After getting out of bed and washing up, she looked at the time and saw that it was already past twelve o'clock.
Very hungry.
I originally wanted to ask Youran out for lunch, but by now she had probably eaten. Chi Huan pressed the power button while casually considering whether to go downstairs to eat or order takeout.
After turning it on, there were no missed calls, just a simple text message.
[Lunch is left outside the door.]
The person who wrote the letter was naturally Mo Shiqian.
There was a slight curve on Chi Huan's lips, whether it was a smile or a mockery.
She went to open the door and saw a thermos box standing in the middle.
If you don't eat, you won't get it for free. What a man brings or has someone bring it is always more delicious than what's served outside.
As a result, before she even stepped out, she saw wisps of smoke drifting in front of her.
She turned her head and looked directly into the man's dark eyes.
He looked at her without saying a word, not for a moment.
The green and white color is as if nothing.
Chi Huan picked up the thermos box on the ground and turned around to enter the house.
The tall man followed behind her.
Chi Huan put the thermos on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. She didn't put on makeup and was dressed loosely and casually. Her long hair was tied up casually and her expression was calm. She was neither warm nor haggard. <>
He had already put out his cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can when he came in. His voice was hoarse in her breath, "Eat first."
She leaned back on the sofa, looked up at him, held her forehead and smiled softly, "In the days without you, to be honest, I actually lived a pretty good life, not sweet, but not so much." ... Unpleasant," she looked at his handsome face that changed slightly, and said in a low and indifferent voice, "Before yesterday, I never thought that we could really get back together and reconcile, but before last night, I never thought that we would be together with you. good… "
She paused, as if she couldn't find the right adjective, so she licked her lips and smiled.
Although she didn't finish her words, some of her thoughts were expressed more silently than loudly.
After being quiet for half a minute, she said, "Mo Shiqian, why don't we..."
When she was considering this sentence, she was still hesitating in her mind whether she should say, why don't we each calm down for a while, or why don't we forget it.
But she couldn't say the words yet, because the man guessed what she said, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he suddenly leaned down, grabbed her chin and blocked her mouth, and intercepted the rest of her words. .
The kiss wasn't long, but after it ended, the man's lips were still close to hers, his breath was hot, and his voice was hoarse, "If I didn't tell you this makes you uncomfortable or unhappy, you can get angry with me, but Chi Huan , after five years, we just reconciled yesterday, you want to break up with me? "
He knew she was angry, and he even realized his mistake from Xia Tangtang's gentle reminder.
But he didn't expect that she was going to break up with him so lightly.
"Maybe it was a mistake to reconcile with you."
The man's voice rose uncontrollably and even became stern, "Chi Huan!"
His breathing was rapid and somewhat disordered, and he stared at her intently. <>
She didn't dodge, just looked at him.
There was mockery in those eyes, mocking him, more mocking herself, and the latter stung his nerves more than the former.
His voice became hoarse, "Huanhuan."
She doesn't speak.
He said, "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry," Chi Huan murmured and repeated these three words, smiling, "You said you're sorry, why are you saying you're sorry?"
Do you really feel that you are wrong and you are sorry, or are you sorry because she is angry
The man's voice was deep and hoarse, "I shouldn't have hidden it from you—"
In fact, he didn't mean to "hide it". With his temperament like this, she would naturally know when things came to pass, so he didn't explain it specifically.
She looked into his eyes, smiled and asked, "Do you love me?"
Mo Shiqian's thin lips moved, trying to pronounce some syllable, but before he could pronounce it, she answered her own words first, as if talking to herself, "Although you didn't say it, I defaulted to saying that I love you. …”
The curve of her lips became sarcastic again, "Do you think that since you are not really married, and Little Mango is not your daughter, and there has not even been another woman around you these years, I should be moved instead of holding you back?" Do you blame me for this trivial matter?"
He said nothing, his eyes looked like Mo Yan had been knocked over.
She turned her face away, her eyes strayed from his, and fell on the carpet, "Whether you are married or have children, I can accept it... I chose to break up five years ago. Since we broke up, in the past five years, you You don’t need to be responsible for me or our relationship. You have your freedom, and I bear all the consequences of the choice I make—it’s not that I don’t mind, it’s just that I love you and can’t bear to let you go because of this.<>”
The eyes he stared at her began to waver a little bit.
"I love you, just like you said when you first came back. As long as you are not married, you can do whatever you want to me. As long as you are divorced, I still want to be good to you... When Xia Tangtang told me that you were divorced, I thought , you came back to me after divorce, is it because you can't forget me, just because I dumped you back then, so you are not so honest, so I shamelessly went to find you."
Although she was smiling, the shadow and self-mockery in her smile made Mo Shiqian's heart clench, as if someone had reached into his chest, held his heart, and squeezed it hard. Suffocating pain.
"It's ridiculous to think about women. If you really love, you are too passionate. If you don't tell me, I will assume that you love me to death. You also love to make up for yourself and comfort yourself. If you don't take the initiative, you have a cold attitude. You are far away and you are close. I will always feel sorry for you. You look for reasons and excuses, it’s like an innate instinct.”
"Huanhuan..."
"Mo Shiqian, do you really love me? Do you really want to get back together and never be separated again? When you first came back, you took advantage of me and beat my nominal boyfriend. How did I not indulge you and hurt you? You asked me to serve you, and I hate you for making me your mistress, but I still can’t bear to hurt you and can only cut myself with a knife. Can’t you feel it, or do you really think I’m afraid and you don’t dare to fall out with you?”
By the end of the sentence, her eye circles were already red, but her face was even colder, and her voice seemed to be spilling from between her teeth, "I've been so mean, have you ever considered my feelings at all? Have you ever stood in my perspective? , think about it, will Chi Huan feel sad and lonely because he thinks I have a child with another woman? If I ask you to do something great or a great sacrifice for me, you will die if you say anything to make me happy. ?”