"I don't have any feeling between her and me!" Jacob's voice tightened, but there was no anger at all, it was more tired and helpless, and he could even feel the muscles all over his body tense. He got up, his hands were straight, but he was trying to restrain himself, not clenching into a fist.
But Jacob's helpless attitude angered Anna. Her handsome eyebrows couldn't help but tangle, and her anger became unstable in the irritability. She closed her eyes to avoid making more The out-of-control action came, but the voice still revealed the gnashing of teeth in the heart, "Between you and her! There is clearly a feeling!"
"No!" Jacob's emotions seemed to be uncontrollable, and his voice rose slightly, "Not at all!"
Anna opened her eyes, her voice continued to rise, and she suppressed Jacob hard, staring at Jacob in disbelief, "Obviously! I just read your text message!"
"She's just my colleague!"
Both of them raised their voices. Anna's sharpness and Jacob's thickness collided, echoing in the small space of the kitchen for a long time. Anna's body couldn't help but lean forward, and she had the upper hand.
"She! You!" Jacob frantically opened his palms, wanting to shout up to the sky to vent his irritability and depression, but all his emotions were tightly pressed in his chest, and it was extremely difficult to even express them. Don't say it's vented, he can only roar angrily, "You shouldn't read my text messages!"
Anna looked away in a panic, but immediately realized that she couldn't show weakness, so she turned her head again and looked at Jacob, who was burning with anger, and shook her head irritably, "Why are you yelling at me?"
The injured fragility fainted between his brows, like a sap, and hit Jacob hard on the head. Looking at those bright eyes, his helpless emotions pulled his ankles down quickly. , It was like a free fall, all the emotions disappeared, and I could only go down weakly, deeply powerless, "I'm sorry I yelled just now."
Jacob raised his hands to support his head, fingers dipped into his hair, feeling his heavy brain about to explode, but there was nothing he could do. That kind of helplessness, powerlessness, helplessness makes my heart empty. He didn't want to argue.
However, Anna did not receive the message, "Don't get angry with me." Anna regained the upper hand and said condescendingly, "If you continue to shout, others will be attracted."
The disappointment and reproach in his words stung Jacob. He raised his head and looked at Anna in front of him through his hands. His eyes were full of incredible. He couldn't believe Anna really said that. In his eyes, he could see anger rising and then dissipating; irritability rising and then dissipating; excitement rising and then dissipating. The mixed look was silently accusing.
Anna looked away uneasily. Jacob's gaze made her feel uneasy. She wanted to reconcile, but the words she said had a different face, "This is very important, if someone else comes over."
The raised voice, the deep disappointment, the restless anger, Anna listened to her own voice, unwilling to believe it was her own voice, it was her own words, every thought in her mind was resisting With these words, even she hated herself. However, she still spoke.
Anna turned around and concealed her panic, because she knew that she had made a mistake. Even with her back to Jacob, she could feel Jacob's anger after he was saddened to the extreme. She had never seen such a Jacob, and she did not have the courage to face it.
Yes, Jacob was angry, his eyes widened, his broken emotions surged again, he knew that he should shut up, the quarrel should end at this time, but his body stood up impulsively, as if anger had taken over. Taking control of the body, "Who will come over? Simon?"
He could hear his own voice clearly in his mind, he hoped Anna could deny it, he hoped Anna could fight back, he hoped Anna could confront him again. However, he was disappointed. This time, what awaited him was silence. In addition to silence, or silence.
Jacob stood there like this, as if he wanted to sit down, but stood still; as if he wanted to stand up straight, but couldn't bear the weight on his shoulders, he just squatted halfway, every muscle in his body stiffened. Stay in place, then slowly, slowly stand up straight. All the emotions on that face began to ebb little by little, the ruddy complexion became pale, and even the anger at the corners of the mouth and eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by despair, deep despair.
It was still silent. Anna started to cut the zucchini again, only thinking about the sound of the blade colliding with the cutting board. The sound of the frying pan made people irritable.
The last glimmer of hope in the dark brown eyes was also extinguished, and a look of disbelief flashed past. The anger made him take two steps forward, but the kitchen was really too narrow, just two steps away. Let him hit the stove hard, but he doesn't care at all, there is only one thought in his mind, "Have you slept with him?"
