his hand away, she grabbed half a bottle of wine and was about to drink it.
"Mu Xin!" Zhuihun frowned, stepped forward, grabbed the bottle, and held her wrist tightly, "You are tired, you should go back to your room to rest."
"I don't want it!" Mu Xin tried her best to shake off his hand, but she couldn't get rid of it. She became anxious and punched him with her hand.
This punch hit Zhuihun's handsome face hard, and immediately, half of his cheek was numb and painful.
Mu Xin was stunned, "You...why don't you hide away?"
Zhuihun touched the sore cheek, turned his head, looked at her with gentle eyes, and smiled carelessly, "This is nothing, as long as you are in a better mood, I will give you a few more punches. It will be no problem.
"
Mu Xin bit her lip and stared at him, mist gradually filling her eyes. She pushed him away suddenly, turned around and ran upstairs.
Zhuihun stood there and smiled bitterly.
He is not stupid and cannot fail to see her thoughts.
But, is he still qualified to love?
A man who once loved his own sister would even use cruel methods to tie her up! How could such a man have the right to love such a pure woman?
Does he deserve her beauty?
Mu Xin lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Since he doesn't like her, why should he be so nice to her? Isn't her sentimentality enough in his eyes?
She looks weak on the outside, but is extremely strong in her bones. Especially in recent years, her father Mu Deming was ill and hospitalized due to a setback in his business. She and her brother were the only ones who supported the Mu family. Tears felt cowardly to her.
Performance. Therefore, she hated herself for being able to only vent with tears!
She secretly decided that after crying, she would completely forget about this man!
If you don’t love me, please stay away!
Perhaps it was the alcohol that caused her, with tears still in her eyes, she lay on the bed and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already early the next day.
After moving my stiff neck and stroking my sore forehead, I opened the door with a thirsty mouth and went downstairs to find some water.
Walking into the restaurant, she immediately saw the breakfast on the table, with a note attached next to it. She picked it up hesitantly and saw a powerful line of words on it:
I drank so much wine last night that I will feel sick to my stomach. I must finish the breakfast on the table!
--soul
Touching his handwriting, Mu Xin slowly lowered his eyes.
Why do you have to let her waver every time when she makes up her mind to stay away?