He narrowed his eyes lazily, "Do you like this place so much?"
She had never been anywhere before, so she was just like a little girl who came to the beach for the first time.
Chi Huan smiled sideways at him, eyes curling up, "I like it."
She doesn't particularly like this place. She has been to Jiangcheng and many beaches, but she has never been in the mood she is now.
I feel the wind is very comfortable and everything is comfortable.
Mo Shiqian looked at her and said nothing for a long time.
Why does he like this woman? During those five years in Paris, he would think about this question during more than a thousand and nearly two thousand nights, and in the rare leisure time he had.
This is a boring question and has no answer.
It was a long time before he came to this conclusion and thought no more about it.
She suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts, "Mo Shiqian."
"Um?"
Chi Huan pointed to the small island not far away, "Is that island an attraction?"
"no."
"Isn't it...it looks pretty."
Mo Shiqian said calmly, "It's just a fishing village."
"Ah... Are there still people fishing now?"
He smiled, "Of course."
"I haven't been to the island yet."
The man stared at her, "Phuket, Bali, Madai, aren't these islands?"
Chi Huan, "..."
"Anyway, you have nothing to do in the afternoon. Go get a yacht and let's go up and have a look. I haven't seen a modern fishing village yet."
He rejected her lightly, "I won't go."
"Why?"
"I don't like poor places."
“…”
She pursed her lips slightly and said, "You are so boring."
He sneered lightly, "Is it interesting to be obedient to you?"
"How can you be so obedient to me?"
"You don't like to have lunch with a table of people, you want to blow the sea breeze, you want to eat seafood, you want to take a walk on the sofa..."
Chi Huan, "..."
That's it...also called obedience
Didn't he say not to pay attention to those people? Didn't he ask her what she liked to eat
She curled her lips and continued to play in the waves on the beach without paying much attention.
It's not a lot of things to be happy about, but I haven't been this happy for a long time.
"Mo Shiqian."
"So what?"
She held her high heels and walked to his right, walking backwards, "How are you doing in Paris?"
How are you
Mo Shiqian's originally gentle and leisurely face became a little colder, and even his deep eyes gathered a sinister aura, although there was still no obvious change in the expression on his face.
But his aura was subtly different.
The man's thin lips curled up in a cold yet half-smiling arc as he stared at her, "Do you think I should be doing well - or not?"
Chi Huan looked at his handsome face and said softly, "I don't know."
have no idea
Mo Shiqian's leather shoes stepped into the soft sand without leaving another footprint.
The woman who was walking backwards stopped at some point.
Strands of broken hair floated in the sea breeze.
His eyes were as dark as bottomless ink, and his voice was low and long, full of cold mockery, "You stand in front of me and ask this question because you think I have been thinking about you all these years, so Should I have a bad life, or should I think that I have had a good life these years... So what happened back then should be written off and treated as if it never happened?"
Chi Huan looked at him blankly.
Even she couldn't remember what she was thinking when she asked this question.
Mo Shiqian looked at her face that was so still due to the sea breeze, and an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time welled up in his heart.
He originally thought there would be no more.
She had no expression at all about what happened back then, let alone a half-word explanation. At first, he forced her to pester her, and she had no choice but to escape or compromise. Finally, she committed suicide to express her determination.
Well, he fulfilled her determination.
Later, her hand injury was not healed, and he kept dragging her away from Lancheng.
This woman is probably nothing without him.
After he left, she recovered from her injuries for a period of time, continued to work, continued to live, and lived happily, as if he had never appeared... To be precise, he finally disappeared from her life, and that was really the best thing. thing.
He was haunted by nightmares for nearly a week due to the knife that cut her off without any hesitation in the middle of the night. The dreams were filled with her blood and her cold and disgusting smile.
So much so that he didn't dare to get close to her anymore.
That's it, he told himself.
What exactly did he want to do when he came back... Even he himself didn't know. Maybe he wanted to see how this woman was doing, or maybe, as he said, he couldn't bear to see how good her life was.
Maybe... there are hidden thoughts that even he himself doesn't want to notice.
But he felt that he could never see through her.
He raped her, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to harm herself, but she still bought him clothes, bought him medicine, and even cooked for him.
He thought to forget it, he lost once five years ago, and losing again five years later would just be the same mistake again... But Jin Sihan made her come to him.
Over and over again, does this woman know that he simply cannot resist the temptation from her -
Is that why you always hook him up intentionally or unintentionally? ?He said he was coming to Jiangcheng, so she followed him obediently...
How could she not know what would happen when a man and a woman travel alone? Or is she really willing to climb into his bed for those photos that no longer exist
Why did we have to break up five years ago
Why did you want to stab yourself before
He tried to investigate her history several times, especially when she said that she had been banned in the past, and when she said that the man named Yin was not her boyfriend...
I almost dialed the phone.
But this thin warmth is like a mirror, it will immediately fall apart once the weight of reality comes down.
They fell out completely twice, and once their unborn child died, and once she lost half her life.
It's either blood or tragedy.
It was her who was hurt, and it was him who was afraid.
Just think of it as a dream, just think of it as a dream come true.
Chi Huan looked at his cold and sarcastic face and opened his mouth to speak, but he had already turned around.
The man's cold and indifferent voice made the cool sea breeze feel desolate. "This beach is very long. It's enough for you to walk all afternoon. You can take your time."
After that, the tall and straight figure left without hesitation.
She looked at his back, her throat seemed to be blocked.
My feet wanted to catch up several times, and I walked forward several times, paused, and then paused again, but in the end I held back.