Every step she takes seems to be limp and unable to hit the ground.
I found the key and opened the door. There were footsteps behind me. When I looked back, I saw it was Xiao Zhuoyan.
She was stunned for a moment and quickly turned her head.
Xiao Zhuoyan stood by the door and said, "I have something to tell you."
Xu Wanqing dropped the key, turned around, and started talking to Xiao Zhuoyan.
"Don't tell me again that you can't be with Zou Yilei. I don't want to hear it again. Me being with him has nothing to do with the grudge between you and him. There is no question of who is taking advantage of whom.
We are just good friends. Whatever will develop in the future, let everything take its course." She didn't want to listen, as she seemed to know what he wanted to say.
"..." He remained silent.
She continued, "But, Xiao Zhuoyan, you have no right to say such words to me again, and I definitely don't want to hear such words again. Yes, I am your ex-wife, but I am just an ex-wife, that's all."
, you know very well in your heart that we may not even be as good as strangers!"
She spoke a long string of words in one breath, basically without taking a breath, and spoke very fast and clearly. Xiao Zhuoyan's throat moved again and again, but he couldn't say a word.
He just stood there in a daze, but Xu Wanqing quickly opened the door and walked over. With a bang, the door slammed shut. The sound was so loud that it made his ears buzz and his head was in shock.
Chaos and unclear.
Xu Wanqing leaned against the door and slowly closed her eyes.
After several minutes, she suddenly and hurriedly opened the door, but only had time to see Xiao Zhuoyan's back.
It was no longer like what she was used to seeing, with a straight body and light and steady steps. The figure in front of her was walking a little slowly, like a traveler who was extremely tired after walking thousands of miles. It was so heavy that the shadow was covered by it.
When the spotlights in the corridor were illuminated, the long corridor revealed an indescribable feeling of desolation and loneliness.
She thought that she had misjudged him. He was still the beloved son of heaven. He could get the wind when he wanted and the rain when he wanted. How could he be lonely and how could he be desolate?
In fact, the one who is truly desolate and lonely is himself?
Gently closing the door is like closing the entire world related to Xiao Zhuoyan.
Listening to music alone, I hear tears streaming down my face, and I don’t know when I fall asleep. The next day, when the alarm clock rings, I get up and feel energetic again.
When I arrived at the company, I was like a motor running at full speed, with no distractions, dealing with all kinds of disturbing matters. When I looked up again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
After drinking some tea, surfing the Internet, and taking a nap, my phone was vibrating again. I touched it and looked at it. In fact, I almost didn’t need to look at it to know who it was. At this time every day, Zou Yelei would definitely call.
After hesitating for a moment, he put the phone down again.
The phone rang for a while and finally went silent. She stared at a cup of tea in a daze. Not long after, the melodious music started playing again. Without even looking at it, she picked up the phone and called, "Yelei."
The smile on the other end was a very gentle female voice, "It's me, Qingqing."
"Aunt Yan?" Xu Wanqing called in surprise.
"It's me," Yan Yingyu smiled softly over there, "Are you disappointed that I'm not the person you were thinking of?"
There was a hint of ridicule in her words.
Xu Wanqing was embarrassed. She had made a fool of herself...it was a little embarrassing.