Chapter 47: Ruthless

Qiu Se and Deng Junhan had a wordless chat in progress, Qiu Se's phone interface suddenly changed from WeChat to calling, and the phone was on mute, but the name that appeared on the call interface made Qiu Se's hand shake, and he almost dropped the phone - Jing Xuan.

She was stunned, and for 2 seconds, she decisively touched the AFK button. The screen returned to the WeChat chat interface, but Qiu Se's heart could not return to its normal beat.

She typed tremblingly: "You told Jingxuan that I went back to Fuzhou?" ”

"Qiu Se, he should know."

"I shouldn't have seen him."

"This is not the only thing that shouldn't be done."

"You shouldn't have informed him for me."

"I shouldn't have done more than that. What should be faced, there must always be faced. ”

Then the call came in again, the number, the name, not in this form for too long, Qiu Se's heart pounding, the room was quiet, she could almost hear the panicked sound of her heart pounding against her chest, each one provoking her restraint. Her hands trembled even more, her eyes glued to the screen, her heart tangled.

Immediately afterwards, the phone was hung up, the phone resumed the WeChat interface, and a new message flashed out, Qiu Se clicked on it and saw that it was sent by Jing Xuan.

"Answer the phone."

Then the phone came again.

Jing Xuan's words seemed to have magical power, and Qiu Se obediently answered the phone: "Hey? ”

"I didn't expect you to come back, why didn't you come back and look for me?"

"I'm not coming back for you."

"I'm downstairs from you."

"You go back."

"Qiu Se, you're here, let me see you."

"Forget it, it's better to miss each other. You have a home, I have a boyfriend, and it's not appropriate for us to meet. ”

Jing Xuan didn't know what to say for a while.

"Jing Xuan, I wish you happiness."

Qiu Se's words made Jing Xuan unable to continue, she was right, the two of them, one has a home, and the other is about to have a home, what are they still entangled? However, before this, they were close to the end of the world, and now, one of them is upstairs and the other is downstairs.

Jing Xuan accompanied the leader to receive customers tonight, the wine party ended surprisingly early, and it was just a little more than 10 o'clock when he got home, Cheng Xin was also socializing outside, and the house was so quiet that he could hear a needle dropping on the ground. Jing Xuan hung up his coat and walked to the window while unbuttoning his collar, it was still raining lightly just now, and the rain stopped at this moment. He didn't turn on the lights, stood in front of the window, and watched the road drenched with water, and the street lights projected on the ground, blurring a bright circle of light. He lit a cigarette for himself, the red dark fire flickered in the darkness, he clicked on the circle of friends, and took a photo: "I like autumn, not because of its bleakness..." There was rarely such time left for Jing Xuan to use for him to be in a daze. I don't know how long it took, the feeling of soreness spread from his legs to his waist, Jing Xuan turned his neck, turned around and walked into the bathroom to take a bath, and the past can only be recalled.

After taking a shower, Cheng Xin hadn't come back yet, Jing Xuan lifted the quilt and prepared to sleep first. But when I hit my head on the pillow, I found that I was sleepy. So he got up, turned on the computer, and prepared to find himself a movie to watch. The opening of the film began to play, and Jing Xuan poured himself a glass of red wine. At this time, the WeChat message prompt sounded - it was Deng Junhan: "Qiu Se has returned to Fuzhou, and now he is in the O2 Hotel." Jing Xuan was stunned for a second, a little confused, and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"I know more than you think. Go find her, don't be verbose. ”

Jing Xuan was still stunned. Sitting in a chair, stunned. The picture on the computer screen changed unlistenedly, and in the dark bedroom, the light on the screen turned his face green and blue for a while, constantly leaving mottled spots of light, and he was motionless. Suddenly, he picked up the glass and handed it to his lips, tilted his head neatly, and then put the glass back on the table, and then he got dressed and went out the door like a whirlwind, leaving only the computer screen that was unattended but playing a movie on its own, and the red wine stains that slowly ran down the inner walls of the glass.