The sound of the door closing was not light or heavy, and the people in the living room looked at it at the same time, Stefan let go of his hand, his hair hung down on the woman's shoulder, and Qiu Jing stood up, "You're back." ”

Mu Ziqian looked at her straight, he was obviously standing in the light, but it made people feel like he was in a claustrophobic, he squinted slightly, walked towards her, and asked instead of answering, "Answer the question." ”

She looked probe, "What?"

"No one understands you, are you lonely?" he walked further, but she felt as if he had gone away.

She shook her head.

"Do you love me or academics?"

“”

"Aside from Ming Jin, are you happy with me?"

“”

"Why don't you answer?" he approached again, but he had already turned against her, "Is the question difficult to answer?"

“”

"Or do you not care about these things and people at all?"

“”

"Why didn't you say it. ”

Qiu Jinghao took off her glasses, "We already live together, why do we still think about these problems?"

Facts are more convincing than illusory oaths, aren't they?

Stefan looked at Qiu Jinghao with a straight face, her thoughts, there is really no one else who will understand, in her thoughts, we live together, even if it is a marriage relationship, they are two independent objects, we must have our own goals and lives, give both parties plenty of personal space, she is too independent, too calm, and really no one understands her. In her cognition, the marriage relationship is fixed in the scope of a legal clause, she is self-disciplined, self-reliant, and has absolute trust in the other partner, even if Mu Ziqian is with another woman in front of her, she also believes in him.

He went to the villa of his first girlfriend, even if he returned late, she still trusted him, it was not that he did not love, and her emotional performance was really different from other women.

She uses trust to interpret marriage, and companionship to confess emotions, Mu Ziqian, do you understand?

Her voice was soft and soft, "Together, isn't it more important than saying I love you?"

Mu Ziqian avoided her gaze, obviously, in his place, no.

"It turns out that all you love is a feeling. Qiu Jing closed the notebook and went upstairs with the intention of going upstairs.

Passing by, he grabbed her wrist, the force was a little strong, and her pinched wrist hurt.

His voice was cold, and he roared angrily, "Stop, who let you go." ”

Qiu Jing endured the discomfort in her wrist, "When you calm down, we'll talk about it." ”

She wanted to break free, but Mu Ziqian grabbed it tighter. She could tell that he was a little agitated, and it was not appropriate to discuss anything at this time.

"It's a very simple sentence, why is it so difficult for you to say!" Mu Ziqian's determined tone made him feel distressed when he heard it.

She has no attitude, and when she comes back, she was forced to stay, he doesn't want to use shackles to imprison her to stay by his side, but because of emotion and love, she has a cold temperament, he can wait, but if there is no him in his heart, can he wait?

In the past, he has always pretended to be a little girl in his heart, when he was in crisis, to save him in danger, this young and clean emotion, he has never forgotten or indifferent, he learned that he was going to marry her, he was so happy that he couldn't help himself, and she stood in front of the pastor coldly and read the marriage vows, so that his hot heart was thrown into the ice water.

For seven years, they had misunderstandings and unspeakable secrets, and they separated in order to be better together, but in the past seven years, she has not changed her attitude towards him.

She's cold, it's okay, he's hot.

But this heat, if the woman who is holding it is not interested, is his persistence still meaningful?

He once thought that she still had feelings for him, even if it was a policy marriage, she still had him in her heart, this was the shackles that the law attached to the two of them, but it was also a sweet contract.

"Jinghao, you loved me before, right?" Even he wondered if those feelings in the past were delusional.

She looked at him calmly, "I don't know. ”

Mu Ziqian lowered her eyes, the strength of her wrist gradually loosened, her slender wrist broke free from his palm, and the footsteps gradually faded away

Stefan's deep eyes looked at the man under the crystal lamp, and he walked over, side by side, "I said, you won't understand her." ”

Mu Ziqian clenched his fists and resisted the urge to punch Stefan, until the figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, he leaned on the edge of the table and sat down.

Qiu Jing took a shower and booked a ticket to San Francisco online, which will take off at 12 noon tomorrow.

Downstairs, Mu Ziqian smoked cigarettes one after another, until a box of cigarettes was gone, he looked down at the empty cigarette box, pinched it hard, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, Qiu Jing lay on the bed, and the door opened half-asleep.

Mu Ziqian walked in from outside the door, and there was a wall lamp in the corridor, the light source seemed to have been cut by scissors, and it was straight and oblique on the quilt.

Qiu Jinghao sat up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp in the room, "Rest early." ”

Mu Ziqian glanced at her, entered the bathroom, the sound of water came, and Qiu Jinghao lay down again.

The relationship between the two has entered a frozen period again, and she is a little powerless.

The edge of the bed sank in, and the fluctuations caused by people lying on the bed made Qiu Jinghao move with him.

With a click, he casually turned off the light.

In the bedroom, there was once again an endless night and silence.

The two of them lie on one side, they can sleep one person in the middle, the air conditioner is driven in the room, after Mu Ziqian went to take a bath, Qiu Jing turned up the temperature a little, he has an old injury on his back, it is cold these days, and when there is no one, he often rubs the injury on his shoulder.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, her hand was held by a warm hand.

"It's quiet. The man's voice was low and timeless, without the domineering attitude of just now.

Qiu Jing covered her mouth with the quilt and let out a muffled sound, "Huh?"

