After dusk, the hustle and bustle of the night officially kicked off. Accompanied by the slightly drunken warm wind, Lan Xichen drove the car as fast as possible. The open roof let the night wind pour in wantonly, messing up his
But no matter what, it could not dispel the irritability in his heart.
Thinking of what Ye Qiaoxi said tonight, he felt like countless sharp thorns piercing his heart. Although it was not deep, it was enough to make him uncomfortable and unable to calm down for a moment. He didn't understand what else he wanted to do.
Do? Why does this happen between them?
When he returned to Lanzhai, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Opening the door, a figure immediately jumped up from the sofa in the living room and walked towards him, "Xichen?"
Through the moonlight that came through, Lan Xichen could see her clearly, "Jia'er?"
"Where have you been? Why did you come back just now?" Situ Jia came over and immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol. She covered her nose and stared, "Have you been drinking?"
"Drink a little." Lan Xichen walked to the refrigerator and poured a glass of water, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"How dare I sleep?" Situ Jia glanced at him angrily, "We heard you and Xixi arguing downstairs, and then you slammed the door and walked out. I'm worried that you can't think of committing suicide, so you're just waiting here for the police.
The family members are coming to identify the body."
Lan Xichen took a few sips of water, looked at her serious look, shook his head and laughed, "Why do you sound so disappointed to me?"
"Tch, you think I'm as heartless as you." Situ Jia came over, took the cup from his hand, turned around and made another cup of hot milk, "Hey, drink it."
Lan Xichen took it and said, "Thank you."
"When did you learn to drink away your sorrows?" Situ Jia blinked her bright eyes and looked at him softly, "Xichen, if you are really so sad, don't work so hard. Why don't you give everyone a break?
Where’s the time to breathe?”
Lan Xichen raised his head, "Time?"
Situ Jia smiled and said, "Well, you and Xixi are like a rubber band holding each other tightly at both ends. If you push too hard, it will snap and eventually hurt each other. Why not relax appropriately, maybe it will
It has unexpected effects.”
He held the milk and took a slow sip, seeming to be thinking about her words.
"Oh, you are all my best friends, believe me, this method will definitely work." Situ Jia said confidently, with an expression that she knew him well, "How can Xixi bear it when you lose your temper?
"
At this time, slight footsteps came from the stairwell, and Zi Ye appeared in the living room like a ghost. He looked directly at Lan Xichen, "Do you have time?"
Lan Xichen glanced at him lightly, turned around and walked out of the house.
Zi Ye followed quietly.
Situ Jia looked at the two of them with complicated eyes, hesitated for a moment and walked slowly back upstairs. When she passed Ye Qiaoxi's room, she saw the bright gap and suddenly understood. She did not close the door tightly.
Just waiting for Lan Xichen. Through the dim light, you can see Ye Qiaoxi lying awkwardly on the bed, as if she had just fallen asleep.
She held her breath and struggled for a long time. Finally, she reached out her hand and gently tightened the crack in the door.
"Ah wu..." Qiuqiu raised his head, glanced at the person outside the door with his round black eyes, and immediately bit Ye Qiaoxi's finger.
Ye Qiaoxi turned over and waved his hand, "Qiuqiu, don't make trouble..."
In the garden, except for the occasional sound of insects, the surroundings were eerily quiet. Two equally tall and outstanding men stared at each other face to face.
Lan Xichen raised his brows and raised his chin slightly, "What do you want from me?"
"I'm here to tell you that I will give you one last chance. If I see Xixi crying for you again, I will take her away from here without hesitation." There was no ups and downs on Zi Ye's calm face.
The reserved aura unique to the killer blended into the night. Even his voice was so soft that it seemed as if it would be swallowed up by the night at any time.
Lan Chen raised her eagle-like eyes, and there was a cruel smile at the corner of her mouth that could freeze everything, "With you? Do you think you can take her away from me?" Conceit and arrogance have always been the exclusive property of kings, Lan
Xichen can use it to the extreme in front of his opponent to destroy his unexplained self-confidence.
However, only he knew that the anger in his heart was about to overwhelm his reason. He had long felt that Ye Qiaoxi was special to him. If he could say this in front of him, he was completely confident!
Damn it! What should he do? What should he do?
"Before, it was indeed not possible. But now, after you hurt her again and again, maybe I can." Zi Ye's beautiful and fair face, reflected in the moonlight, revealed a strange and insightful look.
Lan Xichen stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "If you dare to get close to her, I will kill you." His bloodthirsty eyes were menacing.
Ziye didn't change her expression, just pushed him away with her hand, "You lost her entirely because of yourself. Don't impose your fault on others."
"What did you say?"
"You asked Xixi to be friends with your first love, didn't you think of the consequences? Xixi is a simple girl, and she may get hurt accidentally. Now, they are under the same roof, and there are too many accidents.
