When they walked in, the father and daughter were still immersed in the sound of the piano, but this time the person playing the piano was replaced by Yi Xiangxi. He played an ancient tune, and Xiaobai listened very attentively with his chin.
She sat down in the corner silently, her head buried in her knees.
Yi Xiangxi quietly raised his head and looked at her, and saw that she was sitting far away from him, even far away from Xiaobai - she was a world by herself.
He slowly put away the piano, and Xiaobai jumped up. Only then did he notice Xiaomai, and hurriedly ran over: "Sister Mai, Sister Mai, are you asleep?"
She stood up, moving a little hastily.
Yi Xiangxi's eyes fell on her hand. She moved her hand away inadvertently and went out under the dim moonlight.
That night, Qiao Xiaomai carefully visited every room in the house. Upstairs, downstairs, and even Yi Xiangxi's own bedroom.
How has Yi Xiangxi lived these years? What is the most important thing in his life? Besides Bingbing, what other girlfriends do he have?
The so-called knowing yourself and your enemy means you will be victorious in every battle.
Unfortunately, she didn't get any clues until she was lying on the bed, too tired to keep her eyes open.
Yi Xiangxi is like an iron man, invulnerable.
She couldn't find any other weakness in him: Xiaodong listened to him and obeyed; as for Bingbing, he didn't seem to be interested... She secretly thought, maybe, he was pretending?
Because he was afraid of hurting Bingbing, he pretended not to care about her? Just like when he deliberately concealed Xiaodong's identity?
This man is cruel and ruthless. He obviously won't trust her, Qiao Xiaomai, nor anyone else. The more he cares about people, the less he pretends to care? What he's afraid of is finding those people.
trouble?
She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps.
Her body suddenly became tense, and the nightmare from the past came back. She sat up hurriedly. She habitually touched under the pillow, and soon she stopped. There was nothing under the pillow, no dagger, no body protection...
She was so frightened that she couldn't control herself. It was a kind of inertia. Back then, every time such footsteps sounded, the door would be knocked open. Sometimes there would be a strong smell of alcohol. The drunk men looked like thugs, and they would tear apart each time.
He tore her clothes apart and rushed in as if she was a tool for venting... He indulged in such a simple and crude carnival for countless nights, and the pain of being torn apart many times can never be forgotten...
She was so frightened that she couldn't control herself, and secretly cursed herself for being stupid. Why not get into the tiger's den and get the tiger's cub? This is really a sheep into the tiger's mouth, no one else can blame her.
She took a deep breath. If Yi Xiangxi dared to mess around... If he dared... His eyes passed over the dressing table, but she couldn't find any decent weapons... In fear, she almost screamed out Xiao Bai's
name.
However, the expected loud noise did not happen - no, no one kicked the door, and no drunkard rushed in.
There was silence all around.
At the door, stood a lonely figure.
He leaned against the wall, clearly longing to go in, but he didn't dare and didn't know how to speak, even for fear of disturbing her sweet dream.
After a long while, he finally reached out and knocked on the door.
"Who... who is..."
The voice was obviously stern and sullen.
"Xiao Bai is asleep...I...I can't sleep...Mai, can I come in and sit down?"