"What's wrong with you? You look dazed?" He sat next to her and held her shoulders, feeling a little worried.
Xia Tong came back to her senses and looked at him with slightly cold eyes. Since love is not allowed, why not explain it clearly, at least it will be easier than torturing each other.
"Qin Mujue, do you really want to know why I left this morning?"
He was stunned and tightened his grip on her shoulders.
"Okay." Xia Tong said, "Then let me tell you. Because what happened last night really made me feel dirty and hard to accept. Qin Mujie, we are divorced and we are strangers, but we did this
Such a thing! Don’t you feel uncomfortable? Don’t you feel nauseous just thinking about it?”
Feeling uncomfortable? Feeling nauseous? Want to vomit... His face tightened. Is this all the feeling he brought to her last night?
There is no joy at all, only endless shame, is that all?
"I didn't sleep all night, and I couldn't bear it anymore in the morning, so I ran away..." Xia Tong shrugged: "It's that simple."
"You lied!" He pursed his lips tightly and said these two words with great difficulty.
"Lying?" Xia Tong smiled: "Is there anything between us that I need to lie to cover up?"
She pushed his hand away: "Qin Mujie, please wake up? Is there love between us? Did the two of us start in a normal state? Qin Mujie, it was you who hijacked me at my sister's wedding.
, and then raped me... What good results will there be from such a twisted beginning?"
"Then what kind of start do you think is normal?" he asked coldly.
"At least we should first pursue, send flowers, go on dates, watch movies, eat... then start holding hands, kissing, and finally going to bed... We have never experienced the transition in between!" Xia Tong smiled: "In this way, you can too
It’s ridiculous to be able to say you love me!”
He stood up, obviously angry.
Xia Tong met his gaze and refused to give in at all.
He wandered around her face, his eyes slowly moving down, and landed on an open box of medicine on the coffee table, which was obviously taken just now. Xia Tong followed his gaze and looked panicked for a moment.
That was - the contraceptive pill she just bought at night.
She was just about to reach out to take the medicine, but he caught it in his hand first. When the man's eyes saw the name of the medicine, his expression suddenly became deep and cold.
He looked at her, laughed sarcastically, and threw the medicine on her: "It seems that you were really sick last night...so eager to eliminate all traces of me..."
"……."
"Okay, as you wish." After he said that, he strode out of the room without looking at her.
Xia Tong suddenly fell down on the sofa.
The man walked downstairs and leaned against the wall for a long time. He didn't do anything, said nothing, didn't even have an expression on his face, he just stood there stiffly...
I don’t know if I am hoping or waiting for something.
It took almost a whole century before he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number...
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After Qin Mushi left, Xia Tong had another sleepless night. Perhaps she had slept enough during the day yesterday, so she didn't feel very sleepy or uncomfortable when she woke up early in the morning.
After washing up and putting on fresh and clean suits, Xia Tong was ready to go to work. But just as he walked out of the door, a young man holding flowers suddenly walked over from the stairs. He looked up at the house number and looked down at the notebook in his hand...
…
When he saw the door of Xia Tong's house, he stopped and said, "Do you know Ms. Xia Tong?" He walked up to Xia Tong and asked.
"Uh... I am, who are you?"
"That's you?" The young man's eyes lit up: "Hello, I am the flower delivery person from Anyuan Flower Shop. Someone ordered a bouquet of yellow roses for you in our shop. Please sign for it."
"Send flowers? Me?" Xia Tong pointed to herself in disbelief. No wonder she was so surprised. Is this really the first time someone has given her flowers?
Seeing the young man nodding his head solemnly, Xia Tong doubtfully signed the form he handed over.
She turned around, took the flowers into the living room, and rummaged through them, but couldn't find any evidence about the identity of the flower sender. In the end, she could only shake her head helplessly, accepted the flowers, and inserted them into the vase on the dining table.
inside.
The originally lifeless room seemed to come alive with this bouquet of flowers.
Xia Tong smiled, turned around, walked out of the door, and went downstairs. She lowered her head and tried to dig out the change for the bus from her bag. A harsh sound of a car interrupted her movement.
Xia Tong raised his head and saw Qin Mujue, who was standing beside the car. He was wearing a simple black shirt and trousers that outlined his tall and tall figure.
The kingly demeanor with everything in the world in sight.
Xia Tong was surprised. Wasn't he already angry with her last night? Why now...
The man opened the car door and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to work..."
Xia Tong opened his mouth in shock, unable to react, what is going on now?
He took the bag on her shoulder, put it in the car, and asked casually: "Have you received the flowers? How are they? Do you like them?"
The bouquet of flowers in the morning was sent by him? Xia Tong was surprised: "Why did you..." She really didn't understand, she had already said so absolutely yesterday. Any self-respecting man would not be able to bear it, let alone
He is such a proud man like Qin Muzhen. Logically speaking, he should have coldly let go long ago. How could he...
He put his hand on the car door and said expressionlessly: "Didn't you say last night that a normal relationship should be pursued first, then sending flowers, going on dates and watching movies...I thought about it later, and you were right.
…….”
"……."
"So I decided to start pursuing you again."
"Ah?" Xia Tong was speechless.
He sat in the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt: "Get in the car..."
Xia Tong reached out to him: "Give me the bag!"
"I'll return it as soon as we get in the car."
"You!" Xia Tong clenched his fists angrily, hesitated for a moment, and finally sat in the car angrily, "Can you return it to me now?"
He smiled: "Sit tight." Then he started the engine.
Along the way, he didn't say anything and kept focusing on driving. But Xia Tong was driven more and more crazy by his behavior. What on earth did he want to do?
What was on her mind, she really shouted out: "Qin Mujue, what on earth do you want to do?"