Xue Jinyan finally calmed down.
She let go of her hand, took a step back, and pulled the corner of her mouth upwards: "I'm sorry, you got your clothes dirty."
Her manner is polite but also alienated.
Ling Yue felt as if his heart had been stabbed.
She was crying so hard in his arms just now, as if she had cried out the tears of her life, but now, she doesn't seem to want to be close to him.
"What's wrong with you?" He felt a little at a loss for the first time.
Xue Jinyan stood there with a pleasing eyebrow and shook her head: "It's okay, maybe it's been a little emotional lately, I'm sorry."
Ling Yue felt a little suffocated in his chest.
He stared at Xue Jinyan, his eyes hurt.
She didn't want to communicate with him at all. She clearly said she was dating, but on the first day, she didn't give him a text message. She took pictures with other men and had dinner with other men. He waited eagerly for her for a long time. of.
"Let's go."
He turned around, but thought of something, and took Xue Jinyan's hand directly, whether she wanted it or not.
"You..." Xue Jinyan looked at him with a bit of amazement.
Ling Yue pursed his lips, and gave Xue Jinyan a somewhat aggrieved look; "Aren't you my girlfriend? What happened to me holding hands."
Xue Jinyan's lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything, only Ren Lingyue took her hand and walked to the car parked on the side of the road.
Ling Yue felt that his palm was a little sweaty, and he even despised himself for a while. He was no longer a hairy boy. He was just holding hands, and he was so nervous.
Sitting back in the car, Xue Jinyan felt that her mood had indeed calmed down a lot, and she began to feel a little embarrassed.
He was so hysterical in front of Ling Yue that he should have been scared.
As Ling Yue drove, he watched the people next to him from the corner of his eye.
"What's wrong with you, are you angry?"
Xue Jinyan was taken aback: "What?"
Ling Yue said: "Are you angry because you saw me and Bao Ni in the restaurant."
"No."
"Didn't you lie?"
"... It's a little uncomfortable, but it's okay."
"Hmph, I'll just say you are really generous. But Bao Ni and I have made it clear that I will not marry her, and I will also break the engagement agreement with her."
"Oh, that's it. I'm so sorry."
Ling Yue felt that his anger was coming again.
"If I remember correctly, today is the first day of our relationship," he said coldly.
Xue Jinyan looked at the scenery outside the car window and nodded: "En."
"..."
Xue Jinyan felt that the mood of the person next to her was something wrong, and she finally turned her head back: "Would you like to have dinner together tonight?"
Ling Yue still held his breath. He wanted to say that I would eat if you let me eat. He coughed dryly, "I have to look at the schedule and maybe I don't have time."
"Well, let's make another day. I originally had other arrangements for today."
"I think about it, I don't seem to have anything important, okay, I promise you, I will eat with you."
"… okay."
Ling Yue felt a bit hot on his face.
He felt a bit embarrassed for such a lame excuse, but Xue Jinyan, who was next to him, looked out the window without thinking too much.
Is it so pretty outside the window, obviously the man she loves is sitting next to her.
It's just... He was indeed a little scared today, seeing her crying like that, but the scaring was not because of her crying, but because of himself.
She was so sad that she was crying, and her heart seemed to sink into an ice pool, wishing to hold her tightly in her arms and comfort her.
He couldn't see how sad she was.
Ling Yue drove the car downstairs of the Ling Group.
Xue Jinyan was startled slightly, and looked at him in surprise: "I want to go home."
Ling Yue got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Come down."
Xue Jinyan was not sure, so she got out of the car and repeated it again: "I want to go home, what are you taking me here for?"
"There is a rest room in my office, you can rest in it." Ling Yue took her hand.
"Ah? Why should I go to your office to rest? I'm not going. If you are busy, go up. I'll go back by myself."
Ling Yue didn't let go, and stared at Xue Jinyan a little dissatisfied: "No, you must rest here."
If she cries again where he can't see, she always feels very upset.
Xue Jinyan couldn't refuse, so Ren Lingyue entered the Lings Group building holding hands.
"Our President Ling seems to be holding a girl's hand."
"What girl, isn't it Miss Xue, making a fuss."
"It's Miss Xue that finds it weird. Didn't we break up? Our General Ling's mood is really changeable."
Xue Jinyan really wanted to go home and take a nap before going to the company to have a look.
However, after entering Ling Yue's office, he was pulled directly to the lounge room in the cubicle as soon as he could not stand firmly.
"The sheets here are changed regularly, and there are new pillows and quilts here."
"Oh, thanks."
Xue Jinyan was a little embarrassed to see him busy: "I'll just lie down for a while. Go ahead."
