She didn't seem to object to Xi Xiangdong being so close to her, especially when those deep eyes seemed to see through her heart. If they had been a couple, such intimacy would not be out of line. But... her shoulders trembled.
, asked softly: "Then do you love me?"
He smelled the fragrance of her body and regretfully brushed his fingers over the delicate skin of her neck: "What a disappointment." After saying that, he let her go.
Pei Xiao stared blankly at him as he walked into the bathroom, and then there was the sound of running water. He lost all strength and fell weakly into the sofa.
She lost her memory and had always been half-doubtful that Xi Xiangdong was her boyfriend. Since when did this man penetrate into her internal organs like poison? She was used to his cold face and knew that he was pretending to be someone else.
But she willingly followed his footsteps and jumped in stupidly. Wasn't disfigurement enough for her to wake up?
Under the bright lights, the diamond dress was dazzling, but the snow-white skirt was stained with a row of dazzling wine stains.
Pei Xiao came closer, caressing the chiffon material, and said with a touch of regret: "What a pity..."
Take the dress to the sink, release a certain proportion of detergent in the basin, then put the soiled dress into the water and scrub it.
The skirt was so white that even after rubbing it for a long time, it still left faint marks.
"What are you doing?" Xi Xiangdong's magnetic voice came to his ears. He had already finished taking a shower and was standing outside the door in his pajamas, frowning at her.
Pei Xiao happily raised his clothes: "Look, it was cleaned quickly."
He glanced at it and said calmly: "What else are you washing? Just throw it away."
It would be a pity to throw away such an expensive dress.
"It's just a little dirty, I can still wear it after washing it..."
"I said throw it away!" His expression suddenly changed, he yelled at her, walked over and snatched the clothes from her hand.
"No..." Pei Xiao seemed to be reluctant to give up, and instinctively pulled the skirt in his hand.
He sneered, his eyes burning with coldness and anger: "Are these clothes yours? Why do you say no?"
"I..." She was panicked, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly let go of her hand.
Xi Xiangdong grabbed the skirt with his hands, strode to the balcony, and stretched the hand holding the skirt out of the window.
"No..." Pei Xiao followed closely, watching helplessly as he let go, her white skirt drew an arc in the air, and slowly fell into the night.
Pei Xiao lay on the balcony, glanced down, turned around and ran downstairs.
After a while, Pei Xiao's figure appeared in the green belt downstairs. She bent her waist, climbed up to the flower bed, and reached for the skirt hanging on the branches of the old locust tree.
In the night, the figure flashed and fell heavily into the flower bed.
Xi Xiangdong's black eyes trembled, and a storm was brewing.
Pei Xiao dug her fingers into the cold soil and tried to climb up the flower bed again. At this time, a pair of big hands tightened around her waist and lifted her out of the flower bed.
As soon as he landed, Xi Xiangdong let go of his hand indifferently. Pei Xiao shook his head and stabilized his body. Looking at Xi Xiangdong who appeared here, he smiled lightly.
"What exactly do you want to do?" He finally frowned.
"Since you threw it away, whoever picks it up will belong to him." Pei Xiao stared at him and said word by word.
Xi Xiangdong remained silent, his dark eyes shining brightly, and he watched coldly as she climbed onto the flower bed again, stood on tiptoes to reach for the white skirt on the tree. The hem of the tulle skirt fluttered gently in the night wind, and the girl held out her hand to it.