People came and went, and she didn't know how long she stood there.
Her legs were really sore and tired, so she walked aside, found a dry space, and sat up casually. She put her shoes and bag aside, bent one leg, rested her chin on her knee, and looked at the sea. Trance.
She took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened her address book and scrolled down. After a while, her finger paused on the word "Feng Xing".
He stared at the phone screen hesitantly until the screen automatically went dark.
After moving her fingers, she dialed the phone.
About twenty seconds later, Feng Xing's lazy voice sounded in his ears, "Do you have a problem with me?"
Chi Huan's legs were bent, and the arm that wasn't holding the phone hugged his knees, tilting his head and leaning on it, "Well... I have something to ask you."
"explain."
"Do you know... Mo Shiqian and I are in Jiangcheng now?"
"Know."
She raised her hand to grab her hair and licked her lips again, "I just had a fight with him."
Feng Xing smiled softly on the other end and didn't say anything. He just stared at her and continued.
Chi Huan's gentle sigh was drowned in the sea breeze, "I asked him... how was his life in Paris these years, and then he lost his temper. Didn't you guys have a good life in the past few years?"
"Can't talk about it."
I thought Feng Xing would hesitate for a while before answering her, but he spoke quietly after almost listening to her words, with a faint smile lingering, no special emotions, just chatting normally, "Instead of what I said, It's not good, let's say... He was just very busy. When he was busiest, he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and it was a common thing not to go home. The first two years were indeed not easy... It depends on how you define a good life. No peace."
Chi Huan was silent for a while and asked in a low voice, "Is that it? Then why is he angry?"
That seemed... It couldn't be said in a bad way, because she had also experienced such days. Looking back now, it was just a difficult period in her past life.
Feng Xing smiled and said casually, "If he is angry, he will be angry. You don't care what he does."
She said dullly, "I don't want to quarrel with him."
"You don't want to quarrel with him, do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?"
Chi Huan was stunned, the fingers holding the phone slowly tightened, and his whole body was indescribably stiff.
She didn't speak for a long time.
Feng Xing continued in a low and lazy voice, "I know you like him, and Shi Qian may not be aware of it, but just liking each other is not enough... He knows this, so you go up After the pulse-cutting incident happened for the first time, if you don't go to him, he will never look back to you again."
Chi Huan bit his lip, not knowing how he felt for a moment.
After a while, she closed her eyes, pulled her lips and uttered two words, "Really?"
"Yes, how much do you love him? Even if the past does not affect the present, why would you give up most or even all of your current life just to be with him?"
Feng Xing smiled faintly, methodically, and with a cool look that overflowed from being too calm, "That's what he thinks. He doesn't need you to love him more, but your little love is far from being able to maintain the reality of you two." If the distance is widened, you can cut his veins and force him to die... What else can he do besides forgetting it."
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With the phone still nearby, Chi Huan lay on the soft sand, looking at the azure sky that seemed to have been washed.
In her mind, she kept repeating the last words Fengxing said before hanging up the phone -
[If you can't give up everything in Shelan City, you'd better get out as soon as possible, don't provoke him again, and don't delay yourself.]
Cut off everything in Shelan City...
She really hadn't considered this issue.
Feng Xing was right, this was a very real issue between them, but she couldn't even figure out what Mo Shiqian was thinking, how could he think about something so far away.
Even if Feng Xing didn't say it, she vaguely knew that even if she was willing to leave everything in Lancheng and go to Paris with him... it would not be easy for him to marry her.
Besides...does he want to marry her
Chi Huan lay on the beach until dusk.
The endless stream of people changed one after another, but never diminished.
As the sun set on the horizon, Chi Huan still got up, patted the fine sand off his body, held his high heels in one hand and his bag in the other, and began to walk slowly back in the direction he started. .
When he was about to step on the stairs, Chi Huan took out a paper towel from his bag and patted the sand off his feet. Then he bent over and put on his shoes. His feet landed on the bottom step. When he raised his feet, he went up. , the view ahead was blocked by the man's tall figure.
She raised her head and looked up at Mo Shiqian standing above her.
He was already tall, not to mention standing taller than her. His handsome face was covered by the last thin light of the setting sun, but the warm light could not melt the ice in his eyes.
Mo Shiqian looked at her calmly and put one hand in his trouser pocket.
He didn't mean to say much, he turned around and said three simple and indifferent words, "Go back to the hotel."
After saying that, he left without waiting for her response.
Chi Huan looked at his back and followed him.
The car stopped on the side of the road. As soon as Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan walked over, the bodyguard quickly opened the back seat door.
The handsome man looked down at her and said calmly, "They will take you back to the hotel, and someone will take you back to the room for dinner. You can go back and take a shower, and then go to bed early after dinner."
Chi Huan asked in confusion, "What about you, won't you go back with me?"
The man's deep eyes were clear and dark, and his voice was calm, "Well, I still have something to deal with."
"Don't you have any plans today?"
"A little temporary thing."
She lowered her head, "Oh."
"boarding."
Chi Huan looked at him for a while, then bent down and got into the car without saying a word.
Mo Shiqian raised his hand to close the car door himself and took a few steps back with his long legs.
The black luxury car started and drove away slowly.
It wasn't until the car completely disappeared from sight under the night sky that Mo Shiqian asked, "Is the yacht ready?"
"At the dock, ready to go."
"Um."
"Mr. Mo... you doubt... but didn't that Miss Li say... that the one who looks like you is not... the eldest son?"
Mo Shiqian pulled his lips and sneered, "Do you believe what she said?"
"But if the eldest son is still alive... why would he stay in a place like this?"