"What an idiot, you don't need to do this at all. Shu Diqing"
Her voice was similar to a whisper, the knife didn't pierce her body, but it made her feel heavier.
"If you can't even protect your safety, what kind of man am I."
The eyebrows were raised slightly, and Xie Zhenting smiled evilly, letting the red blood drip from the wound on his arm, and then sank into the carpet under his feet, as if the blood was not his blood, and the injury was not his injury.
"Idiot"
Taking a long breath, Ruan Qingqing turned and walked upstairs, his gaze seemed unwilling to stay on him for an extra second.
"Hey, Ruan Qingqing, are you a cold-blooded animal? My injury is caused by you."
Looking at her back, Xie Zhenting shouted, this woman's heart is really made of stone, otherwise how could it be so hard.
Ruan Qingqing didn't look back, but he raised his leg and walked upstairs by himself.
His eyes narrowed slightly into a straight line, and Zhenting Tse's expression dimmed. He took out a tissue, and he wiped the blood on his arm. Only then did he feel a sting, but he did not regret it. After all, if this knife He would rather be the result now if it was drawn on her.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from upstairs, he subconsciously raised his head, and saw Ruan Qingqing walking down carrying the medicine box, came to him, pressed him on the sofa, and carefully used cotton balls After wiping away the hideous bloodstain, it was stained with disinfectant and wiped gently, the movements were extremely gentle, lest it hurt him.
"Little Qinger"
Seeing that the butterfly-like eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his eyes, he muttered, but he didn't know what to say after the call.
As if he hadn't heard what he said, Ruan Qingqing was still dealing with his wound in an orderly manner. After disinfection, he took out gauze and wrapped his arm firmly.
"Don't be so exaggerated? Just stick two ok stretches."
Looking at the arm wrapped in a dumpling, cold sweat fell on Xie Zhenting's forehead, and he didn't know that he thought his arm was broken.
"Ok?"
Glancing at him sideways, Ruan Qingqing took the things back into the medicine box and sat down beside him, "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"
Keeping her gaze on the TV screen, she said faintly, without a trace of expression on her face.
Some people say that the cruelest torture in the world is the ultimate love, and the cruelest treatment is poppy-like gentleness, which is like boiling a frog in warm water, which makes people lose their guard and forget to struggle. Then one day they suddenly find that they have no strength. Go struggling.
"Didn't I already see it? Besides, I'm not a fool. What my mother said is a bit too radical. Don't take it to heart."
Tse Zhenting also responded indifferently. He is not a stupid person, and he does not simply listen to one-sided words.
"Tse Zhenting, let me go, I don't want to be a stumbling block that hinders the relationship between your mother and your child. As your mother said, a woman like me is not worth it for you. As long as you want, there are more women waiting for you. "
Exhaling a long breath, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and when she could still get out of her body, leave as soon as possible.
In her heart, she said to herself like this.
"Really? Why didn't I know I was so popular?"
The corners of his lips raised slightly, Zhen Ting Xie smiled low, stretched out his long arms, and hooked her into his arms, "If this is the reason you want to leave me, then I can tell you plainly, and I don't agree."
"Why bother to hurt each other?"
Looking at the slender and white fingers, Ruan Qingqing responded in a low voice. A man and a woman don’t have to be lovers or husband and wife, they can also be friends. There are so many relationships waiting for them, so why bother to get in. A dead end, it still can't end in the end.
"Shhh..."
Putting his finger on his lips, Zhen Ting Tse made a silent motion, "Stop this topic. From now on, no one will mention it again. One month will pass soon. Today is the third day. Enjoy the richness. Let’s have dinner."
Nodding her nose, he smiled adoringly and got up, but when he was about to take a step, she held his hand, "Forget it, another day, I will cook today."
While talking, she got up and walked towards the kitchen.
In any case, if it weren't for him, the stab would have hurt him, and even if it was to make up, she should have done this meal.
Looking at her back, Xie Zhenting smiled silently.
No matter what the reason is, at least at this moment, he is sincere, because he clearly feels the joy in his heart.
Looking at her busy in the kitchen, for the first time, I really felt that this home actually needs a woman. At least after she came back, he felt the warmth and comfort he had never had before, even if it was a kind of At the cost of hurting each other, but as long as he can see her, he feels that his heart is at ease.
After half an hour of work, the long dinner table was filled with eight dishes and one soup, and the air was filled with a strong smell of rice. Just smelling it made people tempted to move their index fingers.
"Scented"
He said sincerely, sitting at the table, for the first time he felt that the long dining table was no longer empty.
"Just eat it"
She took the rice that Zhang's mother handed over, she whispered, and then ate it on her own.
For the first time, they did not quarrel during the meal and ate very quietly, but they knew that after the meal, some things had slowly fermented and became different.
After dinner, sitting in the living room, Ruan Qingqing leaned back on the sofa with a lazy expression, holding a plum bag, his mouth never stopped, but Xie Zhenting sat there quietly, rarely seen peacefully.
The old-fashioned TV series at eight o'clock were shown on the TV, and the people who watched it were drowsy, but Ruan Qingqing seemed to watch it with gusto, and obviously didn't mean to sleep.
At this moment, the harsh ringing of the telephone pierced the peace of the entire room—