After half a day's journey, both of them were exhausted and their feet were too sore to move forward. Fortunately, considering that Xie Ya had a big belly and stopped many times to rest, she was very tired. Traveling is really a physical activity. Follow The bus returned to the city, and the two of them took a taxi back to the hotel. As soon as they walked into the lobby, they heard a soft call: "Xiaoya." We turned around at the same time, and saw Chen Xin standing next to the sofa in the hall with a serious look on his face. Sober.
He is not particularly good-looking, but the heroic spirit between his brows is there. At first, I even thought that he was dull and an honest man, perfect for Xie Ya. But now it seems that I was wrong. The innocent character in the game may not be the same in reality, and I also ignored the circle and environment in which he lives, which may be too tempting.
Chen Xin's eyes met mine, and then he turned away and looked at Xie Ya.
In fact, I expected him to find him, and I believe it was also expected by Xie Ya. Although she said she wanted to be wild, in her heart she hoped that he would come to her, otherwise she would not be there. I took out my ID card when checking in to the guest room. Who are they? Now that the real-name system is in place, you can just ask the public security department to check and their address can be found out immediately.
Chen Xin walked up to us and said calmly: "Xiaoya, come back with me."
Xie Ya laughed out loud: "What if I say I can't go back?" He frowned, "Don't make trouble, if you have anything to do, we can talk about it when we go home." I could clearly see Xie Ya's face was startled, maybe it was Chen Xin. The word "home" touched the softness of her heart, and finally she nodded silently, and then looked at me apologetically.
I chuckled lightly and whispered, "Seize the opportunity and have a good talk."
I always believe that problems between husband and wife, like many men and women, will not be one-sided. Pregnant women are more emotional and will become extremely sensitive. This may not be the reason for Xie Ya, so I still hope that they can Communicate well.
Chen Xin put his hand around Xie Ya's back and said to me before leaving: "Zi Yang is waiting for you upstairs, in the room you booked." He wanted to say something else, but his lips moved and he didn't say it. In fact, I I understand that he hesitated to speak. Xu Ziyang must be very angry this time. There is a big storm waiting for me upstairs.
Ah Q thought, if I turn around and run away now, I don't know how far I can escape. But he quickly overturned the idea. He only had a few dollars in his pocket and no documents, so he just let it go.
He bravely entered the elevator, pressed the third floor button, and stood in front of the door. He hesitated and knocked on the door. It wasn't because he was afraid of his anger, but because he didn't know how to face this man who was about to be someone else's fiancé. .
Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened from the inside. Xu Ziyang was standing behind the door, his eyes were dark, his face was ashen, and the storm was coming. He suddenly raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and said slowly: "Twenty-three Minutes and twenty seconds.”
I frowned and looked at him in confusion, and then he gave an explanation: "When you stepped into the hotel door, the person staying behind called up to report. From downstairs to the third floor, you spent a total of 23 Minutes, it's so slow." The message contained in the malicious taunt shocked me. Fortunately, I didn't get dizzy just now and wanted to turn away, otherwise I would be caught on the spot by the people he left behind downstairs. What a scene. It will be even more embarrassing.
"Still not coming in? Do you want me to hold you?" Someone snorted through his nose.
Stretching out my head was a knife, and retracting my head was also a knife. I straightened my chest and stepped into the door. As soon as I heard the door closing behind me, I was pushed by an external force and leaned against the back of the door. Then the male
The breath gathered around me. His sharp eyes swept over every part of my face, and then he asked in a dangerous tone: "Why, are you running away from home like Xie Ya?"
I raised my head and looked at him, and retorted: "Home? Do I have one?" Whether it is my residence or his house, the name is written as his, and it cannot be my home.
There was a storm in Xu Ziyang's gloomy face, but I still straightened my neck and looked unyielding in my eyes.
He asked: "What do you want to say? I asked you not to walk around wantonly, but you ran out of the city, and you still don't feel it was wrong at this moment? Do you know that Xinzi and I almost turned C City upside down?"
"Oh, what are you doing with me? Aren't you supposed to be by Ding Lan's side at this time?"
He turned his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "What did Xie Ya tell you?"
"Don't let others know it, and don't do it unless you do it yourself!" I said word by word, clearly seeing his sudden change in expression. The harmony between me and him has always been just on the surface. It seems like a gentle breeze and drizzle recently, but in fact the storm has already covered it up.
Heaven came, but I was imprisoned in a golden cage and knew nothing.
"Ding Lan just announced the marriage unilaterally!"
"How dare she make such a statement without your approval?"
Xu Ziyang narrowed his eyes. This was not the first time I had quarreled with him, so the darkness in his black eyes was clearly visible. He was already angry. Sure enough, he used a cold tone and warned: "Yu Qian, you'd better do my job."
Leave it alone!"
After saying that, I didn't even think about arguing with him. My feet were extremely sore from walking all afternoon and I didn't want to continue this meaningless topic. "Should I leave now? Or stay here for one night?"
