A thick stack scattered on the ground, each piece of paper was written by Ning Si himself, he closed his eyes, and could think of Ah Si with full anticipation, so her brushstrokes when she ticked the hook rose slightly, light and pleasant.

The two strokes of the cross were heavier than any of the other strokes, and the strokes drooped downward, and the person holding the pen pushed too hard, and the ink penetrated the back of the paper.

Xu Du felt that these pieces of paper had turned into sharp blades, and they slashed hard in his heart, and the wound was spurting blood, but the person who used the knife refused to give him a good time, and he had to go down inch by inch, and the pain spread all around along the sensitive nerves.

In his mind, he alternated between expectant and desperate eyes, he tugged at his collar, felt his breath short, a little slow, slowly bent down, and propped his hands on his knees.

The warm liquid in his eyes slammed into the paper, quickly smudging into a wet mark.

He opened his mouth for a moment. To no avail, the cold moonlight outside the window shone on him through the floor-to-ceiling window, reflecting the arched back even thinner, and the shoulder blades slightly raised under the shirt, the shape was obvious.

He squatted down with difficulty, picked up the book and the paper, folded them one by one, and stuffed them back into the drawer, looking exactly as they had not fallen to the floor.

He stubbornly believed that as long as he put everything back in its place, Ning Si would put things back in their place.

His Ace has liked him for more than ten years, how can he say don't want it.

He didn't allow it.

He sat in the study with his body propped up until the middle of the night, leaning back on his chair, his eyes red and bloodshot, like a giant beast on the verge of madness.

In the second half of the night, his stomach pain symptoms were relieved a lot, and it seemed that the medicine prepared for him by Ning Xi had worked, and at this moment, his thoughts were opened up, and he rushed out.

He missed Ning Si so much.

As long as he thought that she would sleep intimately with other men in the future and have children, he couldn't stand it.

Without thinking about it, he picked up the car keys and went downstairs to the basement.

When he came back to his senses, his car drove to the downstairs of Ning Si Community, although he and Ning Xi broke up, but the bound vehicle entry and exit ban was not disconnected, and his car easily entered the community. Stop at the bottom of Ning Si.

He turned off the fire, lowered the window and looked upstairs, Ning Xi lived on the 23rd floor, and couldn't see her house from the ground at all, Xu Du looked up like a paralyzed person, squinted his eyes and counted up one grid at a time, counting to more than twenty, his eyes were so sour that physiological tears rolled out, he didn't dare to blink, he was stubborn enough to count to the 23rd floor, and his eyes darkened when he saw that the room became a little darker.

There is no one in the Ning Si family.

Only then did he remember that Ning Si had said that he was going to sell the house, and he found an intermediary to talk to Ning Si, and it was no surprise that Ning Si's apartment would not fall into the hands of outsiders.

He used to despise women's entanglements the most, but now he felt like those women, trying to tie up the person he wanted to keep with some memories.

The person who hysterically does not let the other person leave becomes himself.

It's kind of ridiculous.

He pulled out his phone and called his secretary.

The tone is deep, as if you can suppress the feeling of loss, how is the house talking?

The secretary probably slept in a daze. The sleepy voice trembled slightly, Mr. Xu, the house is talking. Ms. Ning was not satisfied with the price given by the intermediary.

Xu Dui's face sank a little, lower?

The secretary said, "It's high." The price you asked the agent to offer was much higher than the listing price, and Miss Ning aroused suspicion.

Xu Du smiled angrily, gritted his back molars, and some people disliked the high price offered by the buyer when selling the house.

The secretary is clear about the relationship between Xu Wei and Ning Xi, and may even be clearer than the person concerned, Mr. Xu, when Ning Xi first got along with Xu Dui, he selected the gifts given to Ah Xi every holiday, and they were ready to be placed on Mr. Xu's table.

So much so that now, he remembers Ning Xi's preferences more clearly than Xu Dui, and sometimes he feels that Xu Dui is not good to Miss Ning, although he doesn't know how other sons treat their own women, in his opinion, Xu Dui is good at perfunctory.

