Chapter 19 Speechless and ashamed of Ziqing
I've been struggling for two days, and I haven't figured it out yet. It was a little hot that morning, and I suddenly wanted to take a shower, and when I came out, I found that there was a missed phone call from Ziqing. Ziqing's calls have become less and less in the past six months, and he usually won't call at this time.
Isn't there something wrong. I dialed back and was on a call. Wait for him to call back. Half an hour later, the phone rang again, and it was Ziqing. I happily picked it up: "Hello?"
Ziqing's voice was very gloomy, and he asked me, "Where are you?"
I suddenly felt a chill all over my body, and forced my composure: "I'm in the office." ”
Ziqing sneered twice: "Really, then why can't I see you." ”
I froze and quibbled: "I'm not feeling well today, I'm going to take leave at home, I'm afraid you'll be worried about ......"
Ziqing coldly interrupted me: "I went from your residence to the company. They all said they hadn't seen you in a long time. ”
I was chilled in an ice cellar and shivered. But he was speechless.
Ziqing's voice was hoarse and tired: "I'm going home, come back." With that, he hung up the phone.
I mechanically put down the phone, my mind going blank. Aunt Nanny saw that something was wrong with me and asked, "Xiaowei, are you uncomfortable?"
I stammered, "I, I'm home." ”
grabbed the bag, changed clothes casually and ran. I couldn't get a taxi out of the community, so I ran forward, thinking that it would be good to get out of this dead end, but I ran too quickly, fell down, and rubbed a big piece of skin on my knee, I didn't feel any pain at all, I just wanted to hurry home, I want to see Ziqing, be fast, otherwise he will leave, don't want me. The thought that he didn't want me made me burst into tears.
It was easy to stop the car and rush home, the door was wide open, Ziqing leaned against the window and smoked, looking very haggard. I stood at the door, not knowing how to put my hands and feet, and called timidly: "Ziqing." ”
Ziqing looked at me, his eyes were very unfamiliar, as if he didn't know me, and after a while, he spoke: "Xiaowei, where have you been?"
I looked at him and couldn't say a word. He waited a few minutes and asked, "You haven't been to work in a month, have you?" and I nodded.
He took a hard puff of his cigarette, his hands trembled slightly, as if he was struggling with something, for a long time, and said, "You became Feng Ziyue's lover, didn't you?"
As soon as my body shook, my scalp was numb, and I subconsciously shouted, "I didn't." "I didn't, I kept rejecting him.
"Then where do you live this month?" Ziqing looked at me, his eyes were cold like never before.
I'm speechless. Lives in Ziyuena and raises a body that has had an abortion. But I can't say. I could only keep repeating: "Ziqing, it's not what you think, it's really not." ”
Ziqing sneered: "What is that?" I couldn't answer, and looked at Ziqing painfully.
He stared at me for a long time and asked, "Why?" Seeing that I was still stammering, he pressed step by step, "Lonely, empty, or greedy for his money?"
I shook my head desperately, crying and shouting, "No, no, I didn't." Ziqing shook me vigorously, his eyes blood-red: "Zhao Xiaowei, why is that?"
I cried and pulled his arm: "Ziqing, forgive me, I have something wrong, but I really didn't be his lover, I really didn't." ”
"Ahh I sat down on the ground and looked at him, tears streaming down my face, unable to utter a word.
After a long time, Ziqing trembled and said: "I booked a house in T City, and finally had enough down payment, and I was going to add your name, I was in a hurry to come back and talk to you about it, but I ...... Haha...... "He cried and laughed, and my heart hurt like a knife." Cover your face and cry loudly.
"Get out, you get out!" Ziqing pulled me out of the ground and slammed the door shut. This door, I have been pushed out twice, once for his mother, once for Ziqing, Ziqing, the door of your house, it is easy to say that it is easy to enter, it is difficult to say, why is it so difficult?