"You, you, what did you say?" Mu Shiqin looked at me in disbelief, his icy blue eyes as bright as the clouds, so dazzling that they couldn't be looked at.
My voice was sharp and slender, almost shouting out of my lungs: "You keep hating Liancheng. If it weren't for Liancheng, how do you think I, a woman, can make a living with a child? I'd rather be a prostitute if I beg for food! Say, say
ah!"
My yelling completely stunned him, and after I finished speaking, I also regretted it. I don’t know why I shouted such words, was it to save Liancheng, or was it just that thought in my heart...
"Father? Father? You said I am Xiaoye's father?" Mu Shiqin pinched my chin with unexpected force, causing me pain. He didn't seem to see me in my hysterical state, or the corner of my mouth.
A heavy smile. His body was trembling like that: "I ask you... what you just said, tell me again."
"I...I mean..." Tears rolled out of my eyes, and my whole body was shaking with pain, "No...I didn't say anything, nothing."
Obviously I was right, but the more I spoke to the end, the less confident I became. My voice was as low as a mosquito's chirp, my face turned red, and I didn't dare to raise my head.
Mu Shiqin suddenly fell silent.
The silent period was infinitely expanded and extended. I even felt the heartbeats of the two of us, thump-dong-dong, so loud and scary.
After a long time, his breathing slowly returned to calmness, and he looked at me calmly. "What did you mean by what you just said?"
His voice was ethereal and cool, like a breeze, passing by without any trace of emotion.
"I..." There was a lot of sweat on my forehead for some reason.
Mu Shiqin stared at me fiercely, his eyes were blood red, and shouted: "Say, don't let me repeat the same thing a second time."
I looked at him without blinking, not even noticing that a drop of tear had fallen: "It's nothing, just think I'm crazy."
I opened the door and was about to go out, but he grabbed me hard. His slender, flawless hand stretched out to me little by little and grabbed my clothes.
I just felt my breathing was blocked, and I coughed slightly as he forcefully pulled me up.
Those ice blue eyes stared deeply into my face, and suddenly he hugged me fiercely. The hug was so tight that I couldn't breathe. Slowly, there was an obvious look in his eyes.
The emotion was joy, overwhelming joy, which illuminated his whole body as if it were dazzling in golden light, and it was so beautiful that it dazzled my eyes.
"Ruoxi, say what you said again!"
My shoulders were wet. I looked up in surprise and saw a drop of crystal tears falling from his eyes.
He cried, Mu Shiqin cried?
Some people say that tears are a kind of diamond that never shows off its beauty. Some people say that tears are the regret after giving up. Some people say that tears are a symbol of feelings between people. There is an ulterior secret behind every tear.
Behind every tear there is a story that is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Behind every tear is a memory that cannot be erased. But these tears are the tears behind them and cannot be seen because the tears appear because they are fragile.
Mu Shiqin, if you cry, does that mean you are vulnerable? Because of my words, you are vulnerable?
...
Should I laugh loudly? But why am I crying in despair?
I never wanted to say it, Mu Shiqin, I never wanted to say it.