He is not qualified to tell the boss these words as a secretary, and he sometimes feels that Miss Ning has such a good family background, why does she have to hang herself on the tree of Mr. Xu.

Of course, these words cannot be said.

The secretary reminded softly: Mr. Xu, Miss Ning really wanted to sell the house this time. The price she listed was 500,000 lower than the entire house.

The voice landed, and only the whirring wind was left on the phone.

Xu Du tightened his fingers, his bones pressed a dead white, and his eyes trembled with the words.

He said, "I don't know."

The secretary paused, Mr. Xu, where are you?

Xu Du didn't say that he was downstairs in Ning Xi, and he didn't even have the courage to go upstairs and try to change the code lock of Ning Xi's house.

Ning Xi finished taking a bath.

Wrapped in a bathrobe and going downstairs, Ning's father was taking pictures of Ning's mother.

Mother Ning heard the footsteps, raised her head and beckoned to Ning Si, and said with a smile: "Ah, come on, take a look at my mother's silk scarf, is it good?"

Mom is a shopaholic, and Dad buys it at her, and when she buys it, she doesn't have a degree. She glanced at the shopping bags piled up on the edge of the couch and knew that her mother had gone to the mall to scan again, and she was not surprised by this.

It's beautiful. She boasts nonchalantly, especially to your complexion.

Ning's mother likes to be praised the most, fiddles with the silk scarf a few times, smiles from ear to ear, pulls Ning Xi to sit down, and takes off the silk scarf to wrap around her.

Ning Xi blocked it with one hand, made a frightened expression and said, "Goodbye, Mom." How old-fashioned this color is.

Mother Ning's face changed, you just praised your good looks.

Ning Xi took the silk scarf, casually pulled it around Ning's mother's neck, raised the corners of her mouth and said: Only you have the temperament to wear this silk scarf is the best.

Mother Ning was coaxed so much that she didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a while.

Ning's father patted Ning's mother and said with a smile: My daughter is right, you look better in this silk scarf, better than the models on TV.

Father Ning is notoriously fond of his wife, and Ning Si has a sore tooth when he hears it.

She picked up the remote control and pressed it randomly.

Ning's mother suddenly said: Why did you come back to live recently?

Ning Si paused, smiled casually, and broke up, the house was going to be sold.

Mother Ning and Father Ning glanced at each other, their expressions froze for a long time, their eyes were looking at each other, and they didn't make a sound for a long time.

Ning Xi saw that his parents suddenly stopped talking, but they were not used to it, so they pulled the corners of their mouths, why didn't they speak.

Mother Ning's smile became cautious, and she held Ning Xi's shoulder and asked, "Really...... Divided?

Hmmm.

Ning's mother's expression was even more strange, and she suddenly stuffed all the silk scarves back into the box, and turned her head to Ning's father and said: The photo was deleted quickly.

Ning Xi couldn't understand their operation for a while, shouldn't she be more concerned about breaking up now?

He remembered that when she liked Xu Dui, her parents said that they couldn't look down on Xu Dui, even if the family was comparable, Xu's father made it clear that Xu Du was unreliable.

Born into a family, with the problem of a gentleman, profligate, and not a good person, Xu Duan is not the best candidate for Ning Xi's father and son-in-law.

At that time, it was very stiff, Ning Xi had to be good with Xu Dui, forcing Ning's father and Ning's mother to accept Xu Dui, and then the relationship stabilized, after Xu Du took over the family, he gradually achieved something, and Ning's father felt that the matter was a foregone conclusion, and how much Xu Dui had changed.

Mother Ning casually threw away the box, wiped her hands with paper, these things were sent by Xu Dui.

Ning Xi rolled her eyes.

Father Ning was silent for a long time, and asked: What is Xu Duan's attitude?

Ning Xi stared at the screen with his eyes and said expressionlessly: No matter what his reaction is, if I want to break up, won't he break up if he is unhappy?

