"Leave Qin Mujie and be my woman." He repeated patiently.
"Gu Haoran, are you kidding?" Xia Tong was dumbfounded: "This is simply impossible."
His eyes were cold: "Since it's impossible, then don't try to escape from here. I will patiently make your impossible possible."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked away. Xia Tong opened his mouth in surprise and did not recover for a long time.
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Awakening in the middle of the night, Xia Tong sat up from his sleep, covered in cold sweat.
Looking at the strange room and strange bed in front of her, a feeling of loneliness and desolation suddenly rose in her heart. She suddenly missed Guaiguai, Ranran, and that villa that always had an indifferent face but always gave her timely treatment.
A caring man.
At a glance, she and he had not seen each other for two whole days. During the days when she was missing, would he miss her, would he search for her everywhere in the dark?
But——thinking of the night before leaving, her eyes dimmed again.
"Get out of the car!" He once said to her coldly and resolutely. In the deserted night, he drove her out.
He must be extremely angry, why would he think of looking for her now?
Xia Tong put on her slippers and walked out of the room, feeling a little hungry. Then she remembered that she didn't seem to eat anything at night. Walking along the stairs to the first floor, she was looking for some food to fill her stomach, but she saw someone in the lobby on the first floor.
The light is on.
She took two more steps and stopped immediately.
On the revolving bar, the pale yellow lamps exuded a gentle halo, and a man sat on a high chair with his back to her. In the shadow, his eyes were no longer as clear as usual, a little misty and blurred.
The blurry back seems to have traveled through thousands of years of waiting, tired and desolate.
Xia Tong thought for a while, then took two steps forward, but her eyes were fixed on his hand. To be precise, it was the paper boat folded in his hand.
On the black marble table, there were colorful papers on one side and folded paper boats on the other. The man lowered his head and folded it very carefully. His slender fingers were so beautiful under the light that it was hard to take his eyes away.
Xia Tong laughed a little, he would always surprise her unexpectedly.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
The person in front of him tilted his head slightly, and his sparse eyelashes were raised and slid over one by one. The black color was sometimes light and sometimes thick: "Do you want to help me?" He shook the paper boat in his hand.
Xia Tong pondered, sat down, took the colored paper in his hand, and folded it happily. He hadn't folded this thing for a long time, and his technique was a bit unfamiliar. Fortunately, he finally folded one recklessly and put it into his hand.
The man looked at the purple boat, his expression a little dazed, but mostly satisfied: "Thank you."
The cheerful expression was no longer as sullen and domineering as it was during the day, which made Xia Tong feel much better. She put her hands on the bar and asked, "Why are you stacking them?"
"This is for my sister. Tomorrow is her birthday." He said, Xia Tong was stunned.
Sister? Mo Yuxi? Her birthday?
For some reason, Xia Tong suddenly felt envious. Even though she had been dead for so long, there were still people who remembered her birthday and worked hard to prepare birthday gifts for her.
And when I think about my birthday every year, it seems that I spend it very deserted.
"How many are you going to fold?" she asked.
"999. I fold so many for her every year..." He frowned, seeming a little frustrated: "But I guess I won't be able to fold them all this year..."
"It doesn't matter." Xia Tong took another piece of paper, "I'm here to help you. I can definitely fold it."
For the next few hours, the two of them stayed quiet, folding paper boats seriously, without speaking. Under the dim light, the warmth of silence spread endlessly.
Xia Tong liked this feeling. It was a rare moment of relaxation between her and him throughout the day.
In the process of folding, she felt a scorching gaze focused on her. She couldn't help but look up, but she happened to meet his appraising gaze.
She was immediately embarrassed.
"The way you lower your head looks a lot like her..."
He seemed to speak casually, Xia Tong was startled, but his subordinates did not stop: "Don't tell me that your purpose of chasing me is just because I look like your sister?"
"No." He denied.
"What is that?"
He didn't say anything, but Xia Tong knew that her question was confused. Didn't Shen Yin tell her clearly yesterday that Gu Haoran never pursued her because of love.
He just didn't want her to interfere with his plan. But at this moment, she was confused. Now that his goal had been achieved, why did he stubbornly lock her here and tie her to him?
Since he doesn't love her, why should he let her be his woman?
Is it just because of the man's self-esteem and unwillingness? Unwilling that she once rejected him and chose Qin Mushi?
He lowered his head, took out a pen and paper, wrote something on one of the colored papers, and then moved in front of her.
Under the light, Xia Tong saw on the back of the colored paper, his cool and clean handwriting: "I don't know how to say, but I love you."
i love you……
Xia Tong was stunned. He said he loved her?
She raised her eyes in surprise, only to see that he was still folding the paper boats seriously, as if everything just now had never happened. She lowered her head again, and her face began to feel hot.
In this increasingly chaotic love chess game, even she doesn't know how to proceed?
By the swimming pool in the garden, he lit candles and put them in the paper boat, and then put the boat into the water. On the sparkling water, one boat after another set sail with the wind, as if carrying full of hope. .
Xia Tong stood by the swimming pool. The familiar scene before her eyes reminded her involuntarily of the scene when he proposed to her more than half a year ago. It was also the same paper boat, such candles, and such a scene...but it was only half a year ago. , everything has changed.
After setting off the paper boat, he stood up and looked at her. The light of the morning sun shone on him and smeared into his eyes, with a bit of warm tenderness.
"Xia Tong, do you really want to leave?" he said suddenly.
Xia Tong nodded without knowing why: "Yes."
"I just want you to agree to one request, okay?" he said, his tone almost begging.
Just as Xia Tong was about to speak, he seemed to have guessed what she was going to say: "It's not the one yesterday."
Xia Tong felt relieved: "You say."
He paused for a moment: "I want you to be my sister for a day..."