He remembers.
Xie Rongzhuo still remembered that she had said before that it was dark outside.
"Come down?" Xie Rongzhuo's voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Or should I go up?"
Shen Mi was stunned: "You, you are downstairs?"
Xie Rongzhuo: "Who else would light the lamp for you?"
Shen Mi subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the roof of the opposite building. Xie Rongzhuo seemed to laugh and said, "Look down."
She quickly tiptoed out and saw the familiar figure standing downstairs through the protective net.
Shen Mi immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.
She was running with sweat all over her forehead, but she stopped a few meters away from Xie Rongzhuo, clenched her sleeves, and walked slowly towards him.
Xie Rongzhuo stood next to the mural, the warm light illuminating his handsome face clearly.
He lowered his eyes, and when he saw her, his eyes suddenly softened, and his dark pupils were dotted with tiny lights.
Shen Mi raised his head, and the moment his eyes met his, he was overwhelmed by emotions he had never experienced before.
Shen Mi guessed what it was.
She became panic-stricken and didn't even dare to investigate further.
Maybe he thought she walked too slowly.
Xie Rongzhuo frowned, then walked straight up to her.
He lowered his head and stared at her red eyes: "Why are you crying? Did you lose the argument?"
Shen Mi sniffed and smiled bravely: "How could it be... my eyes are red?"
She stumbled and was pulled into Xie Rongzhuo's arms, his soft voice rang in her ears.
"If you feel bad, just cry. Why try to be strong?"
His words seemed to have triggered her emotional switch. Shen Mi's eyes became hot and tears burst out like a flood.
But she didn't want to be like this in front of him.
She's not that fragile.
But for some reason, she couldn't control her grievance when she heard Xie Rongzhuo's voice.
Her back felt warm, and Xie Rongzhuo put his windbreaker over her head. His voice rang out from above her head: "I can't see anymore, cry."
The clothes were very big and still retained Xie Rongzhuo's body temperature. Shen Mi hid in this isolated little world, allowing herself to be defeated by her emotions and burst into tears.
I don’t know how long it took.
After a good cry, all the unhappiness that had been pent up in my heart for years was released, and I felt relaxed.
It turns out that someone is helping to cover for me. It feels so good to have a good cry.
"I won't lose next time."
Shen Mi poked half of his head out from his windbreaker.
Xie Rongzhuo looked down at the girl in his arms. Her eyes were like washed glass beads, black and bright, just like the first time he saw her.
He never doubted Shen Mi's ability to heal himself: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"I thought about it." Her chin felt a little itchy, so Shen Mi raised her face and gently rubbed it against his chest: "They just took advantage of my weakness and used it to attack me." She snorted stubbornly: "I have always been the one who defeated me, they have never won. As long as I let go of the past, I will be invincible."
"Just thought about it?" Xie Rongzhuo chuckled and lifted up his shirt collar: "I can wring water out of my clothes."
Only then did Shen Mi notice that he was only wearing a thin shirt and his chest was covered with her tears.
"...Are you cold?" Shen Mi reached out to grab his hand, but when he touched his slightly cold fingers, he quickly pulled his hand back.
She pulled off her windbreaker and stood on tiptoe to put it on him.
"Return it to you."
She had just cried, and there was a hint of shyness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, which was in stark contrast to her usual impeccable appearance.
"Are you still crying?" Xie Rongzhuo tapped his shoulder: "I'll let you lean on it."
Shen Mi's cheeks were slightly hot: "No, next time."
"Okay." Xie Rongzhuo stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and pinched her face. The pair of black eyes behind the lenses smiled, "You're so ugly. Go back and wash yourself, you harlequin cat."
Shen Mi: “…”
I shouldn't have used mascara today!
Without looking in the mirror, Shen Mi knew how exaggerated his face was right now. He quickly turned around and covered his face with his hands: "I, I'm going back."
Xie Rongzhuo let out a slight breath: "Yeah."
Shen Mi could tell that it was him laughing, and his ears felt hot. He pointed a finger at the mural behind him and said, "Will the light go out?"
Xie Rongzhuo said: "It will be bright when it gets dark."
