As if being asked about his sore spot, Xia Dongye's face froze, as if he was avoiding something. He reached for the table behind him, grabbed the cigarette and lighter on it, and pulled out a cigarette with a slight trembling, and lit it.
After a second, he pressed it out again and smiled sheepishly at Haiyue, "Sorry, I forgot for a moment that you are a pregnant woman and cannot inhale second-hand smoke."
"No, it's okay." Haiyue looked at his actions and thought that she must have asked something she shouldn't have asked, so she forced out an unnatural smile and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it.
It’s very late and I have to go back to Sikong Manor tomorrow morning, so I should go back too…”
Xia Dongye suddenly interrupted Haiyue, "Faxia is no longer here."[
No, no more – what does that mean?!!!
Could it be that...
Haiyue stared at Sikong Jingqiu with her eyes wide open and her mouth agape.
Damn it! She asked something she shouldn't have asked!
If she had known things would turn out like this, she would have just slipped back into her room and slept. Why bother asking any embarrassing questions?
Haiyue is so regretful!
She stammered an apology to Xia Dongye, "I'm sorry... I didn't know..."
"It doesn't matter." Xia Dongye smiled, turned around and pulled out a chair for Haiyue to sit on, and he sat behind the desk, using the lamp on the desk to hide half of his face, "Anyway, it has been a long time ago, and I don't care anymore.
, and I almost forgot what she looked like..."
Xia Dongye had already moved the chair, so Haiyue had no choice but to sit down, looking at Xia Dongye with eyes full of worry.
Does Dr. Xia really not care anymore?
If you really don't care, how can you think of yourself as the girl named Faxia?
So, he actually still cares about it deep down.
Haiyue wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know how to say it. She was also afraid that her comfort would make Xia Dongye feel that she was pitying him.