Luo Yibei leaned against the door of the hall and stared at her quietly for a while. He walked towards her slowly and came to her side. He looked around lazily and sat down next to her. .
A very small hanging chair, designed by Fang Chixia for herself, was only big enough for her to sit alone.
Now, Luo Yibei suddenly pressed forward, occupying most of the space of the chair, and she was squeezed by him so hard that she was pressed against the half-moon arc.
Fang Chixia was not asleep to begin with, and her body seemed to stiffen after that.
"Don't sleep if you're not asleep! Let's talk!" Luo Yibei looked at the side of her face, raised his long arm, and took away the book covering her face.
The strong sunlight shone over Fang Chixia's delicate eyebrows. He waved his hand randomly in the air, trying to find the book back. He fumbled several times but couldn't find it.
Opening her eyes, she glared at the man next to her slightly angrily, "Luo Yibei, what are you doing?"
"Are you awake? You're awake just in time!" Luo Yibei put the book in his hand aside, looked at her, considered his words, and asked slowly, "What have you been doing in the past four years?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Fang Chixia said in a very unfriendly tone.
"It doesn't matter, tell me. I want to hear it." Luo Yibei was not angry at her words. He seemed to have a surprisingly good temper today.
His words were gentle and not at all overbearing or overbearing.
Fang Chixia seemed to have punched cotton with a fist, unable to use his energy.
"Say it!" Luo Yibei leaned lazily on the back of his chair, his voice light.
Fang Chixia suddenly fell silent after his words.
These four years were the most painful four years for her, more painful than the year when she was pregnant and left.
She was blind for a year and gave birth to her second child. Although she came out of the haze later, there was still some pain that could never be erased.
She was silent for a long time after Luo Yibei's words, as if she was deeply immersed in some kind of memory.
However, when she raised her face to look at him, her eyes were unusually light, as if nothing had happened.
"Nothing special, just work, study, work."
It was an understatement, light, like a breeze, blowing by, flat and without any pain.
"Then tell me the reason for insisting on divorce!" Luo Yibei asked again without delving into the issue with her.
Fang Chixia seemed to be caught off guard when he suddenly asked this question.
Her face turned pale in horror, as if she was shocked.
But in just a few seconds, he returned to his natural state.
Her expression changed so quickly that others didn't even have time to observe her carefully.
She raised her chin slightly and looked at him. Her voice was very calm, "Is Mr. Luo very confident in his charm? Why do you believe that a woman still has feelings for you after being separated for so many years?"
What she means is that after four years of separation, her feelings have faded and she no longer loves her!
She spoke in an understatement, as if the relationship between the two of them was just like her current tone, light and airless, without a trace.
Luo Yibei's expressionless face suddenly darkened.
"There should be a lot to do when you come to Country Y this time, right? Go back, I will take care of Xiao Yi!" Fang Chixia didn't seem to want to say anything more, stood up and went to the villa.
Luo Yibei sat stiffly on the hanging chair, his handsome face drooping at a forty-five degree angle, as if he had not yet recovered from what she had just said.