"Miao Kexin's family came on vacation, and when he saw me soaking in the hot springs during the day, he came over to say hello. ”

"Oh. ”

"I went to her villa to talk to Uncle Mi about a project. ”

"Oh. ”

"What time are you on your plane tomorrow?"

"Twelve. ”

He was silent for a few seconds, "I'll send you." ”

She turned her head to look at the man in the dark, his face hidden in the shadows, unable to make out his expression. So, Qiu Jinghao wasn't sure if he was telling the truth.

Listening to Mu Ziqian's current tone, the person had calmed down, and she opened her mouth to explain, "It's Wei Yiyang's wife, who begged me to go and let me investigate the fact of his death." ”

"Good. Mu Ziqian closed his eyes.

That night, they didn't do it, he took her hand and slept surprisingly peacefully.

Wake up early in the morning, pack your things for the return trip, get in the car and leave.

Before leaving, Qiu Jing communicated with Mu Ziqian and asked Ming Jin to stay with Stefan for a few days, Mu Ziqian agreed, after all, he had a 6-year relationship, and he couldn't selfishly prevent the child from going to see Stefan.

Qiu Jinghao went to the police station first when she returned to Hua City, and after asking for leave, she returned to Nanfeng Garden, packed a few changes of clothes, packed her luggage and prepared to take the car to the airport.

Mu Ziqian said that he wanted to send her, and there would be a temporary meeting in the morning, asking her to wait at home for a while, and telling her that she would not be disgusted with airplanes.

Qiu Jinghao waited at home, Stefan called her halfway to ask when she was leaving, and learned that Mu Ziqian had not returned, and offered to take her to the airport.

"No need, Ziqian said to send me. ”

"He's so busy, if you don't have time, I'll take you to the airport. ”

"Thank you, he said he would send me. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of the car's brakes at the door of the villa, and Qiu Jing knew that Mu Ziqian was back.

"Stefan, I've already contacted the kindergarten, and you pick up Mingjin in the evening. ”

"Good. ”

Mu Ziqian walked into the room and saw the suitcase at the foot of the bed, "Have you brought all the things?"

"Well, it's all there. ”

Mu Ziqian picked up his luggage and walked towards the door, Qiu Jinghao left with him, and the car drove away from Nanfeng Garden.

On the street, there are people in a hurry, and the cold weather makes their steps more and more urgent.

When she arrived at the airport, Qiu Jinghao went to get her ticket, and then sat in the waiting hall and waited for boarding.

Mu Ziqian looks very busy, since he got in the car, he has been picking up Diàn Huà, Qiu Jing sat quietly, looking at the man by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his posture was long and straight, his back was majestic and firm, with one hand in his pocket, his legs were straight, compared with the blue sky outside the window, he made people feel more tall.

On the runway, flying up and down, sending off one person and ushering in some people.

Mu Ziqian finally finished the fight, and when he turned around, a touch of busyness flashed imperceptibly on his face.

He walked towards her steadily, sitting on her side, Fu Feiyang lowered his head and looked at his watch frequently, there was an important meeting in the afternoon that Mu Ziqian needed to attend.

The two sat side by side, but they were silent.

Qiu Jinghao held the ticket and passport in her hands, and Mu Ziqian tilted her head and looked at her sideways.

She has always been this clear and cold look, with black hair and black eyes, red lips and white teeth, light makeup, decent and elegant, skin as white as fine porcelain, and the sun shines on it, with a warm halo.

As if sensing the other party's gaze, Qiu Jinghao's gaze moved to Mu Ziqian's face, "What are you looking at?"

Mu Ziqian froze for a moment, and was a little confused by her question, and honestly said what he thought in his heart: "I'm looking at you." ”

"Is it pretty?"

"Good looking. He paused, "And I can't see enough." ”

Qiu Jinghao seemed to think seriously about his words, and replied, "Then look." ”

Mu Ziqian: ""

He smiled, helplessly.

There was a boarding announcement in the waiting hall, and the 589 plane to San Francisco was already waiting on the runway, and when Qiu Jing got up, the man's eyes chased after him.

Qiu Jing was just about to bend down to carry her luggage, when the man's bony hands picked it up and said in her ear, "I'm coming." ”

The wrist was held by the man, he led her towards the boarding gate, Qiu Jinghao was led to passively walk forward, his steps were a little hurried, and Qiu Jinghao also trotted slightly.

The passengers lined up, Qiu Jinghao stood at the end of the row, she stood for a while, a little panting.

"What are you doing walking so fast?"

Mu Ziqian looked ahead, "Stay a little longer, I'm afraid I'm reluctant to let you go." ”

Qiu Jing looked at him with his head high, the man's side face was angular, and the deep and three-dimensional facial features like a knife chisel were matched together, flawlessly.

His narrow eyes were as deep as obsidian, bending a charming arc, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, tight with strength, which made people suddenly respect him.

The crowd was slowly moving forward, Mu Ziqian accompanied her step by step, and he suddenly spoke:

"Quiet, I won't be looking for you again this time, you miss me" He blinked, as if to hide some emotion, "Just call me diàn huà." ”

She nodded, "Okay." ”

When it was her turn, Qiu Jinghao took the suitcase in the man's hand, let go of the hand holding her wrist, and after Qiu Jinghao passed the security check, the two walked parallel along the glass wall.

As her figure was about to walk through the entrance, she suddenly spoke, "This time, I won't be looking for you just once. ”

He smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Understanding is the best expression.

On this day, the sky was clear, and his face was as bright as the sun.