Mother Ning expressed regret, but said: The Xu family is not a good place, the relationship between their family is too chaotic, I am afraid that you will suffer. Now, we can go back to our mother again.

Ning Xi smiled, tilted his head and leaned on Ning's mother's shoulder and said, "Mom, if I don't get married, do you agree?"

Ning's mother was slightly stunned, and then smiled and grabbed Ning Xi's hand, gently stroking the back of her hand, with a slight sadness in her eyes. If you really can't have a person like your dad who can protect you for a lifetime, I will raise you with your dad for a lifetime.

Ning Xi's heart was sour when she heard this, and she blinked her eyes, blinking away the wetness in her eyes.

Father Ning said seriously: Your apartment can't be sold for a few dollars, tomorrow I will ask the secretary to pick a set of you like, what kind of villa or flat?

Ning Xi felt that his father's speech was interesting, and the words revealed the temperament of a local boss, she put her feet on Ning's mother's lap, leaned sideways on her mother's shoulder and said: Mom, have you not checked your father's private money recently.

Father Ning glared at her. Pouted in anger.

The phone vibrated twice.

Ning Sihu opened it suspiciously and glanced at WeChat.

From Ning Xi's sister group.

Jiu'er: Ass, guess who I saw downstairs?

Pie: Who????

Ning Xi's sisters live in a community, and they often meet by drinking together, and the relationship is quite good.

Ning Si sent a question mark.

Jiu'er threw a photo over.

Taken when the light is dark, the photo is blurry, and you can vaguely distinguish a car and a license plate.

Ning Xi didn't react when he saw it, and replied with an oh word, looking extremely cold.

Jiu'er: Xu Dui!! Ah, did he regret it?

Ningsi: I don't know. Who cares about him?

Jiu'er: Sister awesome! Do you come to drink at night?

Ning Si: I'm not going, I'm staying at home with my parents.

She took a photo of the TV series. Send it to the group.

Jiu'er: Hahahacao, Mr. Xu doesn't know if you're not at home? What the hell are you playing, is the sadomasochistic relationship deep?

Ning Si replied with a haha emoji.

A meme instantly went cold.

When Ning Xi turned on her phone again, it was a few hours later, and she saw the message Jiu'er had sent half an hour earlier.

Jiu'er: Hastily, what's the situation with the scumbag Xu, don't leave? I've been sitting downstairs in your house for three hours.

Ning Xi pursed her lips, there was no extra emotion in her heart, she found that it was good to be dead to someone, when she liked that person, that person had a layer of light on him, and he looked good no matter how he looked at it. I don't like that person anymore, I don't know when it started, that layer of light suddenly disappeared, revealing the ugly and embarrassing side.

She really didn't care why Xu Du appeared downstairs in her house, and she didn't have time to care.

Exiting the WeChat group chat, she saw that Li Ti had sent several WeChat messages a few hours ago.

Li Ti said that there was a new movie to be released on Saturday afternoon, and asked her to go to see it together.

Ning Xi has actually been following this new movie for a long time, and has been waiting for the release to see the premiere, she went to see the comments on the forum and flipped through the comments of the movie before slowly replying to the message.

Ning: OKKK

I thought it was very late, and Li Ti should have fallen asleep.

She replied less than a minute before the other party's message came.

Li Ti: Haven't slept yet?

Ning Si: Just lay down, you didn't sleep yet.

Li Ti: I'm on duty tonight, and I just finished reading the materials.

Ning Xi: Are you tired?

Less than a second after the message was sent, Li Ti's voice call came.

Ning Xi was stunned for a few seconds and clicked answer.

It was quiet and empty on the other end of the phone, and the sound of moving chairs could be faintly heard.

Ahh Li Ti's voice was a little hoarse, revealing a sense of exhaustion, gently tugging at his heartstrings, are you sleepy?

Ning Xi put her phone next to her pillow. With his hands on his side and his face looking at the curtains, his voice was so soft that he almost murmured: a little sleepy. Why are you suddenly calling me?

