Zuo Zimo also realized that his tone was harsh and quickly softened his voice and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"It's okay, I'm tired!" Xiang Ziwan closed her eyes, pushed his hands away and said, "I want to take a rest first." After saying that, she turned and walked towards the big bed.
As soon as he lifted the quilt, he realized that this was his room. The hand holding the corner of the quilt couldn't help but pause. After hesitating for a moment, he finally lay down in it.
Zuo Zimo kept looking at her, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak again. He turned around, opened the door and walked out.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Xiang Ziyuan couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in the corners of her eyes. She sniffed and held back her tears.
Hugging the quilt, I fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, it was already dark outside. The lights were on inside the room. Under the dim light, I saw Zuo Zimo leaning on the sofa, holding a laptop in his hand.
, and from time to time there was the sound of "crackling--" tapping on the keyboard.
Hearing the noise, he couldn't help but raise his head and look in her direction. Seeing her eyes open, he couldn't help but remove the notebook from her lap, stood up and asked, "Are you awake? Do you want something to eat? I'll get it for you.
Do."
"No!" Xiang Ziyuan refused lightly, turned over, and planned to continue sleeping.
Behind her, footsteps soon came, and along with the sound of the mattress sagging, the quilt next to her was lifted. Before she could turn around, she fell into a large and warm embrace.
Zuo Zimo hugged her from behind, put his head on her neck, and asked softly: "Tell me, what are you angry about? Did I do something wrong? Why did you come back from the supermarket like this?
Have you always been unhappy?"
Xiang Ziwan bit her lower lip and remained silent.
"Oh! What should I do with you?"
Zuo Zimo sighed softly behind her, and the hand around her waist shrank slightly and said: "What happened just now was my fault. I apologize to you. I shouldn't be so loud to you, and I shouldn't say that you are unreasonable. It's just,
The question you asked is the last thing I want to mention in my life."
"That person is very important to you?" It is precisely because he is important that he cannot be ignored or ignored. It is like a thorn on the tip of the heart. Just a slight touch can make people feel heartbroken.
Zuo Zimo didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't want to mention it in depth either. He only answered with two words with gloomy eyes: "Once!"
once!
No need to say more, she could understand that that person must have occupied an important position in his past years. To him, he was a special existence that he did not want to mention, but could not forget.
For such people, there is only one answer.
Turning towards Zi Wan, she looked into his eyes and said, "Is she your former girlfriend?"
Zuo Zimo did not answer, did not admit, but did not deny either.
Thinking to Ziyuan, that must be it.
Suddenly she lost interest in asking further questions, and turned back to Ziyuan again, continuing to face her away. The tip of her nose couldn't help but feel sore again, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
She didn't know why she wanted to cry. She felt aggrieved and sour for no reason, and she couldn't help but want to shed tears.
Seeing her silently crying with her back to him, Zuo Zimo couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He sighed, stretched out his hand, and hugged her tighter.