Ling Yue turned his head and glanced at her, then snorted, "You wash your face, it's so ugly."
Xue Jinyan touched her face subconsciously, maybe because she was crying too hard, her makeup was a bit spent.
"Well, sorry."
She smiled more and more at Ling, then turned and walked outside.
Ling Yue looked at her figure and tightened his fingers.
She was still so polite to him, politely making him angry.
Xue Jinyan washed her face in the bathroom, wiped it briefly with a wet tissue, and sighed silently when she looked at the mirror for a while.
There is a big gap between wanting to do and really being able to do it.
She went back to Ling Yue's office silently, and Ling Yue had already started working at her desk. She didn't want to disturb him either, she just wanted to go back to the cubicle, but saw an unexpected thing.
"Isn't this the mirror frame in my office?" She walked over and took it in her hand. It should be her own no matter how she looked: "You went to my company?"
Ling Yue stretched out his hand and took it over: "If you don't come to me, I can only go to you, but you were not there for the whole morning, so I brought this over. When did we take this photo, it feels a bit like a stranger. ."
"This is not something we want to shoot, but it's just such an event where we eat together. I was not familiar with you at that time."
"That's it. Then why keep it and take a more intimate photo." Ling Yue looked at the photo. In fact, he was okay, and his eyes were still gentle, but Xue Jinyan next to him couldn't see it. Too willing.
Xue Jinyan glanced at him, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "You told me that you want to keep our first photo taken, which is also a memorial for the beginning."
After she finished speaking, she said softly: "I'm going to rest. Are you busy."
Ling Yue watched her enter the compartment, which was just a frosted glass door. Although she couldn't see clearly, she was still a little relieved when she saw her lying down.
Xue Jinyan couldn't sleep at all.
Especially when I lay here, I was a little tired and sleepy, but after lying down, I became more awake.
The glass door opened gently, and Xue Jinyan quickly closed his eyes.
Feeling the person who came in sitting next to her, as if staring at her for a long time, he whispered: "Why pretend to sleep."
Xue Jinyan turned over, opened his eyes and stared at the wall: "Can't sleep."
"why?"
"do not know."
Ling Yue was silent for a while before he said, "I think what you said is very moist. You said you like me very much, and I doubt it now."
Xue Jinyan held him behind her back and held the corner of her lips: "Really, why?"
This is the attitude again.
Ling Yue looked at her aggrievedly.
"I don't feel you like me."
Don't contact him, and have always been so cold towards him.
Obviously she said she wanted to associate with him, but he couldn't agree to it, and this attitude made him very, very uncomfortable.
"sorry."
"I don't want to listen to this." Ling Yue hesitated for a moment before saying, "Is this the way we used to get along with the season?"
The ** body trembled.
Of course this is not the case.
In the past, she could act coquettishly with him, be capricious, and lawless.
but now…
"Xue Jinyan."
Xue Jinyan sighed almost inaudibly.
Even the title, at least he didn't call her that.
Maybe, it's not that she wants to be unfamiliar, but there are always many details that make her unable to take this step at all.
She sat up, met Ling Yue's eyes, and felt a little disappointed in her heart.
There was nothing she wanted in those eyes.
Ling Yue looked at the person in front of him with some expectation at first, but it dimmed little by little. He probably knew what she was thinking, and his heart seemed to sink to the bottom.
"I'm going out first, you can rest." He stood up.
Xue Jinyan looked at him and knew that he should still be injured. She wanted to say sorry, but she also knew that he didn't want to listen.
"Okay, go ahead."
The person at the door was stiff again, and then closed the glass door.
Xue Jinyan sat up, leaning her back against the glass door.
Obviously right here, but as if separated by a frosted door, each other knows that the person is the other side, but it seems as if they are in a mist and can't see clearly.
Xue Jinyan fell asleep after all.
It seems very happy in the dream.
Ling Yue, who had always petted her and loved her, picked her up, and both of them laughed happily.
Although Ling Yue said that he had been busy all afternoon, he was always in a very bad mood. From time to time, listening to the movement next door, he seemed to have fallen asleep.
When it was off work, he walked in, and sure enough, the fucking person was still asleep.
He walked gently, but saw tears in the corners of the eyes of the fucking people.
Stupid, do you still cry in your dreams
He stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away her tears, but his wrist was suddenly grasped.
He didn't dare to move, but the gangster didn't seem to wake up.
He listened to her whispering like weeping.
"Ling Yue, I miss you so much."
He didn't move, but his heart was mixed. For the first time, he was a little surprised to find that he actually felt that he was beginning to be jealous of a man.
And that man is himself.
(End of this chapter)