Li Tixin said of course I miss you. , but I was afraid of scaring the children, so I made a random reason: I was too tired and wanted to find someone to talk to.

Ning Xi thought wildly, how can you relieve your tiredness before?

She remembered that this was the first time Li Ti called to tell her that she was tired, and she could feel the pressure of the other party across the phone.

Li Ti laughed, he couldn't relieve it, he just wanted to vent.

Because of you, I feel squeamish. When I was tired, I wanted to hear your voice, and Li Ti didn't dare to say a word to Ning Si about these words.

Ning Xi asked curiously: How to vent?

Li Ti paused for a few seconds, chuckled from the bottom of his throat, and his tone was a little bold and tentative, do you really want to know?

Ning Xi knew nothing good when he heard this tone, so he pursed his lips and said: I don't want to.

Li Ti also stopped teasing Ning Xi's thoughts, and said slowly: Do you want to watch a movie together on Saturday?

Ning Xi agreed, chatted a few more words and hung up the phone, she realized that Li Ti's voice was hoarse, and it was too much to stay up late.

*

Hsu Group Office.

The pressure of the president's office was extremely low, and the secretaries' faces were solemn, and they felt that something was wrong.

Secretary Song is Xu Dui's personal secretary, who came to work at Xu's after graduating from university, and finally entered the president's office after layers of selection to handle personal things for Xu Dui.

Xu Du waited downstairs for a night, and didn't wait for the room to turn on the lights, and then simply stayed in the car all night, his eyes were bloodshot.

The house matter is implemented as soon as possible, and I will see the contract within three days.

Secretary Song felt the pressure was huge, and was silent for a long time before speaking: Mr. Xu. Miss Ning's side is not for sale.

Xu Du raised his eyes in shock, and a few question marks were almost pasted on the door of his head.

What's going on? Xu Duan couldn't figure out why Ning Xi retorted for one night, was it reluctant?

With this guess, his heart was pounding.

If the heartbeat could be heard, Secretary Song would definitely be able to hear Xu Dui's heart pounding.

Xu Du said with a calm face: The price is not appropriate?

Secretary Song also just got the news from the intermediary, and Ning Xi revoked the listing for sale, but the specific reason was that the intermediary refused to say.

The intermediary refused to tell her, and Miss Ning did not say it explicitly.

Secretary Song looked at Xu Du and frowned, this matter was indeed not done beautifully. lost his level as a secretary, so he lowered his head and waited for Xu Dusk to fall.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Xu Dui speak, and I looked up cautiously to see Xu Dui staring at the documents on the table, and then lowered my head to sign, the handwriting was strong and powerful, and I couldn't tell that I was in a bad mood at all.

After signing, Xu Du threw the document on the table, and if it wasn't sold, it wouldn't be sold. If she wants to sell again, keep talking.

It's rare that the boss has a better temper.

Secretary Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves that had just relaxed were suddenly tightened by Xu Dui, and he heard Xu Du ask: Did you send the jewelry from the auction?

Secretary Song nodded: It has been sent.

Xu Du raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her straight mouth were outlined a little.

It seems that it is still useful to do what it likes.

Xu Du put down the half-signed documents, pulled up two photos from his mobile phone and sent them to Secretary Song's WeChat, you go and help me buy these two pieces of jewelry back.

Secretary Song saved the photo and was about to leave the office, when he heard Xu Du say: Forget it, don't go, I'll go by myself.

Secretary Song smiled. joked: Mr. Xu, women have to be so coaxed.

Xu Du glanced at him, scared his smile away, and regretted that he was cheap.

How should a woman coax? Xu Du simply put down the pen and humbly asked for advice, you tell me.

Secretary Song's scalp is numb, how can he be a single dog who knows how to chase girls, and he learned that bit of fur from short videos, speaking of coaxing girls, it was Mr. Xu who taught him. What to buy the latest gift jewelry or something.

The only way to understand this is to give a gift to a girl by yourself.

Xu Du thought that Secretary Song was shy, so he put on a serious expression and said: If it's not easy to say, you can write it and send it to me by email.

