After getting out of the taxi, Xinhan flipped up her long hair and walked into a high-end community and apartment. She didn't care about the man following her, as if he was just air.
Shi Feiyan followed her very naturally and casually, and he didn't care at all even if others regarded him as nothing.
Calm and relaxed!
Shi Feiyan, what am I to you?
Xinhan wanted to turn around and question him, but she decisively did not look back. She walked directly out of the elevator, walked to her apartment, took out her key and opened the door.[
In the eyes of outsiders, this scene is probably a tacit understanding.
She opened the door and went in to change her slippers; he followed and also changed his slippers.
A trace of displeasure flashed across Shi Feiyan's brows. The men's slippers on the shoe rack were naturally not prepared for him. Maybe they were prepared for that little creamy squid?
Putting away the jealousy that was gradually burning in his heart, Shi Feiyan smiled with a smile that felt good about himself, and closed the door for her before entering.
This room is quiet and the "tacit understanding" is weird.
Xinhan changed his slippers, turned on the light, put down his bag, walked directly into the bedroom, closed the door and changed clothes.
Shi Feiyan walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the chilling little nest inside and outside.
The small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room was decorated very warmly. Xinhan was always picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Kurosawa said that every piece of furniture in her home was personally selected by Xinhan.
Women who live seriously are the most attractive.
Shi Feiyan was lying on the sofa, and suddenly a warmth surged in his heart, and he even felt that his villa was worse than a cold nest.
He pulled on his tie, grabbed the pillow as a pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Maybe he was really tired. Over the years, he was no longer around, his back was often injured, and he never had a peaceful night's sleep.
That kind of sleeping position is really uncomfortable.
At this moment, he actually fell asleep like that. Perhaps it was because the apartment was filled with a chilling atmosphere, which could quickly put him into a state of physical and mental relaxation.
When Xinhan changed into a knee-length long T-shirt and walked out, what he saw was Shi Feiyan sleeping soundly on the sofa.
She opened the bedroom door with a cold face, and was slightly stunned at this moment.
Then he continued to treat him as air, walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took a papaya from inside.
Xinhan squeezed a glass of papaya juice for himself, continued to ignore the man on the sofa, turned off the light in the living room, closed the door and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I got up tossing and turning with a chill, took out a new air-conditioning blanket from the closet, walked lightly to the living room, and carefully covered him.[
In the darkness, she couldn't see clearly his face, the resolute cheek that refused to appear in her dreams no matter how many times she dreamed about it at midnight.
Feeling cold and depressed, I stood up and walked back to the room with big steps.
Her last and best five years were filled with trauma because of his cruel abandonment. But he reappeared in her world just when she was about to die. What was this?!
Shi Feiyan, I hate you!
The door to the bedroom was closed in a chilling way, and there was a woman waiting for death; a man who had decisively abandoned her, inside and outside, was so ironic that the woman was chilling and crying.
She lay on her bed with tears streaming down her face, and all the pretense, bravery, and healing were rolled into the Pacific Ocean.
Late at night is when people give up pretending to be strong and reveal their most vulnerable side.
She didn't even dare to think about or ask about her son. She was going to die, and she was going to die in just 14 days!