"But I have a problem to solve!" I lay on Qi Shaoyao's shoulder and watched him awkwardly cover his face with the quilt: "I'm asleep!"

I just didn't want him to be quiet, so I pulled the quilt off his face: "Why did you just say that Yue Yuanyuan is a stinky Sanba?"

His reply was unwavering: "Isn't that what you want to hear? Don't you think she's a stinking stinker?"

"Don't say that about her next time......"

"Why?" finally it was his turn to ask, and he rolled over and looked at me with clear eyes.

I sighed, "I don't know either either...... I always feel that she is still my friend...... "Although I scolded her at every turn, I still felt very uncomfortable when I heard Qi Shaoyao say that she was "stinky...... After all, the friendship of more than 20 years was not in vain. It's as if I could scold myself, but if someone scolds me, I'll definitely jump up and fight him.

"Also, I've thought about it...... Don't dismiss Yue Yuanyuan, she is actually very talented in fashion design, and her mother has great expectations for her...... "I still remember when her mother showed off to my mother that her daughter was a piece of material to be a fashion designer, that smugness, if she knew that Yue Yuanyuan was fired by the company for plagiarism, she would definitely be disappointed and disappointed."

Qi Shaoyao gently hugged me into his arms: "I understand...... How fortunate Yue Yuanyuan is to be able to make you a friend...... I think if she knew, she should reflect on herself......"

I don't expect Yue Yuanyuan to reflect on it, living in a selfish world forever is not a good thing for her, at least she will not regret the mistakes she has made and the people she owes. I know Yue Yuanyuan, and I used to be like her, thinking only of myself in everything. Now that I reflect on it, I realize how annoying such a self is.

I was selfishly wandering between Qi Shaoyao and Xu Xiaoshan, thinking that I could be cut in half, remembering Xu Xiaoshan in my heart, and handing over my body to Qi Shaoyao. Perhaps, the sentence that I have always disdained to believe is true - "The most direct path to a woman's heart is her yi."

dao", this man who held me tightly in his arms, I can't do without him anymore, and I never want to leave him. Now that I think about it, a long, long time ago, when we first opened up with each other, when I lay down under him and took him into my body, I belonged to him completely. And Xu Xiaoshan, I am destined to owe him, I thought about making up for the debt to him, because that would make me feel better, but in the end, I will do the most damage to him......

Is it because I ignored him at the airport? I don't know what else I can do for him, should I beg Qi Shaoyao to give him another chance? If Qi Shaoyao agrees, will Xu Xiaoshan accept it? Will he think that this is me, or Qi Shaoyao's charity to him, or even more insulting?

There are two paths in life, one leads to ideals and the other leads to death. This sentence is very appropriate for Qi Shaoyao, because I will go to ideal or death with him. And Xu Xiaoshan, I don't know, I don't know whether his ideal is a "world supermodel" or a "world supermodel who avenges his sister", and I don't know if he can find a third way between his ideal and death, because I can no longer help him take one more step!

Qi Shaoyao patted my back, the heat of his palm penetrated from the vest, with the power to make people stable, I dreamed that I was a small boat drifting in the ocean, and finally found a harbor to anchor, the sea gently rocked, and the boat swayed, just like a mother's cradle, carefully caring for my beloved baby.

I nestled quietly in his arms, breathing steadily. His fingers were soft, pulling the hair on my face to the back of his head, his eyebrows were thin crescents, and he gently closed his eyes to cover the sharp eyes that could penetrate people's hearts when he was awake, and his lips were slightly open, and when he didn't scold, he was surprisingly quiet.

He is attached to me, when I was in the company lobby, poured the vegetable soup on him, has left on him my own memorial, this memorial is not from his front to shake the perfume smell of the bewitching beauties, but a smell that belongs to home, the smell that he lives in the home that can not be smelled, that is a sincere and warm smell of a person who is passionate about life.

It's a little incredible to think about. He always knew that this woman had intentions for him, and her intentions were not only his people, but also the proud family background behind him. There were many such women around him, each of them with a keen nose, sniffing the decay of money and crawling at his feet, and then crawling away from him because he smelled another body that was even more rotten at his feet. But she was different, she looked at him with her eyes, not her nose. She still can't even remember that when he wrote her name on the counter that day, there was another person staring at him at the same time - that person was his half-brother, Qi Shaoyi!

Qi Shaoyi also asked her, "What are the three characters of your name?"

She looked back, he thought that she would be snatched away by Qi Shaoyi immediately, but she just smiled faintly, and she said, "I'm sorry, although your position is relatively high, he asked me first, so I have to tell him first, and then tell you." ”

It's really simple to fall in love with her, it only takes a word to take a moment.

Except for her sister, she was the first woman to put him in front of Qi Shaoyi.

At that time, he decided that this woman would be his partner for the rest of his life. He announces to everyone that "she's my woman!" scares away his brother and keeps her.

She has a lot of messy thoughts, and she thinks she has deceived everyone, but in fact, she is the only one who has been deceived. Sometimes he deliberately asks her, "Where did you just go?" and she would squint and reply, "I'm in the library!" She didn't know that she would unconsciously squint her eyes every time she lied, and her eyes were always more honest than her mouth. If he asked a few more words, she would refuse to admit it, rack her brains to make up a bunch of big truths, and the words that popped out of that chattering little mouth were enough to say that the black was white and the crooked was straight. Gradually, he fell in love with her even if she didn't admit it, and the more she denied it, the more he loved her.

He didn't care if she used her mouth to coax him, anyway, her eyes would always tell him the truth.

So just now, when he asked her, "Have you lied to me?", he didn't listen with his ears at all, he was looking at her with his eyes, looking into her eyes. Her eyes told him that she had lied to him! Not about Xu Xiaoshan, but about her injuries!

How could he believe it?

His hands ran across her sleeping face and landed on her shoulders and arms wrapped in gauze, tightly wrapped strips of white cloth choking his breath, each blow hurting like it exploded inside his body.

- Silly woman, every time you don't say it, I can't guess it? Why do you use your scarred body to bear my unwarranted anger in order not to blame me? If I am a little rougher, if I am a little more careless, what I am going to do next, will you also bear it silently? If the person who hurt you is me, where will I have the face to face you again?

Remember what was the first promise I made to you? You're my woman. How could I possibly let my woman get in front of me when a crisis comes? Trust me, and soon I will give you the peace you want. Tonight, the storm will stop, and tomorrow the sun will shine brightly again......

He slowly got up from the bed and pulled something black out of the drawer on the bedside table.

Tonight the night was dark, there was no moon, the wind had stopped, and the breathless night was like a weighing stone carrying the weight of life, falling into the deep water that was equally dark and without ripples......

He slipped it into his breast pocket and took one last look at the woman sleeping soundly under the covers.

......

If I knew that I had such a dangerous thing next to the pillow I was sleeping on, I would wake up even in a sweet dream?