She had thought about dealing with her father's funeral affairs these days. She had this thought from time to time.
But after thinking about it over and over again, every time I think about it, I can't make up my mind.
If she couldn't even let him go, how could she let him go
She loves, needs and relies on him more than he does.
But she couldn't pretend that nothing had happened and continue to live happily with him.
Her father died—because of her love.
She didn't feel close to him when she was alive... It was only after he passed away that she realized that he was indeed her last relative.
The man locked his eyes on her face and asked slowly in a suppressed voice, "Be quiet, what do you mean?"
She also spoke very slowly, as if she was carefully choosing her words, "I want to... move out of here and live back in my own apartment."
Almost before her words were left, he uttered two words without thinking, "No."
Moving out of his villa, what's the difference between that and breaking up
Chi Huan looked at him, pursed his lips and said calmly, "I have decided."
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, and there were layers of dark emotions in his heart, but they were restrained and restrained under his handsome face. He said calmly, "Don't you want to see me recently? Okay, you live here, I’m moving out for a while.”
"Does it make any difference?"
"Yes, there is Mother Li and the chef here. They will take care of your daily life."
Of course, more importantly, as long as she still lives in his place, it means that she has not left him.
"You know that before I got together with you... I always lived by myself. Without them to take care of my daily life, I still lived well."
"I don't care what your life was like before you got together with me, but now that you're with me, I have the obligation and the right to take care of you."
The man's statement was very plain, but the more plain it was, the more unreasonable it was.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense.
After a few seconds of silence, Chi Huan still shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to see you... I just want to be alone. You are in front of me all day, and there are some things that I can't think about properly."
"Thinking? What do you want to think about?"
Chi Huan smiled lightly, "Everyone has something to think about, right?"
"No," he said sharply, still using the same two simple words, with a gloomy look on his face, "You have already agreed to marry me, and I will not allow you to live separately from me."
"Even married couples can separate, let alone us not married yet?"
Mo Shiqian looked at her, his eyebrows tightening tighter and tighter. Her father had just passed away, and he didn't want to force her into anything at this time, but the rage in his heart could not be suppressed, and even his voice was made gloomy and tight. , "Chi Huan, do you think I won't agree to break up with me directly, or are you worried that I will pester you, so you adopt this delaying strategy? Live separately first, then alienate me little by little, and finally break up?"
During these days, he rarely called her Chi Huan.
"I tell you, it was you who wanted to be together in the beginning, and it was you who told me you loved me and said you wanted me to fall in love with you." At the end of his sentence, his voice was like broken ice, "So, break up. , don’t even think about it.”
After saying that, he stood up directly from the sofa. His handsome face turned from cold and gloomy at the beginning, as if water was about to drip out of the dark clouds at any time, and he walked directly upstairs with his long legs.
The back is straight and lonely.
After a long time, Chi Huan picked up the already cold teacup, lowered his head and drank slowly.
When he put the cup back, he picked up the remote control that the man had put down before, turned on the large TV that was basically just for decoration, then hugged the pillow and just sat on the sofa watching TV.
After watching the commercial, I watched a variety show. After watching the variety show, a long commercial was played, and then a TV series that was very popular recently was shown.
Chi Huan really didn't have a good rest these days. He leaned on the sofa in front of the noisy and well-heated TV, and slowly fell asleep.
Mo Shiqian stayed in the study for a long time and didn't hear anything about the woman until eleven o'clock in the evening.
Of course, she never came to see him.
Feeling bored, I glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the laptop screen. The line of my jaw tightened. I raised my hand to close the laptop, stood up and left the study door.
The bedroom was quiet, the mattress was neat, and there were no lights in the bathroom.
She didn't go back to the bedroom.
The door to her study was slightly open, but there was no light.
She didn't come up... Or, she left
As soon as this thought passed through him, he immediately went downstairs.
There was a boring TV series playing on the TV in the living room. When Mo Shiqian got closer, he found that the woman was lying on the sofa, her face resting on the pillow, and she was already asleep.
The man pursed his thin lips tightly, but walked over to pick up the remote control and turned off the TV, and then gently picked up the sleeping woman.
Chi Huan slept lightly and woke up almost as soon as his body left the sofa. He opened his eyes and looked dimly at the man holding him, and subconsciously called his name, "Mo Shiqian..."
He looked down at her and said calmly, "When you're sleepy, go back to the bedroom and sleep. Why are you sleeping on the sofa?"
"I fell asleep watching TV."
Mo Shiqian carried her back to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and lifted the quilt for her. His brows that had regained their clarity were very calm, "Go to sleep, I'll sleep next door."
Chi Huan was startled and looked up at him.
"It's late today and the weather is not good. I'll move out tomorrow."
"No need," Chi Huan said almost reflexively, "This is your villa."
After a moment of silence, the man stood beside the bed, looking down at her, "Either we don't move, or I move."
She lowered her head, held her forehead and said, "Don't force me, okay?"
Mo Shiqian looked at her downcast face and said calmly, "Don't force me."
Chi Huan said nothing. The man stood by the bed for a while, then took some simple toiletries from the bathroom and a nightgown. "You need to rest, go to bed early."
After saying that, he took the things in his hands and left, closing the door behind him.
… …
Mo Shiqian asked Ma Li to tidy up the second bedroom. Since he hadn't slept in it before, it was covered with new bedding.
It's too new, and it doesn't have any familiar flavor at all.
The second bedroom also had ample heating, but it was still very deserted.
This desertedness makes people feel anxious.
He wanted to smoke, but found that there was no cigarette, so he lifted the quilt and went to the study to get cigarettes and a lighter - he rarely smoked in the first place, and he had barely smoked in recent times.
But when he got to the study, he sat on the rotating office chair, took out a cigarette and lighter from the drawer, lit it with a bang, and with the cigarette between his lips and teeth, he didn't get up and went back to sleep, and reopened his notebook.