Chanel took out a red envelope from her handbag, which contained some money she had saved as her mother's living expenses:
"Don't think too much, things have already happened...I need some time to think about it."
"Nair..." Mom didn't answer, looking at her expectantly.
It's like this every time. Every time Chanel is tied down by her family, she gets all kinds of expectant looks...
Chanel left the money on the table and left home. Knowing that her mother had been standing at the gate watching, she was cruel and did not look back.
She has always been soft-hearted and indulgent towards her family.
But this time, her mother broke her heart.
Why does she always think of her family as her first priority no matter where she is, but they are all... so selfish?
…
After getting in the car, Chanel felt her arms tighten, and a hand pulled her into a hot embrace.
Su Shijie hugged her and bit her ear in punishment: "Why are you so slow?"
"I'm already very fast."
Su Shijie let go of her and looked at her carefully, his thumb sliding across her pale cheek.
"Bad mood?"
She doesn't usually like to wear makeup, and even when she does wear makeup, she mainly wears light makeup.
So, she really didn't hide it from Su Shijie...
"I had a bad dream last night." Chanel took his hand away, "What about you?"
Su Shijie raised the corners of his mouth mockingly: "That's good, at least you can still dream."
Chanel's heart tightened: "We can see each other every day, but it's just one night. Is it necessary?"
"No need." Su Shijie whispered, "But habit is a terrible thing."
Habit is like a drug addiction. When he gets used to sleeping next to her, her smell in the air, getting used to her soft body in his arms, getting used to being able to smell the fragrance of her hair whenever he lowers his head...
Suddenly one day, he was alone, and the bed became big and lonely.
"She's looking at you." Su Shijie said suddenly.
Following Su Shijie's line of sight, Chanel looked towards her balcony through the window glass. Sure enough, her mother was standing there, looking at her with red eyes and a pale and haggard face.
Shanel quickly closed her eyes: "Let's drive."
Su Shijie thought about her for a while, then started the engine. It wasn't until the car had driven a long way that he asked, "Did you have a fight?"
"No, I said it was just a nightmare."
"What nightmare?"
"Since it's a nightmare, of course you can't tell it." Chanel whispered, "otherwise it will be effective."
Su Shijie whispered: "Am I in the dream?"
"No."
"Have you ever dreamed of me?"
Shanel wanted to say no, but the trace of expectation in his tone made her a little unbearable...
She opened the window and was so honest for the first time: "Yes."
"Is this a nightmare?"
"no."
"Then tell me."
"You can't talk about good dreams." Chanel whispered, "It won't be effective if you say it."
"Do you have any dreams about me... that are neither good nor bad?"
"No."
Su Shijie curled his lips, turned the steering wheel, and made a sharp turn: "Now it's your turn to ask me."
"What do I ask you for?"
"Have I ever dreamed of you?"
Shanel's heart tightened again, but she tried her best to act as if she didn't care: "Okay, Mr. Su, have you ever dreamed about me?"