ps: Hahahaha. I am the one who fell from the sky! La la la! Floating by~~
Mr. Nanxi did not dare to push Shuangxi away with too much force. For a moment, Shuangxi fell into Mr. Nanxi's arms.
Mr. Nanxi pushed Shuangxi again, but Shuangxi refused to get up.
Just when Nanxi wanted to stand up and put Shuangxi back on the stool, Shuangxi suddenly started crying.
While crying, he hit Mr. Nanxi on the chest with his fist.
"Ziyan, you heartless person! Aren't you going to marry another woman? Why are you showing up in front of me!"
"Do you know! How painful my heart is!"
One after another, accompanied by choking sounds, there were accusations, emotions, and more of grievances.
Mr. Nanxi was also frightened by Shuangxi's appearance.
"Ms. Xi, I am not Shen Ziyan, I am Nan Xi..." Nan Xi corrected her seriously.
But at this moment, Shuangxi, who was completely drunk, could not listen to Mr. Nanxi's words. She only knew that Shen Ziyan had appeared. Not only did he appear, he also held her in his arms.
She wanted to tell Zi’s grievances! She was really wronged!
Mr. Nanxi frowned and finally...
Mr. Nanxi's hand that was raised to pull Shuangxi away held Shuangxi in his arms.
A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling arose in Mr. Nanxi's heart.
Two years later, the feelings that he had strangled in his heart long ago began to sprout again.
It was like the bamboo shoots that swelled in the wind, or like the rushing torrent. For a moment, he was unable to resist.
Mr. Nanxi touched Shuangxi's hair with his hand and coaxed softly: "Don't cry anymore."
"You won't leave me, will you?" Shuangxiang looked like a frightened kitten, pitifully grabbing the corner of Nan Xi's clothes and refusing to let go, and then asked anxiously.
Mr. Nanxi hummed softly.
"Madam Xi, you are drunk, I will take you back to sleep." Nanxi said.
"You call me Xi Niangzi! That's not right! Zi Yan. You still don't want to admit that I am your wife..." Shuangxi cried again.
Shuangxi, who was drunk, seemed like an inexperienced child, his mood and anger changed very quickly.
Mr. Nanxi sighed softly and moved his lips for a while before calling out: "Xi'er."
"I want to hear you call me wife!" Shuangxi said unreasonably.
In fact, Shuang Xi was not unreasonable. In Shuang Xi's heart, she was still afraid that Shen Ziyan would be disappointed. She wanted Shen Ziyan to call her madam because she wanted to make sure. She was still Shen Ziyan's madam, and Shen Ziyan was still her husband.
Mr. Nan Xi's face looked a little strange. After a long silence, he called out softly: "Madam."
Shuang Xi who was crying probably didn't hear clearly because he was still crying non-stop.
In desperation, Mr. Nanxi called out loudly: "Madam."
This time, Shuangxi heard it really clearly, and Shuangxi became quiet for a while.
He murmured: "Zi Yan, don't leave me, don't..."
Mr. Nanxi stood up and wanted to hug Shuangxi and send him back to his room to sleep.
But Shuangxi's legs no longer have any strength.
As if all the strength in his body had just been used up, his body leaned on Mr. Nanxi. If Mr. Nanxi hadn't been there to support him, Shuangxi would have fallen directly to the ground.
Shuangxi's strength just now was only supported by the thoughts in her heart. She didn't want Shen Ziyan to leave, so she unleashed all her strength.
Now that I have heard of "Shen Ziyan" and know that Shen Ziyan will not leave, I feel relieved and naturally feel relieved.
Mr. Nan Xi's eyes were as calm as still water, and he glanced at the little woman in his arms, with a trace of madness flashing in his eyes.
Then he lowered his head, possessed his body, and hugged Shuangxi in one go.
Then he walked towards the house with steady steps.
Shuangxi noticed that she was being picked up, so she moved and found a comfortable position to lie down.
He didn't realize at all that the person holding him was not someone else, but Nan Xi!
Shuangxi's wine quality was really bad to a certain extent. It is estimated that after this incident, she would never want to drink again in her life.
Nanxi's body was a little stiff and his face was a little red. He put Shuangxi on the bed.
He stretched out a hand, wanting to touch Shuangxi's face. The hand hung in the air for a long time without falling.
Mr. Nanxi sighed quietly, then stood up from Shuangxi's bed and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Shuangxi grabbed Mr. Nanxi's wide sleeves and refused to let go.
He kept murmuring: "Ziyan, don't leave."
Mr. Nanxi had an incomprehensible expression on his face. He stood there and let Shuangxi pull his sleeve, and looked at Shuangxi for a while.
In the end, he didn't have the heart to forcefully pull his sleeves back. He knew that if he did this, Shuangxi would probably wake up.
Finally, he took out a short dagger from his arms and neatly cut open the wide sleeves.
