Seeing her tears, a wave of self-loathing gripped him tightly.
Mu Xicheng put a big T-shirt on her, pulled her to the sofa and asked her to sit down. Then he made a phone call and asked someone to send women's clothes.
When the other party asked about the size, Mu Xicheng was able to give it accurately.
After closing the phone, Mu Xicheng stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette.
The room suddenly fell into a long silence.
As the smoke lingered, he turned his back to her and said slowly: "I'm really angry."
He seemed to be saying to himself: "I'm angry that you don't know how to cherish yourself."
I met her when I returned to China—unexpectedly, when I met again four years later, she was already a wife.
He had forgotten how angry he was at that time, so angry that he wanted to kill someone! The only thing he could tell himself was that she got married, and that was her choice, as long as she was happy.
If she is happy, he can give in to everything, including his silent departure for the past four years.
However, when he investigated and found out that she was not Su Shijie's wife, but a fake Xia Xiner, he felt a little bit lucky.
He was glad that she was not Su Shijie's real wife.
She may not love him, or she may be helpless for some reason.
He didn't ask because she wouldn't tell him if he asked.
Just now, he learned that she was not happy, and it was even painful to hide her identity; he learned that although she was not Su Shijie's wife, they were already married.
Mu Xicheng didn't know whether he should be angry with himself for not taking good care of her, or angry with her for not knowing how to respect herself and love herself.
Chanel sat silently on the sofa, why wasn't she in pain...
Many times, she didn't know how to view the relationship between her and Mu Xicheng.
She wanted to hate him because he had indirectly inflicted all this pain on her, but she couldn't hate him!
She wanted to love him, but there were so many reasons and so many "no's" telling her that this wouldn't work -
After a long silence, a knock on the door broke the eerie silence in the room. Mu Xicheng's assistant brought a set of clothes to Chanel, and even the underwear was prepared.
Mu Xicheng handed it to her: "Take a bath."
Taking a shower in the bathroom of Mu Xicheng ward? Chanel couldn't do it, so she just hurriedly changed her clothes and left the place of right and wrong.
"Xia Nai." Before leaving, he said, "I can help you with your medical certificate."
Chanel stopped for a moment: "Conditions?"
"I just want to see you again." He said in a soft voice, "I can do whatever I want, you can arrange it."
Otherwise, if he let her leave like this, she would probably avoid him everywhere, and he was afraid that they would never have the chance to meet again.
Chanel didn't say anything and left.
Meeting again? She was afraid that he would still be as impulsive as today and that she was not worthy of him.
But if she doesn't accept his help, who else can she rely on?
With many worries, Shanel left the hospital.
On the way, I received a text message from Mu Xicheng: [There will be no next time.]
Shanel stared at the text message blankly for a while and then deleted it.
Until now, she still didn't dare to keep Mu Xicheng's mobile phone number, and she didn't make a note.
But those numbers changed from unfamiliar to familiar.
Every time she sent a text message from Mu Xicheng, she would delete it in time, and she would also delete the records of their phone calls in a timely manner. She was deeply afraid that one day Su Shijie would look through her mobile phone and trace this strange number.