'Maybe it happened." Zi Ye looked at him indifferently and sneered, "Maybe I should congratulate you on your reconciliation with your first love. Maybe this is what you expected."
Lan Xichen frowned, but unexpectedly did not respond. She turned her gaze to the window of Ye Qiaoxi's room, where there was still a faint light on, as if she was waiting for something.
Zi Ye said no more, glanced at him, turned around and walked in.
Lan Xichen lit up a cigarette and took a few puffs. He hadn't touched these things for a long time since Ye Qiaoxi became pregnant. Why can't he be temporarily paralyzed by inhaling it like before?
What about the burdened nerves?
Throwing most of the remaining cigarette on the ground, stamping out the little flames with your feet, walked in with big steps, and went straight upstairs.
When he came to her room door, he held the handle and was about to turn it when he heard a slight moan/moan not far away. He listened carefully and found that it seemed to be Situ Jia's room.
He frowned, hearing that the sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, he slowly let go of the handle and walked towards her room.
In the room, Qiuqiu raised his head alertly, and then immediately licked Ye Qiaoxi's face harder, "Ah wu..."
Ye Qiaoxi dodged and slowly opened his eyes, "What are you doing..."
Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside the door and sat up reflexively, "Is it Xichen?"
Qiuqiu whimpered a few times, then lay back on the bed and continued to sleep, as if to say that its task had been completed and the next thing had nothing to do with it.
Ye Qiaoxi finally came to her senses, thought about it, and said with determination, "No, I'm going to talk to him!" After saying that, she immediately jumped out of bed, opened the door and ran out. Things must have a result.
, even if it is a quarrel, the quarrel must produce results. We cannot be like now, where everyone is holding their breath and only saying things that hurt each other.
Lan Xichen knocked on Situ Jia's door, and she heard her painful voice trying to suppress it, "Come in, come in."
"Jia'er?" As Lan Xichen approached, he saw Situ Jia curled up lying on the ground, his face was horribly pale, his facial features were twisted to one point, and there were big drops of sweat on his forehead.
"Jia'er, what's wrong with you?"
He hurried over and helped the person on the ground.
"I, I have a stomachache..." Situ Jia said intermittently, covering his stomach with his hand.
Lan Xichen looked stern, "I'll take you to the hospital!"
Situ Jia has a chronic stomachache. If she is not rushed to the hospital, the pain will cause her whole body to convulse and her limbs to twitch. Therefore, no matter how busy she is, she will eat three meals on time to prevent herself from starving. Over time, she will slowly recover.
After that, it has been a long time since she did it again. But she was fine just now, but why did she get a stomachache just a moment later?
Without any time to think, he picked up the person on the ground and rushed out the door. He happened to bump into Ye Qiaoxi who walked in along the light.
Seeing Lan Xichen, Ye Qiaoxi immediately blurted out, "Xichen, I want to talk to you-" Her eyes fell on the person in his arms, her expression was startled, and she was about to ask her what was wrong, but Lan Xichen said
He said impatiently, "Get out of the way."
He hugged Situ Jia and crossed Ye Qiaoxi, strode down, and comforted the person in his arms with a gentle tone, "Jia'er, please bear with me."
"Well..." Situ Jia tightened his clothes and nodded laboriously, "Xichen, will you stay with me? Just like before, stay with me when I'm sick... Promise me, okay?"
"Yeah." Lan Xichen only wanted to send her to the hospital as soon as possible, and she couldn't help but speed up.
Ye Qiaoxi didn't react until the sound of a sports car engine sounded outside the door.
She lowered her head silently and walked slowly back to her room.
This time, she didn't cry.
There are no tears to vent real sorrow. Now, even the heart doesn't seem to hurt that much. Because it has been broken beyond repair and is dead. In this case, how can it hurt?
"Xixi," I don't know when, Zi Ye stood next to her, looking at her with a look of pity.
Ye Qiaoxi raised his head, his expression even a little dull, "Zi Ye, he's gone." Just now, in front of her.
Zi Ye stroked her cheek and said, "Cry if you want."
She shook her head for a long time and said, "Zi Ye, you said that if I was unhappy, you would take me away."
Zi Ye frowned. He had said this more than once. However, he didn't want that to really happen.
"Now, I'm not happy."
He was startled and did not respond for a long time.
"Zi Ye, I'm not happy." Ye Qiaoxi repeated it clearly.
This time, her eyes were firm.
Zi Ye stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to see into the deepest part of her soul. After he finally couldn't see anything that could be called "nostalgia", he lowered his eyes and nodded slowly, "Okay.
,I see."
It's pitch dark at the intersection at midnight. Because you can't see the direction clearly, you always miss the right choice. You make the same mistake again and again, and the mistake becomes irreversible. In the end, you can only silently pay for the wrong choice.
That night, two people who could have met there chose different directions and walked farther and farther...