After the incident, she was frightened, confused, and no one in the Huo family comforted her.
Grandpa went to the hospital a month ago and had a heart bypass operation, and he has not been discharged yet. Hobo leaves early every day and comes home late every day. When he gets home, he always quarrels with Cheng Manshu; others treat her like a snake and scorpion and avoid her like a snake.
Flood beast.
The only person she could wait and hope for was him, but he didn't come back until today.
And she was already close to despair as her days seemed like years.
She sat behind the door of her room, listening to Lin Shu talk about why he drank so much, and helped him back to the room.
Then there was no sound for a long time. Lin Shu should be taking care of him.
More than ten minutes later, she heard Lin Shu walking out of his room and closing the door.
The night was dark, and the entire Huo family mansion was so quiet that there seemed to be no human being at all.
She stood frozen behind the door for a long time, then finally opened the door, walked through the long corridor, and came to the door of Huo Jin's west room.
Pushing the door open, she saw him lying on the bed after not seeing him for several days. She looked at him as if he was a world away.
The person on the bed is him, but it doesn't seem like he is.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep, his brows tightly knitted together. He was clearly still the one she was most familiar with, but she didn't seem to recognize him anymore.
From the moment he brought Ye Jingwei home to the time he said "wishful thinking" to her, he was no longer the Huo Jinxi she knew.
She slowly walked to the bed, as if she wanted to see him clearly, but his brows suddenly furrowed, he suddenly turned over and vomited on her skirt.
It's all wine.
He was always like this, always not eating at dinner parties, and every time he got drunk, there seemed to be nothing but wine in his stomach.
She had seen him drunk many times, so even if he vomited all over her, it didn't matter to her.
After vomiting, he fell back on the bed and fell asleep again.
And she still didn't want to leave.
There is only tonight. She will board a plane to the United States alone tomorrow. There is only tonight between her and him.
Mu Qian raised her hand, unzipped her back, took off the skirt that was stained by his spit, then sat on the bed, hugging her knees quietly and looking at him.
But she couldn't understand why he seemed to have changed his soul even though he still had the same appearance and body, as if he had forgotten everything that had happened between them?
She looked at him, and after a long time, she finally couldn't help but reached out her hand and gently touched his forehead.
Even the temperature of his body was obviously the same as before, but he no longer wanted to give her any warmth.
It was cold in the night, and her whole body was stiff. When her palms touched the warmth of his body, she finally couldn't help but curl up into his arms.
In those intimate moments in the past, no matter how happy and joyful she was, she was still shy after all. But at this moment, she took the initiative to lie in his arms, but there was no trace of shyness or timidity anymore.
Because I know there will be no chance again, because I know tonight is the last.
But she was still unwilling to give in after all. She was full of grievances and sorrow and wanted to talk to him, but he no longer wanted to listen to her.
"Huo Jinxi..." She leaned against him and couldn't help but shout out in a low voice.
She almost cried uncontrollably, but she held it back in the end. She just pressed against his shoulder tightly and called him again and again: "Huo Jinxi..."
She longed for him to wake up, longed for him to open his eyes and look at her one last time, but she was also afraid of him waking up, afraid of hearing those cruel and decisive words from his mouth again.
But Huo Jinxi still woke up.
When she raised her eyes again, she met his slowly opening eyes.
He was not awake, his eyes were blurred and empty, and it took a long time before he landed on her face.
And she just lay quietly, facing his gaze, as if waiting for the final verdict.
But he suddenly reached out and touched her face, stroking her face gently back and forth, just like before.
She was bewildered by the sudden tenderness, and her wandering heart seemed to have finally found a home. She couldn't help but stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly.
Huo Jinxi suddenly turned over and pinned her down.
Until the pain woke her up.
It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this, Huo Jinxi has never treated her like this.
At that moment, her whole body went cold, as if even her blood had solidified.
In his eyes, who is she at this moment?
…
Mu Qian shuddered suddenly and woke up from her dream.
When she opened her eyes, it was dawn and she was alone on the bed. She suddenly woke up in a cold sweat.
Mu Qian slowly sat up, feeling cold all over her body.
There was a sound of water running in the bathroom. It was Huo Jinxi who was washing up. She sat on the bed for a while, then suddenly got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.
In the bathroom, when Huo Jinxi turned off the shower, he heard the door bang.
He took a towel and wrapped himself in it and walked out of the bathroom. Mu Qian was no longer in the bedroom.
Huo Jinxi dried his body, changed his clothes, and then walked out of the room.
Finally he found Mu Qian in the bathroom outside. She was lying in the bathtub with a towel on her face.
Huo Jinxi stepped forward and took off the towel from her face.
Mu Qian, who had closed her eyes to rest, opened her eyes, met his gaze, and slowly smiled at him.
"It's a little cold when I wake up." Mu Qian said, "So let's take a hot bath. Are you going to work now?"
She looked like she had completely put aside the content of the conversation between the two last night, and returned to the state of being at peace with him as a loving couple.
In her words, it didn't matter - it didn't matter to her what his attitude and stance was, she was still herself, and she would do as she should.
After all, Huo Jinxi had never suffered such indifference before, so he reached out his hand and gently pinched her face.
Mu Qian glanced at the electronic clock on the sink, and said softly: "It's past seven o'clock. You should go downstairs to have breakfast and get ready for work."
Huo Jinxi's hand suddenly became stronger and he slowly said, "What's the big deal if it's a little later?"
Facing his gaze, Mu Qian was still lying in the pool of clear water, not covering up anything, just saying: "I don't mind doing a full show, but I still want to remind you that indulgence will harm your body.
.”
"I can afford to be hurt." Huo Jinxi replied.
…
At half past seven, Mr. Huo was sitting at the breakfast table. Seeing the already cold breakfast, he was a little confused, "Did Jin Xi go out without having breakfast?"
"No." Auntie replied, "I haven't come down yet! I'm always on time. What happened today..."
As the aunt spoke, she brought the cold breakfast back to the kitchen.
Mr. Huo drank his porridge with a smile and said nothing.
At 8:20, Huo Jinxi finally walked downstairs after being late for an entire hour.