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Chapter 60: Not the Cold War

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Xu Shiqi quickly knew what Wen Jialuo was going to do.

At 10:30 that night, we went to bed. We kissed naturally, caressed each other's warm body, and confirmed again and again that this person was by our side.

It's just that this night is a little too lonely.

Xu Shiqi was a little absent-minded and had been paying close attention to the girl who said such obscure words. But just as the girl said that she loved her very much, the kiss was passionate, and their bodies were so close that they almost merged into one. It seemed that nothing had changed. Until she fell asleep, Xu Shiqi was still a little drowsy and unclear. Immersed in such deep affection, it was difficult to clearly see the girl's intentions.

When I woke up the next day, Wen Jialuo had already gone to work.

Xu Shiqi came out in slippers and saw that breakfast had been bought and placed on the table. This was something she usually did.

There was also a note on the dining table, written on the sticky note she often used.

There is a bowl of soy milk in the microwave. If it gets cold, just heat it up before drinking.

Xu Shiqi pursed her lips and smiled. Wen Jialuo's handwriting was very neat, stroke by stroke. Imagine how neat it must have been when she wrote.

But Xu Shiqi soon stopped laughing. She stared at the small square piece of paper, almost burning it to ashes. She seemed to know why she felt lonely last night - whether it was kissing or anything else, she didn't hear Wen Jialuo say a word.

Share wealth and adversity.

No, I must be overthinking it. Xu Shiqi frantically took out his cell phone and dialed Wen Jialuo's number.

The call was quickly connected, but there was no sound. Xu Shiqi's palms were cold, as if her soul had been instantly transferred back to the time when Wen Jialuo called her.

She wanted to beg the silent person to speak, but she felt like she was trapped in a glass room with transparent glass all around. She felt like she was isolated from the outside world even if she used all her strength. Sitting weakly at the dining table, Xu Shiqi propped up her head and listened to the breathing sound on the phone and the voices of others behind her.

No one hung up the phone, and the two remained in a stalemate as if they were trying to see who was softer or crueler.

It was not until Xu Shiqi heard someone calling Wen Jialuo's name on the phone that she suddenly woke up, and hung up the phone and threw it on the table as if she had thrown away a hot potato. The phone hit the porcelain plate with the dumplings, making a crisp sound, but it was like scraping Xu Shiqi's heart, a kind of trembling that made her feel uncomfortable without finding a landing point.

Wen Jialuo hung up the phone calmly. The branch director was just asking her if she wanted to go out for lunch.

Shaking his head, Wen Jialuo closed his lips tightly.

"What's wrong?" the director asked curiously, "You seem to be in a bad mood."

Wen Jialuo pointed to his throat and smiled.

"Oh, your voice is hoarse?" The director also laughed, "Did you go to karaoke last night and yell too hard?"

No, my vocal cords were slightly injured and the doctor said it’s best not to speak for the time being.

The director lowered his head to watch her write, and became a little worried: "Then... do you want to take a break for a while?"

Wen Jialuo opened her mouth and almost uttered something, but fortunately she held herself back in time and could only shake her head.

The director did not say anything. He knew Wen Jialuo's identity. Her workload was not heavy, but she completed it very well. At first, he was a little cautious when getting along with her, but after a while, he realized that this girl really had a very indifferent personality and could maintain a good working relationship with everyone.

"The information room just needs to print some materials these days, so you can go and help. You don't have to talk, so you can rest your throat." The director thought for a moment and said, "It's not very convenient for you to issue licenses for people like this, right?"

It was a good reason. Wen Jialuo tilted his head and thought about it, then agreed with a smile.

Thank you. This is what it feels like to speak without a sound. When the throat and lips separate, it feels like the body and mind are also separated at that moment.

Wen Jialuo, who was taken care of, was allowed not to work in the afternoon. In fact, the work in the lower-level branches is sometimes more flexible. This is why many people are actually unwilling to work in the municipal bureau.

Standing at the door of his house, Wen Jialuo took a deep breath and opened the door steadily.

A smiling face greeted her. Xu Shiqi put slippers at her feet and took her bag. The smiling face was so gentle that Wen Jialuo was distracted for a moment and almost blurted out "I'm back".

