Bai Yeqing understood the hint in every word she said, and his eyes became deeper and brighter.
The man on the other side of the house that she couldn't see had a gentle look on his face. "The old man is watching downstairs. He has already said that if I leave this door tonight, he will break my legs."
After a pause, Bai Yeqing suggested, "Since you miss me so much, how about you come up?"
The intention of the joke couldn't be more obvious.
Xia Xingchen was extremely embarrassed and pouted, "Who missed you? I don't want to go up. I'm hanging up and going to sleep."
Every word in her voice was full of coquettishness, and she clearly wanted to be fierce with him, but, in the end, the words came out so soft and delicate that they sounded more like a act of coquettishness.
Even through the phone, Bai Yeqing felt as if claws were scratching his heart and lungs, making him feel hot and restless.
This little woman intended to keep him from having a restful night.
Xia Xingchen hung up the phone without saying anything. She would not fall for his trick. If she really went up there and met the old man again, he would definitely be furious. Although he would not hit her, he would probably think she was being unruly.
Because she had heard his voice, at this moment, the uneasiness that had been rising in Xia Xingkong's heart had completely dissipated.
He curled his lips, put away his phone, closed the terrace door, and shrunk into bed.
… … … …
the other side.
Inside the detention center.
Xia Xingkong's call never got through, and he was very angry.
"Hey! Hurry up!" The policeman came in and tapped the table, then checked the time. "One more minute."
Xia Xingkong looked hateful, "Xia Xingchen, since you don't want the face I give you, then don't blame me for not showing you mercy!"
She grumbled through gritted teeth and dialed another number.
"Hello, who is calling so late at night?" An impatient female voice came through the phone.
"It's me. I'm Starsky."
"Xia Xingkong?" Song Weiyi asked impatiently, "Didn't something happen to you? Why are you calling me so late?"
Xia Xingkong took a deep breath, held the phone tightly, and tried to ignore the contempt in Song Weiyi's words. He just said, "Find a way to get me out, and I can help you get revenge."
"I don't know what you are talking about, I'm hanging up!" Song Weiyi felt that her words were incomprehensible and didn't want to talk to her any more.
"Weiyi!" Xia Xingkong raised his voice, as if grasping at the last straw, and hurriedly called out to the other party, "Your last wedding was under the attention of the whole world, and it was messed up like that. Now you can't even raise your head in front of your friends and classmates. Don't you ever think about repaying them?"
She spoke very quickly, as if she was afraid that Song Weiyi would hang up the phone.
Song Weiyi was slightly startled when he heard this. Then, he sneered and said self-deprecatingly: "You don't even know what I am like now. Do you think you can take revenge if you want to?"
Father Song Guoyao was also removed from the positions of Vice President and Senate Chairman. Now he has no important position at all, just an empty title. In the past, the house was crowded with visitors and had many followers.
But now...
What is left now?!
Xia Xingkong said anxiously: "I can help you!"
… … … … … … …
Xia Xingchen lay on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp. The room soon became dark.
This is her first time living in Zhongshan.
When I passed by Zhongshan Little Building before, I was still sighing that Mr. Bai had no children and his life was miserable. But now, I was sleeping in this little building as his daughter.
When I think about it, I still feel that the world is a cruel place.
As if she was used to her bed, or perhaps she had too many things on her mind, she tossed and turned in bed for a long time before she finally felt a little sleepy.
She finally closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when her phone started to vibrate. She was half asleep and half awake, and without even looking at the screen, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear.
"Asleep?"
Bai Yeqing's voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound of the wind.
Xia Xingchen sobered up a little, "What time is it?"
"A little after one."
"It's so late." Xia Xingchen sighed. He could hear the empty voice and the whistling wind from his side. "Are you outside now?"
It’s already past one o’clock, is there still something you need to do
"Downstairs from you."
"Ah?" Xia Xingchen was stunned for a moment. Then, he suddenly woke up, almost immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
She opened the patio door and went out, grabbing her phone. Outside, it was dark, and the dim street lamps cast only a thin glow on the ivy-lined path.
He stood under the street light, his body straight, and even in the cold wind, he had an aura that made people look up to him.
He held his phone in one hand and put the other in his windbreaker pocket. He looked up as if he heard some noise upstairs.
The two of them, in the dim light, through the mist of the night, looked into each other's eyes from afar. Her heartbeat quickened - perhaps, she really fell into the love net he had woven, and could no longer break free - she was just looking at him, but she still felt moved and obsessed. This feeling did not fade as they got closer and closer to each other, but instead deepened day by day.
fantastic…
"Do you want to come down, or should I go up?" Bai Yeqing asked.
She suddenly retracted her thoughts and said, "No, I'll go down."
There were servants on duty downstairs, and she didn't want them to know about their meeting in the middle of the night. They might let it slip and tell the elders.
Bai Yeqing hung up the phone first. Xia Xingchen went back to the room, forgetting to change clothes, and went out. After walking two steps, he remembered that it was very cold outside, so he went back to grab his coat and wrapped himself up, and hurried downstairs.
"Miss Xia, why are you up so late? Is there something wrong?"
She had just gone downstairs when she met the servant on duty in the hall.
Xia Xingchen's face flashed with a trace of guilt, and asked: "Is the Second Master awake?"
"I just went to see him. He wasn't awake. He was sleeping soundly."
"That's good." She thought for a moment, gathered her clothes, looked towards the kitchen, and suddenly said, "Well, can you make me a cup of hot tea? I'll go in and see the Second Master now."
The servant said yes, and without thinking much, turned and went to the kitchen.
Looking at the back of the person walking away, Xia Xingchen hurriedly walked out quietly. He felt like a thief, feeling extremely guilty.
The two of them were just having a normal meeting! However, there were too many eyes staring at them in the main building and the small building.
The servant brought out some hot water, but there was no sign of her. In the end, they just brought some hot tea to her room.
… … … …
Xia Xingchen opened the door and walked out. The cold wind blew in her face, but she didn't feel cold when she saw the tall figure under the lamp. That man was like a warm flame in the cold winter, warming her.