Chapter 90: There's still a little room left
After a quarter of an hour quietly, Shen Xingru got up and stepped forward and opened the door.
The wind blew in from outside the door, and her long hair covered half of her face.
Dong Haining didn't say a word, passed by her, walked in, threw his shoes at the door, and then went straight into the living room with his socks on, and sat on the sofa.
Shen Xingru closed the door, turned on the light, walked behind the sofa, and looked at him.
Dong Haining glanced around, and the last time he came, he didn't even bother to go into the living room to take a look.
The living room of Shen Xingru's house adopts classic axes, bright space tones, elegant metal geometric lines and fashionable furnishings, which is a bit of French style and light luxury space style.
"Have you figured it out?" Shen Xingru said, clasping his arms in his hands.
"Figure out what?" Dong Haining didn't look at him, just stared at the lamp hanging from the roof of the two-story building.
The light irregular geometric chandelier is full of artistic sense, and the three-dimensional form interspersed with dots and lines and the folded edge of the background wall art installation break the flat perspective of the gray tone, diffusing a sense of agility.
Shen Xingru sat on the sofa on the other side and said, "Help me." β
Dong Haining shook his head and said, "I will not turn my back on the professional ethics of doctors." β
Shen Xingru: "Then what are you doing here?"
Dong Haining's gaze finally fell from the chandelier and fell on Shen Xingru's face.
Her expression was indifferent, her skin was like snow, so white that she could even faintly see the blue veins on her neck.
The small chin seems to crush with a single force.
Dong Haining restrained himself and said, "I didn't wait for the police to arrest me, come and ask what's going on." β
Shen Xingru: "Three watches in the middle of the night, drunk, came to ring my doorbell, really afraid that the police would not come fast enough." β
Dong Haining: "Wrong, the night is divided into five watches, the third is twelve o'clock at midnight, and now it is at most the second watch." β
Shen Xingru: "In my opinion, there is no difference. β
Dong Haining: "Then what do you think is the difference?"
Shen Xingru stood up, moved two steps in the direction of the stairs, and said, "You have nothing to do and hurry up, I'm going to rest." β
Dong Haining didn't speak, and watched her go upstairs.
Shen Xingru locked the door, bathed and washed as usual, changed into pajamas, rubbed skin care products, put on music, and prepared to sleep.
But by this time the strength of the wine had passed, and she couldn't sleep at all.
After struggling for about an hour, she decided to give up and went downstairs to see if Dong Haining was gone.
Shen Xingru put on a nightgown, turned on the light on the stairs, and slowly descended.
The lights in the living room were still on, silent.
Dong Haining had fallen asleep on his side on the sofa.
Mobile phones, wallets, and keys are neatly placed on the coffee table.
Shen Xingru took a pair of slippers and put them next to the sofa, then went into the basement and took a blanket and covered him.
When he turned to leave, his hand was suddenly grabbed.
As soon as Dong Haining exerted his strength, Shen Xingru was dragged by him to sit on the sofa, beside him.
Shen Xingru: "It's boring to pretend to sleep." β
Dong Haining: "I was asleep, but I woke up as soon as you came." β
He leaned closer, but was pushed away.
Dong Haining: "I don't like it so much?"
Shen Xingru: "I don't like drunkards. β
Dong Haining: "Didn't you drink yourself?"
Shen Xingru: "I can get drunk, but I like others to be sober." β
Dong Haining suddenly smiled and said, "Sober, then what to do?"
Shen Xingru broke free of his hand, stood up, and said as he walked, "You should rest, won't you go to work tomorrow to save the wounded?" and then turned off the living room light by the way.
Immediately afterwards, the lights in the corridor and the staircase were turned off one after another.
The last thing to turn off was the light in her room.
Shen Xingru still couldn't sleep while lying on the bed, and he was half-asleep and half-awake all night.
I managed to make it to the next morning.
The morning light is faint.
Shen Xingru opened the curtains, and there were only one building outside the window, and there was no one there.
She washed up, changed into loungewearβDior's skirt was silk on the back, a cashmere vest in the front, and a blouse of the same color, and hurried downstairs.
It's still so quiet.
With the daylight streaming in through the window, you can clearly see that there is no one on the sofa.
There was nothing left on the coffee table.
Everything was like he hadn't been here.
When did you leave? Why didn't you hear the door closing?
Shen Xingru kept asking himself, so much so that he thought he was hallucinating in a trance.
Did I drink too much last night and dream that he also drank too much and kept ringing the doorbell?
She sat where he had been lying last night, her hand touching the fine texture of the couch, which seemed to have a temperature that had not yet been drained.
The mobile phone in the pocket rings a WeChat prompt tone.
Shen Xingru picked it up and looked at it, it was Xiang Wanwan.
"I'm going crazy, I want to ask you something. β
Shen Xingru replied to her: "What's the matter?" β
Xiang Wanwan was amazed, Shen Xingru got up so early? It didn't conform to the norm! Didn't he sleep all night?
But she couldn't care about it for the time being, and hurriedly typed: "I seem to have said the wrong thing." β
Shen Xingru: "Talk about the point!"
Xiang Wanwan: "When I called Su Jingao yesterday, he mentioned the matter of urging marriage at his friend's house, and then I suddenly short-circuited my brain and asked him if he was urging at home." β
Shen Xingru: "And then?"
Xiang Wanwan: "Then he didn't speak, I didn't speak, everyone was stunned......"
Shen Xingru: "And then?"
Xiang Wanwan: "Then, I'll hang up the phone." β
Shen Xingru hated iron and said, "Xiang Wanwan, I don't want to admit that I know you." β
Xiang Wanwan: "Am I too cowardly?"
Shen Xingru: "Su Jingao is also strange, is it a big deal?"
Xiang Wanwan: "You say, will we get married? I mean you, me, and we are separated, not that I ...... with him."
Shen Xingru: "I don't think I will, you should." Don't be cranky, he may not react for a while, you can see what he says when he contacts you again. β
Xiang Wanwan: "Will he think I'm the same as Qian Weishan?"
Shen Xingru: "You think he's a fool? Do you think he doesn't have any computing power in his brain? Are you comparable to Qian Weishan? Don't you make a fuss?"
Xiang Wanwan: "Hmm...... Got it. But how do I feel like you're a little upset? It's so angry to wake up early in the morning. β
Shen Xingru: "Isn't it, I didn't sleep well, don't talk about it, I'll make up for sleep." β
Xiang Wanwan hurriedly replied: "Mmmm, sleep more." β
Shen Xingru withdrew from the dialog box that followed Xiang Wanwan, and saw Dong Haining's WeChat from a bunch of routine business advertisements and official account pushes in the morning.
"The blanket was good, I took it. The aroma is bright and the finish is long, like honey cake, cherry blossoms, and red berries mixed with oak notes, which reminds people of the two islands of Bainbridge Hokkaido Mizunara barrels, and you think of you. β