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At around nine o'clock in the evening, Lu's villa.
The slap marks on Lu Ming's cheeks were obvious. He wanted Aunt Zhang to prepare an ice pack for him, but he didn't even call for anyone to come. Only then did he remember that Aunt Zhang had a rest today and went home early in the morning.
Lu Ming had no choice but to go into the kitchen by himself, dig out some ice cubes from the ice-making layer in the refrigerator, wrap them in a thin towel, and tie them into a ball. He took a simple "ice pack" and applied ice for a while, and the pain was significantly relieved.
Because he didn't deal with it in time, the right side of his face was slightly swollen, which was very ugly.
Lu Ming hissed and dropped the ice pack.
He poured a glass of water, feeling hungry. He remembered that he hadn't had dinner yet, so he casually took out the sandwich that Aunt Zhang had prepared for him in the refrigerator, served it with water, and took a few bites to satisfy his hunger.
The huge villa was empty, he was the only one, and it was extremely deserted. Lu Ming was in a daze, probably because he was used to being with Chi Qiu, and now he is not used to this kind of loneliness.
For this reason, unlike in the past, today he washed up early and lay down on the bed. Within a few minutes of falling asleep, his head was buzzing and he woke up with pain. Lu Fengshen's slap was so hard that he still has a headache.
Not only that, under the recent long-term fatigue state, Lu Ming often suffers from insomnia without Chi Qiu's company.
He got up and went to the collection room, took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, and poured half a glass.
He drank it in one gulp, hoping that he could sleep peacefully tonight.
On the phone, Chi Qiu still didn't reply to his message.
Lu Ming wondered, in the past Chi Qiu always came back quickly. He thought that he should go to Chi's house tomorrow morning, but with the condition on his face, Chi Lanyan would be suspicious if he went there. He probably won't be able to meet Chi Qiu in the next few days.
Just as he was thinking about how to explain to Chi Qiu, the door of the villa opened.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, Lu Ming saw Ji Yanchen's car slowly driving into the front yard. He froze for a moment, but quickly realized. Because Ji Yanchen came here often, Lu Ming saw that Chi Qiu was happy, so he entered Ji Yanchen's license plate into the system. So when he came over, the guards let him through directly.
The rain has become smaller, and it is falling in pieces.
Lu Ming put down his wine glass, and the glass touched the table lightly, which was as crisp as the sound of raindrops outside.
The door of the house was opened from the outside, only Chi Qiu came in, Ji Yanchen did not get out of the car.
Lu Ming saw that Chi Qiu didn't have an umbrella, his hair and shoulders were soaked, and he didn't have the blinding stick that he always carried when he went out.
It was dark on a rainy night, and Chi Qiu was familiar with every brick in front of the villa, without tripping a single step. Or maybe it was the weak street lights in the front yard and Ji Yanchen's bright headlights that illuminated a difficult road for him.
Lu Ming looked at him inexplicably, and walked towards him quickly. As he got closer, Lu Ming noticed that Chi Qiu's eyes were reddish, obviously from crying.
Lu Ming didn't care about anything, and held his hand as usual: "What happened?"
Chi Qiu remained silent, and pulled out his hand abruptly. As if he couldn't see Lu Ming, he walked straight in and entered the bedroom.
Lu Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed, completely ignoring Ji Yanchen who was staying in the front yard.
"Chi Qiu." Lu Ming called Chi Qiu's name and stood in front of him again.
And Chi Qiu's goal is the wedding ring that he put in the drawer, which he treasured carefully.
He ignored Lu Ming's words, and the moment he touched the drawer, he habitually touched the edge of the drawer. For some reason, the corners of his mouth twitched bluntly, and he laughed self-deprecatingly.
After pretending for so many years, in his subconscious actions, how many behaviors of blind people are there? Chi Qiu didn't know anymore, because he could see clearly, but he lived as a real blind man.
Nothing can be seen clearly, and everything is kept in the dark.
That's why he was so coaxed by Lu Ming's superficial deception, foolishly thinking that he was really loved by him, foolishly thinking that God was finally on his side, foolishly thinking that he could really get back this time. The spring day of that year.
But he didn't know that his self-mockery was actually more like a wry smile.
"Chi Qiu." Lu Ming said, touching the corner of Chi Qiu's crying and swollen eyes with his fingertips, "What's the matter? Can't you tell me?"
Chi Qiu didn't look at his face. Since he is blind, he should act like a blind man.
Lu Ming hoped that he could not see it, so he should not.
It's a pity that Chi Qiu was wrong again. At this moment, he should take a look at the expression on Lu Ming's face that changed for him, how "strong" it was, and how it was more conspicuous than any previous expression.