Xu Shiqi, who didn't hear the sound, had a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He bent down to put Wen Jialuo's shoes away, and when he raised his head, he still kept the arc of his mouth. He pulled the girl to the dining table, where a hot lunch was served. There were the dishes that the girl liked, including a curry beef, but it was obviously better than what the girl made.

I'm hungry, it's great, these are all my favorite dishes...

As if she didn't see Xu Shiqi's sparkling eyes, Wen Jialuo just stood there for a while, then turned into the bedroom to change clothes, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and then went to serve the rice - and Xu Shiqi just stood there like a sunflower turning with the sun, staring at her closely.

Have a meal.

Xu Shiqi looked at Wen Jialuo's lip shape, and her whole body exploded. She suddenly grabbed the girl's hand and shook her head desperately, tears falling from her eyes, but the girl just looked at her quietly, unmoved.

Wen Jialuo put down his bowl in the same position as the two of them, then turned around and smiled. If you don't say anything, I'll accompany you. There is no difficulty that can't be overcome. I should have enjoyed this silent world with you a long time ago. Reaching out to touch the woman's anxiously red face, Wen Jialuo leaned over to kiss her, but she turned her head away and dodged.

Don't be like this. Xu Shiqi said, and Wen Jialuo shook his head.

I will be fine. Xu Shiqi said again. I will be with you, Wen Jialuo smiled.

Xu Shiqi slid weakly into the chair, with chopsticks stuffed into his hand by the girl opposite him. His lips only uttered "eat" and he continued to remain silent.

It was too quiet. The two people who were eating in good manners made no chewing sound. The occasional sound of the clinking of dishes and chopsticks gradually seemed unnecessary. The movements of the two people picking up food and putting down the bowls also gradually became slow, as if they would destroy and tear apart the dullness that permeated the surroundings if they were not careful.

No matter how delicious the food was, it was tasteless. Wen Jialuo hadn't felt this kind of anorexia for a long time. She was obviously very hungry, but she had no desire to eat the food. Only her churning stomach was grumbling, especially the curry, which made her feel sick just by smelling it.

Even so, Wen Jialuo did not frown. She kept eating, very slowly, trying to eat as much as possible. Finally, when Xu Shiqi put down his chopsticks, she could not help but let out a sigh of relief in her heart, and put down her chopsticks as well.

Neither of them stood up. They looked like they were going to have a long conversation, but no one spoke and the air became cold.

Finally, Wen Jialuo got up, cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. When she came out, she heard the sound of the TV, which was very lively. The woman was sitting there, watching the show very seriously.

Wen Jialuo sat next to her, hugging her. Her body was stiff, as if frozen and unresponsive. Wen Jialuo pinched her chin and turned her head. She had tears on her face, but she was calm.

Feeling distressed, Wen Jialuo almost failed again and almost called out her name. Shiqing Shiqing, Shizheng Grass is lush and green, such a beautiful name should be called out, instead of always lingering in the heart. How long has it been since I heard you call my name? In your heart, are you also calling it over and over again

Although no sound could be heard, the tacit understanding still existed. This time, Xu Shiqi did not avoid Wen Jialuo's kiss. They held each other's names between their tongues and expressed their feelings in the most intimate way. At the moment of contact, both of them were shocked. The inexplicable excitement stimulated the top of their heads and made people numb from top to bottom.

From that day on, Wen Jialuo really stopped talking. She could still use that excuse at work, and she would go home after work. She didn't go to the bar anymore. Du Mengmeng went to find her, shocked by her silence and distressed, but she didn't dare to blame Xu Shiqi, because Wen Jialuo protected that woman too well.

I did everything voluntarily. Being with her is worth everything. I am willing to walk this difficult road with her. If she feels sorry for me, maybe she will speak up naturally.

Du Mengmeng looked at the note with a complicated expression, taking a deep breath. She couldn't say anything to support it, nor could she object. At this moment, she understood what Wen Jialuo meant. Doing nothing might really be a good thing. She could only be a bystander. Although she was helpless, those were the two people she couldn't get involved with.