Mr. Nanxi's clothes suddenly lost a sleeve, which looked a bit funny.
But Mr. Nanxi himself didn't take it seriously.
Even though Shuangxi was holding on to Mr. Nanxi's sleeve, he could not sleep peacefully.
Mr. Nanxi walked to the piano stand and plucked the strings.
A soft and gentle voice flowed out from Mr. Nanxi's hands.
When Xi'er was little, every time she couldn't sleep, Nan Xi, as her elder brother, would play this song to coax her to sleep.
For many years, in the sound of Mr. Nanxi's piano, there is only the murderous spirit of the iron horse, only the tragedy of the unrequited ambition, and only the loneliness that cannot be tolerated in the world.
This is the first time I have played such a tender piece of music after so many years, but I still feel how unfamiliar it is.
Double Happiness fell asleep amidst this warm and gentle music.
When the song ended, Mr. Nanxi looked back at Shuangxi. Her breathing had become longer and longer, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.
Mr. Nanxi wanted to take his sleeves out of Shuangxi's hands.
Unexpectedly, Shuangxi refused to let go even if he fell asleep.
Mr. Nanxi had no choice but to give up and help Shuangxi cover up the quilt and pull up the curtains on the bed.
After blowing out the lights, he strode out.
When he turned to close the door, Mr. Nanxi looked in the direction of Shuangxi again.
Mr. Nanxi started drinking alone under the moonlight.
Mr. Nanxi has been drinking all year round, so of course he will not be as drunk as Double Happiness. But after drinking a few bowls of wine, he became so drunk.
When the wine jar was almost empty, Mr. Nanxi was only half drunk.
He threw his two wine bowls into the wine jars casually, then hugged the wine jars and walked back unsteadily.
It was just like every time he sat outside his sister's house drinking. It was no different.
But Nan Xi knew that he already had something different in his heart.
His longing for his family is slowly fading away, and the sadness is sinking into his heart bit by bit. It's like the wound has scabbed over.
In more than ten years, Mr. Nanxi has never felt like this.
In addition to his family, there seemed to be something more in his heart.
He thought, that strange thing... seems to be called... tempted.
Mr. Nanxi donated money and was tolerant. For example, if he had the slightest evil thoughts today, Shuangxi would probably mistake him for Shen Ziyan...
But he didn't. After Mr. Nanxi went back, he didn't have time to change his clothes. He just lay on the bed and closed his eyes.
He didn't know what happened today, but he actually told Shuangxi about his family's affairs.
Not only one person knows about the Nan family, but he has never taken the initiative to speak out about it. Today is the first time that he has not taken the initiative to speak out about it.
After saying it, his heart actually became lighter, and he had a good night's sleep.
It had been a long time since he had slept so peacefully.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the house, Shuangxi woke up.
Shuangxi has a headache because of the hangover.
Shuangxi rubbed his forehead and eyes for a while before opening his eyes.
Shuangxi opened the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to freshen up, but suddenly found that there was an extra sleeve in his hand.
Shuangxi was slightly startled, why do these sleeves look so familiar?
Gradually, Shuangxi's expression turned strange.
These are Mr. Nanxi’s sleeves!
Mr. Nanxi likes to wear gray robes with wide sleeves. The unique characteristics of the sleeves in her hands clearly tell her that these sleeves belong to anyone else but Nanxi!
Apart from her and Shuisheng, the only one in this house is Nanxi.
Shui Sheng likes to wear smart clothes. This is a habit he used to have as a bodyguard, so that he can use his skills easily.
These sleeves must be from Nanxi!
The more Shuangxi thought about it, the clearer it became that the sleeve belonged to someone else but Mr. Nanxi.
But...how did Mr. Nanxi's sleeve appear in her hand? Shuangxi couldn't help but ask herself.
Shuangxi looked at his sleeves, then rubbed his head with his hands, thinking hard about what happened last night.
yesterday……
She couldn't sleep, so she played a piece of music, and Mr. Nanxi played a piece of music with her.
and after?
Later, it seemed that Mr. Nanxi came to have a drink with me.
While drinking, Shuangxi's face darkened when he thought of this!
Her drinking has never been very good, what happens when she gets drunk?
She can't remember clearly!
Shuangxi found that he could not remember what happened next.
Shuangxi was a little panicked, Mr. Nanxi, it wouldn’t have happened last night... it wouldn’t have...
Shuangxi didn't dare to think about it anymore, and quickly shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, and then told himself over and over again that people like Mr. Nanxi would never do anything to him.
Shuangxi looked down at his clothes again, and saw that they were all on him.
This made Shuangxi breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that Mr. Nanxi's sleeve was broken last night.
It must be that I grabbed Mr. Nanxi and refused to let go last night, so Mr. Nanxi made this move.
Shuangxi's face suddenly turned red. Did she do a lot of rude things to Mr. Nanxi last night? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, your