Chi Qiu lowered his head: "Lu Ming." He finally spoke with a hoarse voice, "Why did you lie to me?"
After asking and deliberating, he just wanted to know the answer. Others said it a hundred times, but he didn't believe it, so he just wanted to hear Lu Ming tell him himself.
In an instant, the tenderness on Lu Ming's face disappeared.
Lu Ming was confused, suspicious, and mostly kept silent. He stood in front of Chi Qiu, and the unmelted frost appeared on his numb face again.
At this moment, Chi Qiu raised his eyes slightly. Lu Ming's cold face fell into his eyes, making him feel cold all over.
Lu Ming is always like this, as if he doesn't care about anything, as if he doesn't like anything.
Looking forward to this alienation, Chi Qiu felt distressed, so she got close to him, hugged him tightly, and wanted to give him her love and warmth. Now, when he saw Lu Ming again, he was disappointed and absurd, and even more sad.
Chi Qiu closed his eyes and frowned in pain. He bent down slightly, put one hand on his heart, and grasped the thin clothes tightly. His movements are very small, like a bird in a cage, struggling hard but unable to break free from the cage.
He didn't want to procrastinate any longer. Every minute of Lu Ming's silence was an insult to Chi Qiu.
He asked Lu Ming: "Jin Chengjun's pursuit of my sister... was arranged by you, right?"
Lu Ming paused and stopped all doubts.
It turned out that Chi Qiu knew.
But the most frightening thing is not that they know each other's secrets, but Lu Ming's "frankness and sincerity". Almost three seconds after Chi Qiu asked, he decisively admitted: "Yes."
Chi Qiu was stunned for a moment, his eyes were moist, he raised his head numbly, and fixedly looked at Lu Ming: "You just admit it like this?" He didn't even have a rebuttal, just admitted it so readily
Lu Ming still had that expressionless face, he was terribly calm, never unreasonable, and only stood in front of a solution that could be analyzed and solved to answer questions: "Since you can ask me, it means you already know, and it is useless to talk more. "
"It's useless to talk too much?"
Chi Qiu couldn't help but laugh. That's right, Lu Ming is like this. When he wants to act with you, he does everything;
Chi Qiu pinched the palm of his hand, his nails had drawn blood red from the flesh. Compared to Ji Feining's frankness, Lu Ming's own confession can break him to pieces. He stood in front of Lu Ming blankly, tears streaming down his face. In just a few hours, Chi Qiu didn't know how many times he had cried.
He couldn't stop his tears, couldn't control his emotions, as if this incompetent venting became his last resistance. His whole body was scorched, like a bunch of dead wood, burning in a raging fire, stinging every inch of his nerves. And the pain spreading from the bottom of his heart was attacking his whole body, mocking his self-deception for more than a year.
Chi Qiu took a staggered step and held onto the table.
Lu Ming's heart faltered, and his hand subconsciously wanted to hold Chi Qiu's hand, but Chi Qiu dodged it fiercely.
Chi Qiu asked softly, "Why?"
Still this question, Lu Ming did not answer immediately.
Chi Qiu stepped back slightly, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Just for grandpa's property?"
Chi Qiu cried, "Speak up!"
"yes."
Both fell into silence.
Chi Qiu's heart sank: "Just for this... You lied to me?"
Lu Ming stood upright in front of him, with no intention of running away. The words in his mouth were solidified stones, and he couldn't spit them out smoothly. In the end, he could only say: "Sorry."
But is this an apology what Chi Qiu wants
"Who wants your apology—" Chi Qiu's voice gradually became higher, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and seemed to be overflowing with tears. He helplessly wanted to seek justice, whether it was for himself or for Chi Xia.
"Just for this, you arranged for someone else to chase Xiaoxia and let her elope? Just for this, have you ever thought about my sister's safety?! In case that man hurts her, in case that man..."
Lu Ming interrupted him, and finally had an explanation other than an apology: "I have investigated, and although Jin Chengjun's life is hard, he is not bad, and he and Chi Xia have long had mutual affection. Chi Xia doesn't like Lu Yinliang at all, we For her and Jin Chengjun, it was just matching, not forcing. They eloped, which was something I didn't expect."
Even in the face of Chi Qiu's fierce questioning, Lu Ming was still able to answer calmly.
He can't feel strong emotions, so he doesn't understand how terrible and hopeless love is full of lies. Lu Ming couldn't empathize with all this, so he did this.
Whether it's Chi Xia or Chi Qiu. He hadn't clearly realized how wrong he was at all.
Chi Qiu said softly, "That's how you are, you don't take any feelings seriously."
He was so disappointed in Lu Ming that he couldn't continue.
What's the use of saying more? Lu Ming's stubbornness and selfishness were fully reflected in a few short sentences.