Yi Ningxiu looked at her trembling hands and called her name with regret. Su Qianqian glanced at him in panic and couldn't help but take a step back.
The distance of this step is a distance that he cannot make up.
"Ning Xiu..." Su Qianqian covered her forehead, her voice filled with pain, "Give me time. I can't do it now..."
Yi Ningxiu sighed softly and held her hand, "It's my fault."
Su Qianqian opened her mouth but said nothing.
Regardless of whether it was because of pregnancy or not, that incident was a nightmare for her.
The tearing pain, the man's voice in her ears, and his cruel and unemotional eyes were all a nightmare for her.
"What happened that night?"
After much hesitation, he finally asked.
From that night on, she began to change.
She became distant, cold, and like a woman he didn't recognize.
From that day on, he couldn't help but want to pay attention to her. Before he knew it, he couldn't take his eyes away...
"You..." Su Qianqian glanced at him and asked in a low voice, "Have you forgotten?"
It's so funny that she kept those cruel memories alone, but the giver forgot about them.
"I drank that night..." Yi Ningxiu hesitated, "I just knew we had sex, but I can't remember anything." He lied.
When he woke up, the delicate warmth of her skin was still on his fingers, and her sweet fragrance was still in the air. He could still vaguely feel the heartiness of last night, and he could even recall her crying.
Voice.
Of course, he didn't dare to say it.
Once he said it, he could feel how unforgivable things he had done to her back then.
Su Qianqian sighed: "Since you have forgotten, then forget it. It is not... such a beautiful thing."
"Qian Qian!" Yi Ningxiu shouted anxiously, "I just want to know why you changed so much about me after that day."
"..." Su Qianqian looked at him with her round and clear cat eyes, and she asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to know?"
"……yes."
"Ning Xiu, do you know? After that day, I... really wanted to strangle you to death." She lowered her eyes and laughed softly, "But, I still couldn't bear it. Even if you almost killed me
, I still...can't bear to part with it."
That day, as usual, she had dinner with Mrs. Yi, finished chatting with Mrs. Yi, and then waited in the bedroom for Yi Ningxiu to come back.
During the year she was married to him, she had already become accustomed to waiting.
But it's as sweet as sugar.
Later, she fell asleep in a daze, and in the middle of the night, the door suddenly opened.
She soon woke up from her sleep and looked at the door. The man she had been waiting for for a long time was stumbling in.
Yi Ningxiu was wearing a suit and smelled of alcohol, but his handsome face was still perfect and delicate under the moonlight. Even because of the alcohol smell, his face had the warmth of an ordinary person, and it was cold and charming, which was particularly eye-catching.
Su Qianqian got off the bed, looked at the man's reddish cheeks, swallowed, and then carefully helped Yi Ningxiu to the bedside.
When she was awake, Yi Ningxiu never let her touch her. Although they slept together, they had two quilts.
At this moment, she felt a trace of sad joy because she touched his arm.