Shen Mi: "Electricity bill..."
Xie Rongzhuo: "I'll go."
"Thank you." Shen Mi peeked at him through his fingers and ran away quickly.
As she entered the elevator, she suddenly remembered, how did Xie Rongzhuo know that she had a conflict with someone
*
Xie Rongzhuo stood on the side of the road and did not turn around and leave until he saw a figure swaying on the balcony on the 15th floor.
An hour ago, the security guard saw a middle-aged woman in the corridor surveillance camera getting into a conflict with Shen Mi. Everyone in the community property management knew Miss Shen next to Mr. Xie, so they immediately reported it to their superiors and informed Xie Rongzhuo.
Xie Rongzhuo knew that Shen Mi must be in a bad mood, so he gave her the birthday present one day in advance.
*
The next day after get off work, Zhang Zhiqing took Shen Mi out to dinner and said she wanted to celebrate her birthday. Shen Mi smiled and said, "No, I don't celebrate my birthday."
Shen Mi said that she didn't celebrate her birthday because no one had ever celebrated it with her since she was a child, and gradually she herself believed that she no longer had this habit.
"You have to come!" Zhang Zhiqing had already planned it out: "My uncle will definitely feel embarrassed not to come to your birthday."
Shen Mi wavered: "Are you sure?"
"Sure!" Zhang Zhiqing patted her chest and promised, "I have already called my uncle and told him the address. If he didn't say he couldn't come, then he will come."
Shen Mi knew Xie Rongzhuo, he liked to say things in a sarcastic way. When he said no, he meant yes.
I didn't say I won't come, that really means I will come.
Shen Mi thought of the scene of crying in his arms last night.
Xie Rongzhuo was more or less interested in her.
He must like her too!
"He's coming at night?" Shen Mi turned to ask Zhang Zhiqing, "Look at my face, isn't it too plain?" Then he lowered his head to check his clothes: "Is this outfit too professional and cold, not gentle enough?"
Zhang Zhiqing looked her up and down carefully and said, "No, your legs are legs, your waist is waist, and your hips are lifted, which looks good."
"I think," Shen Mi suddenly became very demanding of himself, "Is the hairstyle not good enough? It's still early, how about we go get a haircut?"
Zhang Zhiqing nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, you always wear a ponytail, you should change your hairstyle to make you look more fresh in front of my uncle."
Shen Mi: "What hairstyle do you think I should have?"
Zhang Zhiqing thought about it: "The whole scumbag girl big wave?"
Shen Mi: "Will your uncle dislike it?"
Zhang Zhiqing didn't know what Xie Rongzhuo liked, so she was silent for a few seconds and took out her phone: "I'll ask for you."
Shen Mi did not stop him: "Don't say I asked."
"Don't worry."
The call was connected, Zhang Zhiqing pressed the speakerphone button, and Shen Mi pricked up his ears.
Zhang Zhiqing: "Uncle, do you like the bad girl with big waves?"
"dislike."
Xie Rongzhuo might not have understood.
Zhang Zhiqing: "No, I want to ask you, do you like big breasts—"
Xie Rongzhuo: “I don’t like it.”
Zhang Zhiqing: "There is another one... Lang."
"Are you free?" Xie Rongzhuo's tone indicated that his patience was running out.
"Well, not particularly free."
Zhang Zhiqing didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hung up the phone timidly. She turned to look at Shen Mi and laughed awkwardly: "Don't be scared. My uncle is actually quite nice. He gives me a lot of pocket money. He just speaks a little coldly. He treats everyone like this."
Shen Mi thought of the man who whispered in her ear last night.
He is cold to everyone but so special to her.
Xie Rongzhuo must like her!
*
Shen Mi finally chose the hairstyle and color that Zhang Zhiqing helped her pick. It wasn't too exaggerated and was suitable for work.
After finishing, I looked in the mirror carefully to see if the curves on both sides were symmetrical, even the small tuft of bangs was not spared.
"You are so suitable for curly hair, Mimi!"
Shen Mi has very fair skin and a face as beautiful as a fairy covered in mist, bright but very girlish. With her big curly hair with smooth curves, she looks even more like a goddess.
