Tang Yuan sat on the terrace, flipping through a book, and liked the quiet feeling that this place always brought him.

It's like struggling underwater all the time, suddenly breathing a breath of air on the surface.

In the midst of life's troubles, this is the only place where you can calm down.

He looked down and saw the girl standing under the tree.

She closed her eyes and smiled, with a heart-shaped leaf on her forehead.

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped her whole body in a warm red, and strands of her long hair fluttered in the evening breeze.

I've never seen her with such an expression, such a smile, this is a smile from the bottom of my heart. It's true, it's pure, it's beautiful.

Tang Yuan hurriedly recorded this scene with a casual DV.

In fact, I have been secretly recording her, hoping that one day I can let her see these scenes that record her best memories.

****

On the weekend, Xiang Xiaoyuan went to Cheng's house again.

As the day of departure approached step by step, Xiao Yuan felt a little guilty in his heart.

But where this inexplicable guilt came from, even she couldn't tell herself, so she could only be more cautious and work harder.

Like a robot, she mopped the floor, washed the curtains, and cleaned up Cheng Hao's messy cloakroom. So much so that when I scrubbed that huge tub later, my arms were shaking.

Watching her frantic labor, Cheng Hao's face became heavier and heavier, and he could even feel what she was thinking.

Under this kind of compensatory psychology, it is almost a masochistic behavior.

"Mr. Cheng, it's all cleaned. Xiao Yuan took off his apron and took a breath.

Cheng Hao didn't raise his eyelids.

"Good. ”

A cold sentence, without any emotional color.

Xiao Yuan felt that his whole body had hit an iceberg, and the hot sweat on his head turned into cold sweat.

There is zuihou for a month, Xiang Xiaoyuan doesn't want to have a cold war with Cheng Hao anymore, but he ignores himself behind closed doors, and he doesn't even come out to eat.

Xiao Yuan bit the chopsticks and smiled, in fact, this is a normal state, isn't it?

But will Weishenme feel uncomfortable in my heart?

****

didn't even ask for leave, Xiaoyuan came to Guan Shanchun's house again in the afternoon.

Compared to last week, she didn't feel much better. The house was still the same mess, and she was still just as decadent.

After Xiao Yuan packed everything up, he said goodbye to her.

Guan Shanchun suddenly laughed, she was crazy daxiao, and Xiao Yuan was a little creepy with laughter.

Her voice screamed, irritating the eardrums, and her long wavy hair trembled, scattered and withered.

Suddenly, she stopped laughing and stared coldly at Xiao Yuan.

"You hate me!" she cried, grabbing Xiaoyuan's neck like a madman.

"I know you hate me, you look down on me!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan struggled and broke her hand away.

"Ahem, I don't understand what you're saying!"

"You look down on me, I want to know that you look down on me!"

She cried and laughed like a madman.

For a moment, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt that a hole had opened in his heart, where his true feelings and consciousness were buried.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" she shook off Shanchun's hand, trying her best to hide it.

Guan Shanchun sneered, and tears slowly flowed down.

She is a stunning beauty, and when she cries, she is like a withered flower, which makes people feel pity.

"I know you look down on me, and the first time I saw you, I knew you looked down on me. ”

With tears in his eyes, Guan Shanchun picked up a cigarette, lit it slowly, and put it to his mouth.

"You know what? You scared me. You're the kind of person who can collapse all my pride, and people like you really shouldn't exist on this shijie. ”

Guan Shanchun spoke incoherently, as if talking to himself.

"I live a life of worry-free food and clothing, you have a hard time, you are on your knees and mopping the floor, I stand there and look at you condescendingly. But weishenme, I still feel so humble and pitiful?"

She slowly raised her head, her face full of tears: "You actually despise me, you didn't say it, but I feel it." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at her, suddenly turned around and fled, until he ran outside, and ran a long way before he settled down.

She gasped for air, not because of the suffocation in her neck just now, but because of the fear of being exposed.

She clearly knew that Guan Shanchun was right.

I was disgusted with her, disgusted with her identity, disgusted with her way of life. She didn't realize it until she asked herself this question that the feeling in her heart slowly came to the surface.

Xiao Yuan didn't understand how she felt, which of her actions caught her attention, and how could she know if she didn't even notice her feelings?

What I was most afraid of was that I didn't help her, but stimulated her.

Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly became a mess.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan came back dejected, stood in the foyer for a long time, and then dared to enter the living room.

Fortunately, Mr. Cheng doesn't care about himself now, and he shouldn't notice anything abnormal.

“zhanzhu！”

Suddenly, I heard a loud shout, and I don't know where he came from.

"Where have you been?" Cheng Hao's voice was bitterly cold.

