She didn't think Liang Manyue was very important to him.
She just felt that she was very unimportant to him.
Mo Shiqian looked at her, and after a while, he answered calmly, "Because I don't think you will really drink it. Maybe you are unwilling to come back to me and are looking for trouble."
Chi Huan looked at him, his fingers froze slightly.
The man spoke in an understatement, and there was no obvious emotion on her face.
She lowered her head, held the spoon and continued to drink the soup slowly.
After finishing the bowl of soup, she picked up the chopsticks again. Only then did she look up at him and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No."
"Are you going to watch me eat?"
He looked at her deeply, "I don't think you want to eat with me."
"Well, I'll eat mine, and you go back to the restaurant to eat."
Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while and said, "After you finish eating, I will go to the restaurant to eat."
Chi Huan said nothing.
She ate very slowly, not deliberately slowing down, basically maintaining her usual eating speed.
There was no dialogue or communication between the two. One lowered his head to eat, and the other watched her eat without moving his eyes.
A silent and eerie silence.
After the meal, she took out a tissue and slowly wiped her lips.
She glanced at the man who was reaching out to pack things, pursed her lips and said, "You can let Ma Li pack it."
Mo Shiqian did not reply to this sentence, but said softly, "We just finished eating. Come down with me and take a walk to digest?"
"My body hurts."
The man's eyes darkened, "Okay, you sit down for a while. If you want to sleep, wait until you take the medicine before sleeping."
Chi Huan nodded.
She was indeed a little sleepy. She might have caught a cold and felt dizzy.
Yawning, Chi Huan leaned sideways on the back chair of the sofa, squinting his eyes and taking a nap in the lazy sunshine that shone in from the window after noon.
When Mo Shiqian came back about half an hour later, what he saw was her curled up on the sofa. The pale golden sunlight fell on half of her face, with a quiet interplay of light and dark. Her delicate and fair face had a certain kind of look. Dreamy illusion.
The man bent down and picked her up from the sofa.
Chi Huan woke up immediately and looked at him with a frown.
"Go back to sleep."
She didn't speak or object.
Including when the man handed the milk and cold medicine that were only residual heat into her hands, she ate them all without even looking at them.
Those cold medicines are not very effective and basically prevent colds. After all, she is still in the preliminary stage.
Mo Shiqian sat on the bedside, touched her face with her eyes closed with his fingers, and asked in a low and quiet voice, "Do you blame me?"
Her eyes are closed.
Hearing this, his eyelashes twitched slightly, "No."
"If you blame me, you don't need to endure it."
Chi Huan was silent for a long time, so long that Mo Shiqian thought she had fallen asleep, so he got up and went out.
But she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, "I don't know if I blame you, but I am very angry and don't want to talk to you."
The man who was about to stand up was stunned for a few seconds, then leaned forward and pressed his thin lips against hers.
Chi Huan turned her face away, and the kiss fell on her cheek.
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, stretched out his fingers to forcefully pull her face, and kissed her on the lips.
But he didn't kiss her deeply. He just kissed the corner of her lips again and said hoarsely, "Good afternoon."
… … …
Chi Huan slept until dusk. When he got up, it was already dark outside.
Her whole body—
Just like the last time I soaked in cold water for a night at the Wenhai Hotel, I became very sick.
My eyes were filled with stars, I was dizzy, my whole body was burning with fever, my nose was so blocked that I didn't want to speak, and my throat was so painful that it was difficult to swallow.
Basically I can't get up.
When I wake up and open my eyes, the room is filled with darkness and silence, which makes people feel empty and scary.
Didn't he come back
Women feel uncomfortable when they are sick, and when they feel uncomfortable, they become uncontrollable and weak—
Or maybe it’s not like women, but the whole human race.
She reached out and touched another pillow, took it and held it in her arms, smelling the scent on it. She was so nervous that she felt around for a long time before she found her mobile phone.
The light on the screen made her eyes hurt.
6:30 p.m.
A record of missed calls from Mo Xigu.
She hasn't contacted him for two days.
I originally wanted to call him back, but my throat was so sore that I didn't want to speak, so I spent a lot of energy compiling a text message.
She was about to put down her phone and go back to sleep, but before she could take it off, it vibrated in her hand.
The words "Moxigu" lit up on the screen.
She didn't want to answer the call for a few seconds, but it seemed too deliberate not to answer the call he dialed in seconds, so she still clicked and answered, "Xigu."
With her heavy nasal voice, anyone could tell that she had a serious cold.
The man on the other end of the phone frowned, "You were fine two days ago, why did you suddenly become so seriously ill?"
"It's just a cold. People get a cold at least once a year."
"Are you home alone? Have you eaten or taken medicine? Do you want to ask Ning Youran to accompany you and bring you something to eat? Or if you are at the famous residence on the 10th... I will ask the doctor to come over?"
Mo Xigu's voice was filled with obvious concern, and Chi Huan could certainly hear it.
Her nose was a little sour, and she felt a little touched and had unknown grievances.
"I'm here with Mo Shiqian."
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then he said in the same tone, "Are you reconciled?"
"Well... that's right."
She didn't explain too much, and he didn't ask too much.
He just smiled lightly and teased, "I gave you a bad cold just after we reconciled. It seems that he is not as good at taking care of people as I thought."
Mo Shiqian gave outsiders two obvious impressions: he was cold, but thoughtful.
"No matter how careful you are, you can't completely avoid a cold... I'm fine, how are you?"
"I'm fine. I should be able to be discharged from the hospital after a while of rest."
"Discharged?"
He smiled and said, "Well, are you coming to see me off?"
Chi Huan was silent for a while, "I will come see you again when I have time."
"Then I'll wait."
She said it casually, and he seemed to just reply casually.
But this joke cannot stand up to scrutiny.
… …
After hanging up the phone from Mo Xigu, Chi Huan was flipping through the phone in boredom when the phone suddenly rang again.
It's an unknown number.
She hesitated for a while, then answered the phone.
Because she felt unwell and had a sore throat, she was too tired to speak actively.
The voice over there was the first to speak, "Miss Chi?"
This voice... is Liang Manyue.
A chaotic thought came to Chi Huan's chaotic mind.
Mo Shiqian hasn't gone home yet... he couldn't be with Liang Manyue.