Wen Jialuo spent more time at home, spending every moment of silence with Xu Shiqi. Xu Shiqi had never given up on getting her to talk, and had tried every way to tease her, but just like the way of the other person, she responded softly to the methods that Wen Jialuo had used on her.

This situation continued until the weekend.

Xu Shiqi breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to go home. Wen Jialuo didn't say anything here, but she would definitely not be silent when she got home. By then, no excuses would be of any use. It was the first time she wanted to go back so badly that she even urged Wen Jialuo to leave early in the morning.

Wen Jialuo first sent Xu Shiqi home, and then drove slowly back home. The woman looked very tired these past few days, as if she had been driven to death by him. These two days were a good opportunity for her to relax - if I could see some changes in her when I went to pick her up tomorrow... that would be great.

Luo Linyi recently raised a small Pomeranian. Because it is best for the elderly not to come into contact with dogs, fearing that dog hair may cause asthma and other problems, she is training it to recognize that the area above the stairs is a forbidden area. The old lady actually likes small animals very much. She sat happily on the sofa and watched her daughter-in-law educate the dog in a soft voice from a distance. The old man was rarely at home today, but an old comrade-in-arms came again and was drinking tea and playing chess upstairs. Wen Baohua personally served the two old men to prevent them from quarreling.

When Wen Jialuo pushed the door open, the little Pomeranian was running around in agony and landed right at her feet.

The little head was raised, and the tail that was higher than the back was swung in a familiar manner, looking as cute as a brown fur ball. In fact, Wen Jialuo thought its face was quite funny, and couldn't help laughing, squatting down to pick it up.

"Oh, it recognizes its owner." Luo Linyi leaned on the back of the sofa and panted, "My daughter is back."

Wen Jialuo nodded and put the little Pomeranian down again, listening to it barking continuously. Although it was small in size, its voice was very loud.

Luo Linyi walked up and picked up the little Pomeranian. She looked at her daughter in confusion and suddenly cried out in surprise: "Oh, why do you seem to have lost weight?"

Is there? Wen Jialuo touched her cheek. She really had no appetite this week, but she didn't dare let Xu Shiqi see it, so she ate at every meal.

Luo Linyi threw the dog into the hands of the servant standing nearby, and held her daughter's face with heartache: "You've really lost weight." She had long since developed the ability to have a keen eye, and even if her daughter had lost a pound or two, it would not escape her notice.

"What's going on?" Luo Linyi narrowed her eyes, "Didn't you eat well?"

I don't have a good appetite. Wen Jialuo wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. That woman couldn't speak when facing her parents at home, so how could she be an exception? So she just shook her head.

"Then why did you lose weight?" Luo Linyi hesitated for a moment, "Doesn't that Xu Shiqi live with you anymore?"

Wen Jialuo continued to shake his head, brushed her hand away and prepared to go upstairs.

Luo Linyi turned around and caught up with her: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Why aren't you talking?"

The old lady sitting on the sofa frowned slightly, but the little granddaughter didn't seem to see her this time and just went straight upstairs.

"Wait, stop." Luo Linyi lifted her skirt and chased after her. She chased after her daughter's room, closed the door, turned around and her face became very ugly.

She felt that something was wrong. Her daughter, who didn't speak but only nodded, shook her head and smiled, looked very much like that woman, as if she had been infected with a deadly virus.

At this time, Wen Jialuo leaned over the table and quickly wrote a few words, then held it up in front of her.

I want to take a rest, Mom, please go out.

Luo Linyi held her breath and looked at the words. Her face became uglier and uglier. She was very confused by her daughter's strange behavior. "What do you mean... Why are you writing instead of talking?"

Wen Jialuo looked at her with a smile, but the meaning of his expression was not good at all.

I don't want to talk.

"Why?" Luo Linyi grabbed the paper angrily and asked.

But she didn't get an answer, she just saw her daughter lower her head and continue writing.

She really had the urge to smash the desk.

Shi Qi decided not to speak. I just wanted to try it out. What does it feel like for someone who can speak to not speak

Luo Linyi stared at the paper blankly, with only one reaction in her mind - her daughter is possessed.