Xiao Yuan didn't dare to look at him, pretending to scratch his ears and bowing his head vigorously.

"I didn't go anywhere, I went up with nothing. With that, she pulled her legs and tried to escape.

Cheng Hao grabbed her arm and turned her around, then pinched her chin to make her head up.

His eyes made Xiao Yuan feel frightened, just like when he held up the vase and asked himself that day.

"What are you doing there with Guan Shanchun?"

His face was so close that he could hear his breath so clearly.

Every word was so cold that it seemed to freeze, and it was spit out hard and smashed into Xiaoyuan's heart.

Xiao Yuan struggled hard, breaking his hand that was clamping his jaw.

"It hurts...... Xiao Yuan rubbed his chin and frowned.

"You know it hurts, what's going on with your neck?"

Cheng Hao took a step forward, and Xiao Yuan was so frightened that he stepped back.

He didn't speak, glaring at her.

Unbeknownst to her, he had been watching her from the terrace while she was out the door.

watched her walk into Guan Shanchun's house, and watched her run out in a panic, holding her neck and hunching her waist, panting for breath, and then slowly walking back.

The finger marks on her neck were like a flaw on the white jade, which was deplorable.

Cheng Hao didn't understand that he would be so angry.

The pale red streak passed through his heart as if it were challenging the bottom line of his tolerance.

"Nothing, I was careless myself. Xiao Yuan covered his neck and tried his best to hide it.

Cheng Hao couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her, and strangled her neck with his thick arms.

She could only tilt her face back and lean against his chest.

She was really small, her head was up to her chin, her dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she was frightened and helpless.

"Why were you careless?" he asked, lowering his head and pressing his cheek against her forehead.

Xiang Xiaoyuan smelled that smell again, the bitterness of mint mixed with the strong smell of tobacco, lingering in his breath. She only felt her legs trembling so badly that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Could it be that you hung yourself with a rope?" Cheng Hao weighed on the liliang of his arm and clamped her to prevent her from struggling.

Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he almost rolled his eyes.

At the moment when she felt that she was certain to die, Cheng Hao suddenly let go of her hand, and Xiaoyuan fell to the floor.

Crazy, crazy, Mr. Cheng is crazy too!

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't understand why he became like this, weishenme was so angry, what did he do wrong to let him treat himself like this.

Cheng Hao looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan who was lying on the floor, and slowly squatted down: "Is it Guan Shanchun pinching?"

Xiao Yuan looked at his cold eyes, gritted his teeth and shook his head: "No!"

The anger in Cheng Hao's heart was completely ignited by her word "not".

He turned and walked towards the door.

"I'll ask her myself!"

"Don't!" shouted at Xiaoyuan and threw himself over, hugging his legs.

"Mr. Cheng, don't, please!" she hugged tightly, crying and begging.

Cheng Hao looked at the little girl who was crawling at his feet, and was so angry that he wanted to kick her.

She looked up at her little face, and the bean-sized tears rolled down one by one, looking like a koala.

She held on to it and didn't let go.

"You let go!" Cheng Hao walked forward, but he couldn't move.

"Mr. Cheng, please don't go, Miss Guan didn't mean it! She is in a bad mood now, she really didn't mean to!"

"Xiang Xiaoyuan!"

Cheng Hao roared angrily, he really felt like he was going crazy, what kind of person is this!

"Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry, I should have asked you for leave, I won't dare to do it next time. Miss Guan is not in good health, Xiaoru asked me to go see her, nothing else. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan desperately explained, and her explanation made Cheng Hao's anger all cold.

The cold penetrated the whole person, from the soles of the feet to the bottom of the heart.

He stood there and sighed softly.

Then he looked down at the little girl curled up at her feet.

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, what do you think of me?"

She was so helpless, had she never understood herself? She didn't even know that she was angry.

Hearing his words, Xiang Xiaoyuan let go of his hand and slowly stood up.

"Miss Guan is depressed!Can you take care of her all the time?" a cold light flashed in her eyes.

No longer pleading with him, no longer explaining to him, but stating one thing in a cold tone.

"If you can't, don't provoke her!"

She stood in front of him and shouted in a commanding tone, so that no one could question or resist.

Her appearance reminded Cheng Hao of the soldiers who defended the city alone, with a kind of stubbornness and resolute sadness.

They looked at each other, and Cheng Hao suddenly smiled, laughing bitterly and inexplicably.

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, you are powerful, I am afraid of you. ”

Looking at the back of Cheng Hao turning to leave, Xiao Yuan lowered his head and cried quietly.

This is not the first time that Mr. Cheng has been so angry.

But weishenme, compared to the fear and fear of the past, she would feel so sad?

Some things, some feelings, have to be shielded strongly, no matter what.