Seeing me changing the topic, he calmed down, hugged me, and pressed his lips to my lips regardless. He pressed hard, and his teeth hit the bottom. Immediately, blood filled his lips. He stepped away in pain, and stared at me.
The blood-stained lips were bright red, like a vampire. The next second, he bowed his head again, but instead of occupying my lips, he attacked my neck instead, biting all the way down, and the sound of tearing clothes could be heard in my ears.
I roared angrily: "Xu Ziyang, do you have to use force every time?"
The invasion suddenly stopped, and his lips pulled away from the painful neck, "Do I force myself on you every time?" His voice was soft, indescribably weird and dangerous. I glanced at the torn shoulder sarcastically.
The clothes on my face exposed a piece of skin, and my lips were numb and painful. I didn’t need to look in the mirror to know how embarrassed I was now.
Xu Ziyang turned around and walked inside, kicked over a chair, and then stood in front of the window. This was the first time I saw his violent side. He stared at the chair that fell aside and thought about the tables and chairs in this hotel.
It's just solid and won't fall apart if you kick it.
Glancing at the door on the left, I pushed it open and it turned out to be the bathroom.
When I walked in, I saw that I was even more miserable than I imagined. My face was pale, the hat on my head had fallen outside the door, my hair was standing on end, my lips were broken, and there was a long red mark on my neck that snaked into the collar.
, the half-exposed shoulders looked like they had just been ravaged.
I turned on the faucet, slapped my face with cold water, squeezed some toothpaste and applied it to the broken lips. Then I took a towel and put it on my shoulders, just covering the exposed area. After dawdling for a long time, I walked out of the bathroom. Only to find that I was standing there.
The man by the window was lying on the bed undressed, with his back to this side.
This room was a standard room with two beds. It looked like he was staying here for one night before leaving. I stepped lightly on the carpet and tried not to make any noise, but as soon as I walked to the other bed, my stomach felt untimely.
cried out.
At noon, Xie Ya and I were still in the car. When we got here, we ate some dry food and went with the tour group. But now it was past dinner time, and we were so hungry that we started to talk about the empty city strategy. But someone is here
, just think about the idea of going downstairs to buy food, but it will definitely not happen.
I glanced at the dark figure, and finally chose to lie down on the bed and close my eyes. It was only after eight o'clock, how could I sleep, and my empty stomach was grinding, and it started to hurt slightly. I covered it with my hands and curled up.
The body uses this method to delay pain.
According to some statistics, eight out of ten people will have some symptoms of gastritis, and I am one of those eight out of ten. Under normal circumstances, as long as you eat normally, there will be no inflammation. When you are very hungry, you will feel pain.
It penetrated bit by bit. In the haze, I felt someone touching my forehead. I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt heavy, thinking that I was so sleepy.
Not long after, I smelled a fragrance in my nose, and my body was half-hugged. Someone was patting my cheek, and a distant voice called: "Qianqian, wake up, get up and eat before going to sleep."
The voice was so gentle, I must be dreaming, entering an illusion. Perhaps the smell of the food was too tempting, driving away the sleepyheads. I finally half-squinted my eyes, and Xu Ziyang’s exquisite facial features were close at hand, and his eyes were like a faint smile.
The water in the ancient well pool was flowing with ink. There was a pain in my lip. I lowered my eyes and realized that he had held the spoon and reached it to my mouth, just touching the broken skin. And inside the spoon, it was the source of the fragrance that induced me to wake up.
——Chicken porridge.
After swallowing, I couldn't resist the temptation, so I opened my mouth and took it in. The delicious taste spread on the tip of my tongue, and then rolled down my throat, warming my heart and lungs. Suddenly I remembered that time when I had abdominal pain during my period, he fed me brown sugar.
He drank water and put his hands soothingly and warmly on my lower abdomen all night long. The scene was so similar that I have never been immune to his gentleness.
When the spoon was handed to my lips again, I withdrew my thoughts, sat up and whispered, "I'll do it myself." His dark eyes moved, but without saying anything, he withdrew his hand that was supporting my back.
He put the spoon in the bowl on the bedside table, but still sat on the edge of the bed and didn't move away.
In the silent atmosphere, there was only the sound of me drinking porridge, which seemed extremely monotonous. Plus, someone's eyes were always on my face. No matter how hungry I was, I had no appetite. It didn't taste like chewing wax, but I just felt very uncomfortable.
.
Finally, the small bowl bottomed out, and he was about to put it back on the bedside table. His big hand stretched out to take the bowl. In my dazed eyes, he walked to the coffee table. Only then did he notice that there was a large soup basin there.
It was covered and revealed to be a large pot of chicken porridge inside.
Another bowl of porridge was handed to me, and my lips moved. The words of rejection were on my lips, but I didn't say them out. I accepted my fate and ate hard. When the third bowl was handed to me, I wanted to cry but had no tears.
Finally he said: "I can't eat any more." I had gastritis after being too hungry, so I shouldn't eat too much. A bowl of hot chicken porridge warmed my stomach, and two bowls were barely enough to hold me back. Another bowl...
