"Please, give me a moment."

What to give her time for? Give her time to fall in love with him, or give her time to calm down, eliminate some plans in her heart, and then live the rest of her life with him very carefully and peacefully?

Qin Zhiyou withdrew his hand. Obviously, she has compromised and taken a step back, and she has also expressed her attitude, why is he still upset.

Maybe it's because her concession is still just weighing the pros and cons, and she only stopped because of his dissatisfaction, not out of affection for him.

Also, she didn't marry for love, and after years of getting along, it was easy to cultivate a little feeling.

Maybe it's family, friendship, or more of a sense of companionship.

He is obviously not an impatient person, but he is impatient and stingy in front of Lu Weixi, and he can't wait - in the blink of an eye, her mind is full of him.

Qin Zhiyou didn't say anything, just took a step back gently. It was such a small action, Lu Weixi didn't have much strength to grab the corner of his clothes, and he broke free in an instant.

Lu Weixi was stunned for a moment, feeling the corners of his clothes slip from her fingertips. It was as if she picked up a handful of yellow sand, but she couldn't hold it, and could only see it gradually slip through her fingers and be carried away by the wind.

Her heart was a little sour, and an indescribable feeling filled her chest.

Back then, she and Qin Zhisu had quarrels when they fell in love, and later broke up vigorously, but it didn't feel the same.

When he broke up with Qin Zhisu, it was like a snowflake suddenly falling from the sky, and his heart was hit hard, as if his heart was full of snow.

But this time, she only felt that her heart was sour and astringent, there was no emptiness or coldness, but it was a dilemma, and the feeling of green silk was entangled. Qin Zhiyou didn't say anything serious to her, didn't ignore her, and didn't watch her fall and leave her alone.

But she seemed to be looking at his slightly frowning brows, and her heart was a little sullen and uncomfortable.

After Qin Zhiyou stepped back, he didn't say anything, just carried the medicine box in his hand and turned around and walked to the room next to him. She sat on the sofa for a while, the living room was empty, they had only come back because there were no servants, the lights were not turned on enough, and the whole room was like a huge hollow iron cage, gorgeous but unusually desolate.

Her ankle had just been twisted, and it was still a little swollen and painful when she got up. He pursed the corners of his mouth, then stood on tiptoe, trying not to hurt his right foot, and moved to the stairs step by step.

When she was about to go upstairs, she saw that Qin Zhiyou had already put her things away and was about to go upstairs. But she glanced at Qin Zhiyou, didn't say anything, held the escalator by herself, stood on tiptoe and went upstairs step by step. Qin Zhiyou raised his eyes and glanced at her, took two steps forward, and as soon as his hand reached over, she didn't look at it, she turned her head directly, and the back of her head was facing him.

Qin Zhiyou was left hanging in place, his brows furrowed. She could hear the sound of heavy breathing behind her, and then, the sound of breathing was smooth, and then she took a step, no longer paying attention to Lu Weixi, who was moving her steps, and went up by herself.

Lu Weixi watched Qin Zhiyou walk from behind to the front, then around the corner of the stairs, and then go up. Then, there was a heavy closing of the door.

Lu Weixi, who was left in place, looked at the empty stairs, and the frowning emotions that he had just felt sorry for him all returned to him, and his heart was full of grievances.