Anna didn't answer, and still focused on cutting the zucchini. Jacob patted Anna's shoulder, "Anything? Answer me!"
"Don't touch me!" This was Anna's only response.
But this response irritated Jacob, who looked at Anna with a tearful look, lowered his head, tried to look into Anna's eyes, looked into those clear eyes, and heard the answer to the question - even if he wasn't sure about himself Want to hear the answer, "Have you ever slept with him? Yes or no?"
"Jacob! Don't touch me!" Anna yelled at her maximum volume, then pushed Jacob away. But this time, she fell behind.
"Is there?" Jacob was like an angry lion, roaring with all his strength, and the desperate anger dragged him into the endless darkness.
"Jacob, don't!" Anna put down the knife, raised her hands, and closed her eyes, but she never dared to look up and said coldly.
"Don't want what?" Jacob slammed back against the wall, and then just froze in place, looking at Anna's profile, looking at the profile that refused to exchange glances with himself, sadness and bitterness It was so sparsely pressed on his shoulders that the heavy weight was almost breathless. Jacob looked at Anna with such sadness. It seemed that in just a moment, the anger dissipated, and there was only confusion left. , and the loss of free fall but unable to land.
"Is there any? This is a very simple question, yes, no." Jacob said calmly, as calmly as a lake with no waves, crystal clear - you can clearly see the deep bottom of the lake. Ripples and debris. "Is there any?"
One second, the conflict was hot and unusual, as if a comet hit the earth; the next second, it resumed calmly, so quiet that the sound of the oil pan became noisy again.
Anna didn't speak, just put down her hands in silence, looking at the zucchini on the chopping board, her eyes suddenly lost focus. She wanted to raise her head to look at Jacob, but she didn't have the courage. She knew that all the light and color had faded from the face she once loved.
Jacob just looked at Anna quietly, quietly. Then he slumped his shoulders, turned around and walked back, sat down again in a sullen mood, picked up the red wine, and said nothing.
"I won't answer your question." Anna got busy again, picked up the knife again, and was about to cut the zucchini. She shook her head gently and whispered.
The red wine in Jacob's hand paused, "Why can't you look me in the eyes and answer me?" But his question was still unanswered, and the emotions in his chest were rampant, tearing him into countless pieces, as if It will explode in the next second, venting out without warning, "Look at me!" Jacob roared desperately, like a thunderclap on the ground, this was his only request, he wanted to see the pair of himself again Loving eyes.
Anna was startled, closed her eyes, shrank her shoulders, and shrank her whole body, but she didn't want to shrink back, she turned around and roared back forcefully, "Don't roar!"
"I want to roar, roar!"
"No, you can't. Not at my house!"
The unreasonable roars of the two people stirred in the air, and the whole room began to tremble. Even the warm yellow halo was dyed with a layer of coldness. The uncontrollable anger burned all the restraints of reason. Before he had time to think, all the words broke through the shackles of his throat.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my house! I really want to go back to my own home! Don't I want to go back to my home? I want to go back now!" All Jacob's emotions burst open, like a flood Usually poured down, the muscles all over his body tense, and he shouted loudly with his neck stuck.
Anna was also completely angry, still holding the sharp knife in her hand, she bumped it back without showing weakness, "Why are you yelling at me?"
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"What right do you have to say that about me?" Jacob stared at Anna's back, but got no response, "Yes, I just want to yell at you here. I don't want to be in my own house!"
"Don't yell at me..." Anna's voice was completely drowned in Jacob's roar like a surging river, and she was unable to resist. She simply threw the knife directly into the sink, and turned and left neatly. Refused to continue communication.
Jacob still looked at the sizzling oil pan in front of him, his eyes never followed Anna's footsteps, and his movements froze in place, quietly watching the thick smell of gunpowder slowly dissipate, the frown between his eyebrows. The loneliness slowly settled down, the light in the depths of the eyes gradually disappeared, and the lines of the shoulders that were tightened due to anger slowly softened, and then began to fragment.
A touch of pain slipped through his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to close his eyes; he still held the glass of red wine in his right hand, never took a sip, and even alcohol couldn't numb his nerves.
Zila, zila, the sound of the oil pan echoed in the kitchen, and it was panickingly quiet.