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Jiang Huaiyi looked at her with a gloomy face, his cheeks were so tense that he could see a slight depression, Ming Sheng looked at him for a few seconds, but he chuckled. Jiang Huaiyi's eyes immediately became a little more irritable, but he looked very inward-looking.
She was always able to make him feel childish and ridiculous.
Mingsheng put the mobile phone in his palm, meaning to let him dispose of it, took off the necklace around his neck, and changed a pair of slippers for himself. Jiang Huaiyi had been sitting on the sofa watching her dangling in front of her. Finally she said, "I'm tired, go take a shower first." He took her hand.
There was no intention in his eyes to stop her, but before that, he had to answer him, "Where were you before?" β
"In the hospital. I moved the place, so Zhou Jun didn't see me. β
This answer is about passable, Jiang Huaiyi's expression relaxed, but his hand is still on his own.
Mingsheng curled the corners of his lips slightly: "You want to go with me?" β
The corners of his eyes were indignant, and he said lightly: "I have washed it." β
Mingsheng hummed and pulled out his arm without hesitation. Each other was drained of their strength, and there was not much interest. She took a hot shower and went to bed. Jiang Huaiyi sat in silence, as if he had something to talk to her. But as soon as she lay down, she got into the quilt and fell asleep.
The moonlight in the second half of the night sprinkled at the end of the bed, and she felt that this moonlight was too heavy, and it pressed people to sleep. She leaned on his shoulder, and her tiredness came like a torrential rain, and she didn't know how she had fallen asleep.
When I woke up, it was already dawn. Jiang Huaiyi still maintained that sitting position.
With sleepy eyes open, she could see the pale blue around his eyes and confirm that he really hadn't slept all night. Her throat was dry when she woke up, and her voice was so hoarse that she was unfamiliar when she spoke: "What's wrong?" β
Jiang Huaiyi glanced at her and handed her the mineral water on the bedside table.
Mingsheng sat up and unscrewed.
Jiang Huaiyi watched her pour water into her throat, her eyes stopped talking for a while, and she took her hand out of the quilt. She realized that he had been holding her phone.
"The hospital called and said it was going to transport your aunt's body." Jiang Huaiyi turned sideways, his eyebrows together, "Your aunt...... Passed away. Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? β
Ming Sheng looked at him in a daze for a few seconds, and finally indifferently turned back the bottle cap.
She swallowed a mouthful of water in a very slow motion, and her expression was an empty smile: "I was so tired last night." β
Jiang Huai Yi pursed his lips and unscrewed his face dumbly.
She choked him so much that he couldn't speak. But a normal person can find the problem - her aunt is her only relative, and she worked so hard to save money in order to buy a house for her aunt, and she was sick and filial to her bedside. She cares so much about this relative, how can she be so indifferent to the news of her death, and usually pass it by with "too tired"?
Mingsheng seemed to be able to see through his mental activities, and his eyes were cold: "What do you want me to do, hug you and cry bitterly?" β
It's notβ
"Do you have to be in pain?"
"Not the problems."
His expression was suddenly depressed, as if the lack of words prevented him from expressing his chaotic feelings.
But he clearly knew that there was a problem between them. Although it was calm on the surface, and even happy and sweet every day, every time he looked at her smile, he felt that the smile was empty. There was always a place in her heart, with iron walls and strong barriers, that was never open to him.
His throat was burned dry by the heat in his heart, Jiang Huaiyi swallowed dryly, and his voice seemed to be burned: "Let's talk about it." β
But she had already called up the call log and made a call.
Jiang Huaiyi grabbed it and pressed it, forcing her to look directly at herself: "Don't get these yet." I'll help you remember everything they want to tell you. Let's get our business done first. β
Mingsheng was like no bones, softly at his mercy, and said coldly: "What's the matter between us, isn't it good?" β
"Do you think that's good?"
"Doesn't count?"
She has her world, a filthy world full of spikes. She doesn't want him to touch every grass or tree in this world. He just needs to be warm and bright forever, with a smile like sunshine and eyes like stars, and her world can absorb a little nourishment because of his light.
What's wrong with that?
Jiang Huaiyi lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, his eyes looking at the folds on the quilt: "You can pretend that nothing happened today, and don't tell me about your aunt." One day, if something happens to you, you have any disease, or where you want to go, do you also plan to say nothing to me as if nothing happened, and go away and disappear when you should disappear? β
Mingsheng wanted to deny it, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there was nothing wrong with this.
It seemed that he had seen her mind so clearly for the first time, Huo Di raised his head, his voice was raised, but it was even more hoarse: "Who do you treat me as you?" β
The interrogation fell on her heart, opening the door that had been sealed in her heart for a long time.
There were a lot of things in it that she didn't dare to delve into herself. But she has always been soberly aware that she is avoiding this problem, and she has always been sober and allowed herself to escape.
Because she doesn't know.
She couldn't answer that question.
Mingsheng suddenly felt bored. All the self-deception and whitewashing of peace for a long time are very boring. She seemed to have finally made a decision, asking, "Do you want to break up?" β
The second time. Every time he brought the question in the direction of Yan SΓΉ, her first reaction was not to communicate, but to break up. The dull and heavy brain that has not slept all night makes the body's functions as sluggish and irritatingly slow as the blood flow rate.
"That's what you think?"
She doesn't speak.
Jiang Huaiyi finally lost his limited patience and smiled coldly: "Okay." Let's break up. β
Mingsheng was surprised for a moment. It seems to be a bond that she has not broken and has been connected for a long time, but it was suddenly broken by a palm, which makes people feel trance. But she quickly reacted, calmly rolled over and got out of bed, changing into clothes and shoes.
She bent down sideways to buckle the straps of her sandals, and Jiang Huaiyi's gaze fell on her back.
Silence and silence.
He felt that he was about to speak several times, but he still had a glimmer of hope for her. Yet she did the greatest thing he could ever imagine, dressing and washing with a blank face.
Jiang Huaiyi has been sitting silently on the bed and listening to her cooking. In the end, she put the bag on her shoulder and was about to go out, but he still couldn't hold it, and yelled at her in a cold voice: "Don't come back if you go out!" β
Even this threat is naΓ―ve. Since she can go, "don't come back" is a threat.
Mingsheng's figure only paused for a moment, and then walked out calmly.
The door lock snapped and clicked, like the sound of dust falling.
For a moment, he actually regretted that he had said this to her.