All the men and women in the barber shop were attracted by her. Zhang Zhiqing showed off: "My little aunt, this is my little aunt."
"Beauty, your aunt is so young? Your uncle is so lucky."
Zhang Zhiqing was unhappy: "My uncle is very young, okay." She paid the money, pulled Shen Mi away, fearing that other men would take advantage of her.
*
Zhang Zhiqing booked a private room in the KTV. Afraid that Xie Rongzhuo wouldn't be able to come, she brought a group of friends over to warm up the atmosphere.
The group chattered as they walked into the KTV, only to find that Xie Rongzhuo had already arrived. He was actually the first one to arrive.
The private room was quiet, the screen was paused on the song ordering page, there were beautiful fruit plates and drinks on the table, the colorful desserts and drinks had a healing color, making people very appetizing.
"Wow! So many delicious foods." Zhang Zhiqing didn't expect Xie Rongzhuo to be so considerate, so she led a group of sisters in, "Uncle, how long have you been here?"
The girls greeted him warmly: "Hello, Uncle Xie."
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head and stared at Shen Mi without blinking, as if he didn't hear their voices.
She knew Xie Rongzhuo was looking at her, but the lighting in the private room was too dim and Shen Mi couldn't see the expression on his face.
After a few seconds, he looked away, glanced calmly at everyone, and nodded as a greeting.
"We're all family, so don't be polite. Everyone, sit wherever you want. My uncle is treating us today, so order whatever you want to drink!"
"Great!" the girls cheered.
Everyone was in tacit agreement and no one sat next to Xie Rongzhuo.
"Mi Mi, please sit here." Zhang Zhiqing pushed Shen Mi to sit next to Xie Rongzhuo.
Shen Mi glanced at Xie Rongzhuo. He lowered his eyes to look up something on his phone and did not notice her new hairstyle.
"Oh, okay." She sat down next to him.
As soon as she sat down, Zhang Zhiqing suddenly pushed her. Shen Mi was caught off guard and half of her body fell into Xie Rongzhuo's arms.
My nose brushed against his shirt and I smelled the light woody scent on him. For a brief moment, my heart began to beat wildly.
Xie Rongzhuo was not wearing a coat, and the light and shadow outlined a clear curve on his narrow waist, and Shen Mi's palm was pressing on his waist. He had no intention of hiding, but just lowered his head and looked at her calmly.
Shen Mi's heart beat so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat.
Fortunately, she was sitting in the corner where the light was dim and the others were chatting and eating and didn't pay attention to this side.
Just when she was about to give up, Xie Rongzhuo looked away and slowly raised his head.
Zhang Zhiqing thought she would be scolded, but she didn't expect Xie Rongzhuo to just glance at her indifferently, ignoring her little action, and instead picked on Shen Mi's faults: "How old are you? And you still can't sit still."
Shen Mi: “…”
Why did he suddenly sound so master-like
Zhang Zhiqing felt guilty and was about to expose herself when she heard Xie Rongzhuo slowly say, "There's no room here. Go over there."
Shen Mi turned his head and followed Xie Rongzhuo's gaze to look at Zhang Zhiqing, who quickly moved to the crowd nearby.
The little awkwardness of being alone with her hung in the air.
This group of girls are all very good at having fun, and there's no place that can't be warmed up with them around.
After several rounds of grabbing the microphone, the girls started playing a little game. Zhang Zhiqing handed the microphone to Xie Rongzhuo and asked, "Uncle, do you want to sing? I'll help you order."
Shen Mi had never heard Xie Rongzhuo sing before. He was aloof and looked like someone who would never open his mouth in public. She was about to order a song to avoid embarrassing Zhang Zhiqing, but Xie Rongzhuo suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Happy birthday."
Zhang Zhiqing: "Okay!"
The prelude to the Happy Birthday song soon sounded in the private room.
Xie Rongzhuo held the microphone, turned his head to look at Shen Mi, and sang to her: "Happy birthday to you..."
His breath was gentle, his voice was low, his pronunciation was lazy and relaxed, and each word drilled into the eardrum with a hook that stung the heart.
