Just like after facing him again, she always seemed unable to control her tears.
Whenever she thought of the time when he "hided" her, and related to the past, she simply could not face him as calmly and calmly as before.
Even though she had done enough psychological preparation for herself and was fully prepared to have a good talk with him, in the end, she just looked into his eyes and said something that she had repeated in her heart thousands of times, and she abandoned her armor.
A complete defeat.
And he actually said that he would change it until it suits them——
The only thing Qiao couldn't do was face Rong Juan like this.
She was afraid that she would collapse completely and lose even her last shred of sanity.
But Rong Juan seemed not to give her a chance to back down.
Seeing her crying, Rong Juan took her directly back to the room.
Qiao Weiwei was in a daze, covering her face and sitting on the sofa. Rong Juan went to the bathroom to wring out a hot towel, hugged her into his arms again, then pulled her hand covering her face and gently gave her the towel.
Wiped his face.
"Honey, don't cry..." he said, "Just pretend that it was all my fault in the past...I will change it in the future, okay?"
Qiao Weiyi still closed his eyes tightly and did not respond.
Rong Juan couldn't help but kissed her face again, and finally sealed her lips bit by bit.
She was not the only one who was heartbroken. He suddenly accepted this fact and felt panic and emptiness in his heart. He also wanted to be comforted by her.
Rong Juan kissed her, and involuntarily threw away the towel in his hand, holding her in his arms attentively.
Qiao Weiwei didn't respond to him, but she didn't push him away, and that was enough!
Rong Juan's blood gradually boiled. After taking off his suit jacket, he directly picked up Qiao Weiwei by the waist and put him on the bed.
The moment his back hit the soft mattress, Qiao Weiwei finally opened his eyes, and met Rong Juan's expectant eyes——
They had been together for so many years, and she knew too well the meaning of every look on his face, just at this moment.
Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but clutch the mattress beneath him.
Even though her thoughts were full of chaos, the few remaining sanity still reminded her that it was inappropriate.
This moment, this moment, and here are not suitable.
But how could she refuse?
For a moment, she couldn't think of it.
Seeing her lying motionless, Rong Juan was greatly moved and suddenly leaned down and sealed her lips again.
But at this moment, a monotonous and repetitive music suddenly sounded in the closed space, repeating over and over again -
Rong Juan couldn't help but cursed, got up a little anxiously, grabbed the phone on the bedside, took a look at it, and picked up the phone.
"what's the situation?"
It was probably an important call. He pulled the quilt to cover Qiao Weiwei, got up and walked to the window to listen to the call.
Qiao Weiwei lay there quietly, staring at his back on the phone for a moment, then suddenly opened the quilt and jumped out of bed almost as if he was running away.
Rong Juan turned around suddenly when he heard the noise. She had already gotten out of bed. When he put down the phone and wanted to catch her, Qiao Weiwei had already stepped out of the door.
Rong Juan chased to the door angrily, only to see Qiao Weiwei rush back to her own room on the same floor and close the door with a bang.
Xie Wanyun's room was next door to Qiao Yiwei's. She probably heard some noise and couldn't help but open the door and take a look. When she looked, she only saw Rong Jun standing in the corridor, staring at Qiao Yiwei's face with a complicated expression.
door.
"What's wrong?" Xie Wanyun couldn't help but ask, "You two...are you quarreling again?"
Rong Juan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.
No, they didn't quarrel or get into trouble, on the contrary, they were almost... back to the past.
Just a little bit...
She probably just couldn't accept it for a while. He just needed to give her a little more time, a little more...
Thinking of this, Rong Jun turned to look at Xie Wanyun and said, "Auntie, don't worry, we're fine."
Xie Wanyun looked at him worriedly, "Are you really okay?"
"It's okay." Rong Juan said, "I still have a phone call to make. I'll talk to you later."
Xie Wanyun responded and saw him hurried into the room, probably busy making his very important phone call.
Xie Wanyun then walked to the door of Qiao Weiwei's room, knocked gently, and at the same time called Qiao Weiwei in a low voice: "Only one? Only one?"
There was no movement or response inside. Xie Wanyun sighed helplessly and finally had no choice but to return to her room.
…
Rong Juan waited patiently in his room for an hour, and then knocked on Qiao's only door.
No one responded.
He waited another hour before knocking again.
Still no one responded.
When he knocked on the door for the third time, Rong Juan was already a little impatient. Xie Wanyun was equally anxious beside him and couldn't help but call Qiao Wei's number for him.
When the call got through, Xie Wanyun was slightly shocked. Then she looked at Rong Juan and said, "The only one is not in the room...she went to the company's reception..."
Rong Juan's face suddenly froze, he turned around and returned to his room, closing the door with a bang.
…
It wasn't until after twelve o'clock in the evening that Qiao Weiwei finally returned to the hotel.
Although tonight's cocktail party was in a business format, many colleagues who had worked with her on official business at the company headquarters were present. Therefore, the entire cocktail party was just a reunion for Qiao. People kept coming up to chat and drink with her.
She also kept chatting and drinking with others, and drank a lot without realizing it.
On the way back to the hotel, the driver who dropped her off was probably in a hurry, and the car drove like a dragon dancing along the way, which directly caused Qiao Weiwei to rush into the bathroom and vomited a lot as soon as she entered the room.
After vomiting, she had no strength left in her body, so she just lay down by the sink, too lazy to move.
Suddenly, an extra hand came out from behind and pulled her into his arms.
Qiao Weiwei was shocked, but in just a moment, he already sensed who the person behind him was.
Turning his face slightly, he saw Rong Juan's slightly calm face and the bottle of mineral water in his hand.
"Rinse your mouth." He directly handed the mineral water to her lips.
Qiao Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but opened his mouth to drink water and rinsed his mouth obediently.
Then, Rong Juan twisted a hot towel with one hand and wiped her face again.
Qiao Wei only felt that he had a lot to say——
For example, ask him why he is in his room;
For example, tell him that he hasn’t taken off his makeup yet, so it’s uncomfortable to wipe his face with a hot towel like this;
For another example, she wanted him not to force himself...
But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say a word. She just let him wipe her face, and then he carried her back to the bed.
The moment he returned to bed, Qiao Weiyi's body tensed up uncontrollably.
Rong Juan noticed it clearly, but he just looked down at her, and then whispered: "Honey, I said I would change it..."
Qiao Weiwei was suddenly startled and stared at him, as if he could no longer look away.