Secretary Song left the office with a sad face.

This made him go where to find a way to coax women.

Soon, a colleague in the company who had a target received a work notice from Secretary Song at the same time.

[Secretary Song: May I ask how to coax my girlfriend when she is angry? Write a 100-word solution, please send me an email before 12 noon. 】

Colleagues: ......

Xu Du finished signing the document, put away the pen, and was about to search the Internet for how to coax girls to change their minds.

There was a knock on the office door.

Secretary Song walked in with a box in his arms and a sad face.

Xu Du glanced at the box in Secretary Song's hand, what is it?

Secretary Song trembled and put the box on the table, took a few breaths and said, "Mr. Xu, Miss Ning returned the jewelry you sent."

Xu Du frowned.

Secretary Song took a step back, staring at the box with a dead eye, cold all over.

Xu Dui's ears were fine, he had already heard such a big sentence clearly, but he just didn't want to face it, especially in front of outsiders.

What did you say? He was breathless.

Secretary Song shook his head, Miss Ning sent it and left, without saying a word.

Xu Du had a cold face and shouted: You don't know how to call me when she comes?

His voice was very vicious, with irrepressible anger, and after yelling, he saw Secretary Song trembling all over, grinding his teeth to restrain his fierce breath a little, I really don't understand, is it her salary for you or me.

Secretary Song was tense and straight, and he was anxious to express his loyalty, it was Mr. Xu.

Xu Du was very annoyed in his heart, and he was even more annoyed when he saw Secretary Song here, so he waved his hand and said three times in succession.

Secretary Song was relieved and ran away from the office.

When the door was closed, Xu Dui had a hurt look on his face, and his cold gaze was fixed on the box.

Roughly unpacking the box in three or two times, a jewelry box and a card appeared in front of him.

He picked up the card, his face getting stinky and angry.

There's a sticky note attached to the bottom of the card--

Mr. Xu, the thing is returned to the original owner. There are three million in the card, a write-off.

The payment is neat and clean.

He stared at that line of words, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled a little hideously, writing it off?

His paranoid possessiveness was thoroughly aroused. The more you can't get it, the more you want to take possession and destroy it.

A write-off, impossible.

He crumpled the paper so hard that it was not enough, tore it into pieces and threw it in the trash, so that he could not see it.

The bank card was directly picked up and thrown into the jewelry box, tied up randomly, called Secretary Song, and ordered with a cold face: Send it back and tell her. I lost what I didn't want, and she couldn't refuse what I sent.

Secretary Song's back was cold, and he felt that he was afraid of such a Mr. Xu, let alone Ning Si.

He respectfully took the jewel and left the office worried.

After Secretary Song left, Xu Du calmed down for a while, and then he realized that his right little thumb was shaking violently.

He covered it with his hands, to no avail, and shook even harder.

His face gradually turned pale. The blood on his lips faded, and his right hand trembled from the fingers.

The body trembled faintly.

Xu Du let go of his fingers and stared at it for a while, and then he dialed a phone call. A layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, as if holding his hands had consumed all the strength of his body, and he said in a weak voice: I seem to be sick again.

He has a family genetic disease, which was just diagnosed a year ago, and he had a disease before, but he didn't know it was a genetic disease at that time, thinking that it was just a stress reaction.

Because his family had the same symptoms, he was found to have a negative genetic disease, the last time the disease was caused by this, the doctor said that the onset cycle is indefinite, but it will be induced with emotional changes, if in the early stage of the disease, it will not recur in a short time, but in half a year, he actually relapsed for the second time.

The other party asked about the symptoms, and Xu Du gritted his teeth and replied one by one.

The other party said in a solemn tone: Don't move, I'll send a car to pick you up.

His tense body suddenly relaxed, and he lay on the table, his spine collapsing, and his face was pale with sweat.

The fingers of the right hand, which was carefully placed on the table, trembled faster than before, and the green tendons on the back of the hand were densely covered with tubular bulges.