Everything in the house is both familiar and unfamiliar, the 62-square-meter house can be walked around in less than five minutes, but Xia Solstice carefully measured it along the wall with his feet, trying to find every moment of the two of them in this small world.

Those seemingly happy times seem to be covered with a thin layer of dust.

She didn't tell Han Junxi that she was coming back, she was waiting for him at home, and she even cooked a meal.

She boiled a chicken soup and fried two very simple side dishes. She tried to act as if nothing had happened, that the quarrels didn't exist, but that she wasn't really at peace.

She sat at the dining table, and when the door opened, her body shook, and immediately, she told herself, be quiet, don't panic.

Han Junxi saw her as soon as he entered the door, he played with the key in his hand, and said at a loss: "I didn't know you were back...... I've eaten. ”

"Hmm." She nodded, uncovered the plate, and ate silently by herself.

He lingered at the dining table for a moment before entering the room. She heard him enter the bathroom, and then the sound of the water heater igniting and the trickling of water—he was taking a shower.

She didn't have a good appetite, she ate half a bowl of rice, and she didn't finish the dishes, and the soup forced herself to burp after drinking two bowls. She had never tried to eat so uncomfortably, even if she ate alone when she was single, she had never tried to be so lonely.

When she finished eating, he came out of the shower, and he looked at her and said, "I'll wash the dishes, you go and rest." ”

She said a "good" word.

All night, she only said those two words to him. Before going home, all the drafts she had already typed were rotten in her stomach.

He was far, far away from her...... It was so far away that she couldn't reach her voice even if she shouted through her throat, which killed all her desire to speak.

Maybe...... Tomorrow, will tomorrow be better?

They lay back to back on the bed, the cool breeze from the air conditioner pouring in through the gap between the quilts, and she shrank and shrunk back, but he seemed unaffected. She sat up, he was already asleep and didn't react to it.

Yes, he is not afraid of the cold, but she is afraid. She pushed all the quilts to him, found another thin quilt to cover herself, and after another half of the night, her body warmed up, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he saw two quilts on the bed, and he was a little surprised, but he didn't ask anything.

He went out and didn't tell where he went, maybe it was a return agency, or maybe it was an interview, and she didn't ask.

He came back before four o'clock in the afternoon, and as soon as he got home, he went into the room and was busy, and the two still didn't say anything.

Was he angry? He waited for her to confess his mistakes and pray for reconciliation. She sighed secretly, watching that another two days had passed, and she was sure that he really wouldn't take the initiative to talk to her about their contradictions.

Or, if it goes on like this, they will live under the same roof, they are husband and wife, they support each other when necessary, but there is an invisible air flow that blocks the communication between them, can they go back to the way before? Can you?

She thought of her home, of her parents who had been with her all her life. She spent half her life looking for her love, in order not to live her life so coldly, how did she go around and come back?

Is life a circle, and where you are born, you must go back to where you are?

The frightened and oppressive currents oppressed her, and she felt that she couldn't stand such days. She dragged a suitcase from under the bed and began to stuff clothes into it.

When Han Junxi walked into the room, she paused and stood up straight to look at him, but he didn't stop her.

He sat on the bed and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back." You should have somewhere to go. Is he coming to pick you up? ”

Xia Zhi crumpled the folded clothes in his hand and threw them into the box: "Han Junxi, I'll tell you one last time, Su Xiao and I are friends." I'm moving to Eqing's place. ”

"Then why are you leaving, since you are not weak-hearted?" His words were soft, but he was heartfelt.

"Because you don't trust me." She didn't stop her hands, and she sped up her movements.

"Okay, I trust you, will you stay?"

"And then?" She was asking him, and she was asking herself, "We must need a fuse to find out that we are never compatible with each other, right?" ”

"Aren't we suitable?" He accentuated his tone, "Do you think you and Su Xiao are suitable?" ”

"Do you have to involve someone else? Do you have to lock me up in this room and be isolated from the world to think I love you? Do I have to have no friends, no career, and rely on you like a straw bag to feel safe? ”

"I'm not asking you to be isolated! I said, are you in poor health and temporarily resigning, and then have a problem finding a job after the child is born? In your eyes, Su Xiao cares about you, Xiao Yiqing cares about you, and the boss cares about you, I want to hurt you, right? ”

Both of them were firing like cannons, but at the same time, they were also restraining their emotions.

Xia Zhi paused for a moment before he said slowly: "Then why did you withdraw my submission?" Why did you intercept my request? ”

Han Junxi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xia Zhi to know about it. He looked away and searched for words in the air: "I...... I don't want you to write too hard. You need time to rest. It's not like I can't afford to raise you. Recently, I received some public account advertorials, and I don't need you to think about money. ”

"It's not about the money." She crouched down and picked up the skirt that had just been crammed into the suitcase to take up a large space, and managed to roll it into a small roll to make more room for her clothes.

"So what do you mean by the problem? Am I not good enough for you? ”

She closed the suitcase, zipped it up, pushed it aside, and said, "I'm not a little flower and grass that has to be held to live, I'm not your personal belongings, I have my worth and my thoughts."

"I don't need you to wear yourself out and tell me it's for my good, I don't need you to take what you think is good in front of me desperately, I need you to respect my ideas, not that I need a pear you shoehorn into me an apple and desperately ask me why not moved?"

After her repeated words, he actually laughed: "Chen Dajiao...... You're so hard to serve, and I've tried my best to get you a word that isn't suitable. Have you ever thought about what exactly you are getting married for? ”

"yes, I find it hard to serve, too. I don't care what the universal values think marriage is for, for me, marriage is because two people live better together than one person, and if life after marriage is worse than before marriage, then why get married?