Shen Mi couldn't stop blushing, and even the light shining on Xie Rongzhuo's shoulders became hot when it fell on her cheeks.
Unexpectedly, Xie Rongzhuo's singing was surprisingly good. The simple lyrics matched with his voice had a unique flavor. Everyone fell silent and listened to him singing.
Shen Mi sat next to him, feeling his pronunciation closely, as if he could touch his breath.
The scenes of last night flashed through my mind.
Shen Mi discovered that Xie Rongzhuo doted on her as much as his master did, but in reality his gentle side was hidden very deeply.
There are no internet filters, nor is it a fantasy of beauty.
At this moment, the chaotic emotions suddenly became clear.
The person in front of her was exactly the one she had always liked.
The music stops for a few seconds.
"Ahh, that sounds so beautiful!"
"Help, my ear is pregnant!"
The girls' voices brought Shen Mi back to reality.
Noticing the gazes of the people around her, Shen Mi turned her head and briefly looked at Xie Rongzhuo. She was afraid that he would discover her little thoughts, so she quickly looked away.
"Happy birthday." Xie Rongzhuo said into the microphone.
“…Thank you.” She became reserved.
"Just thanking me?" Xie Rongzhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if waiting for her comments.
Shen Mi imitated what others said: "It sounds so beautiful." Because of nervousness, her tone was emotionless: "My ears are pregnant."
Xie Rongzhuo: “…”
"Don't be so naive," the others said, "When will Uncle Xie let Miss Shen get pregnant?"
Shen Mi's ears turned red and he turned to look at Xie Rongzhuo.
He lowered his eyes and put down the microphone, seemingly not minding such a joke.
But how did he stay so calm
Oh, yes, she is the one who is pregnant.
No, without him, the child would not be born.
Shen Mi: “…”
What is she thinking!!!
A group of girls gave a lot of flattery and then started a new show.
These common entertainment activities in bars and KTVs were the first time for Shen Mi to play them, and everything she played was new to her. Xie Rongzhuo was rarely patient, and although his expression was indifferent, he always cooperated and was willing to play with them, playing one by one until he even threw darts.
Zhang Zhiqing taught Shen Mi how to play: "See that spinning wheel? You have to answer questions or take actions according to the requirements of the circle you throw, otherwise you have to drink."
If she hadn't wanted to eat Xie Rongzhuo's gossip, she wouldn't have suggested playing such a boring game.
Shen Mi nodded to indicate that he understood, and politely handed the dart to Xie Rongzhuo: "Boss, go first."
Xie Rongzhuo took it and threw it casually.
What he guessed was: when was the first time your heart beat.
Shen Mi glanced at Xie Rongzhuo calmly.
Xie Rongzhuo glanced at her and replied, "Four years ago."
Four years ago.
Wasn't that when they first met in the game
It can't be such a coincidence...
But what did he mean by that look he gave her just now
After daydreaming for a while, it was her turn to throw darts.
What Shen Mi hit upon was: calling her ex.
Zhang Zhiqing was afraid that Shen Mi would really call Ke Zhan, so she moved to her side and whispered, "You can choose to drink."
If your online crush is also considered an ex…
Then her ex was sitting next to her.
Shen Mi stole a glance at Xie Rongzhuo.
You can't call him in public, right
She reached out, picked up the glass in front of her, and chose to drink.
I don’t know if it’s because the light is too dim, but Xie Rongzhuo’s face looks a little gloomy.
In the second round, Xie Rongzhuo also won the chance to call his ex.
Zhang Zhiqing: "That doesn't count. My uncle doesn't have an ex-girlfriend."
Xie Rongzhuo picked up the phone and quickly tapped into the address book.
Zhang Zhiqing:
My uncle actually had a secret relationship without telling anyone!
Shen Mi looked at Xie Rongzhuo's profile, and a sudden sour feeling welled up in his heart.
Xie Rongzhuo had an ex and still had his cell phone number.
She suddenly didn't have the courage to listen to him finish the call and prepared to find an excuse to go to the bathroom.
The next second, Shen Mi's cell phone rang.
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