Chapter Seventy-Eight: You Sleep!
Viciously warned Han Jiangxue, Zhang Ruoyu dragged the suitcase, came to Lin Qingxi's side, and said with a smile: "Auntie, go home." β
"Hmm." Lin Qingxi nodded slightly, but his eyes swept over the ruins around him.
Ten years have passed, and everything here has changed.
This building, where she and he lived for more than ten years, became her last thought, and no one could tear it down.
Han Jiangxue followed behind with her mouth shutting her mouth, a little dissatisfied.
But what she should have done, she has done pretty much.
The whole city rolled the wedding care all the way, and she was very satisfied with the effect of such a demonstration.
Although I think about it, I feel very naΓ―ve, but it's his aunt, and she can fight with her?
But the woman's sixth sense told her that this woman was dangerous.
She must stand up!
Let my aunt know that she is cool and draggy, and she is not easy to mess with!
But still on the third floor, Han Jiangxue's delicate body trembled suddenly, and she suddenly thought of something.
She excitedly picked up Zhang Ruoyu and rushed forward first.
"Huh?" Zhang Ruoyu, who was carrying the suitcase, couldn't cry or laugh, and turned his head to explain to his aunt. "Xiaoxue is always so reckless, just get used to it."
"Hmm." Lin Qingxi nodded lightly and didn't say much.
When the two of them went upstairs and came to the living room, they happened to see Han Jiangxue in the master bedroom rolling up the floor.
She is like a thief, for fear of being seen by her aunt.
But as soon as the aunt entered the living room, she saw this scene.
On the gentle and touching beautiful face, a fierce aura flashed imperceptibly.
If Zhang Ruoyu's forbearance and accommodation are concerned, it would have made her uncomfortable.
The moment she saw the floor shop, her mood became very bad!
Oops!
"What are you doing?"
Lin Qingxi stood at the door, staring at Han Jiangxue lightly.
The gentleness and tenderness in his eyes dissipated.
At this moment, she was as calm as a piece of ice, cold to the bone.
"Oh, nothing." Han Jiangxue hugged the floor bunk, a little difficult to ride a tiger. "I'm doing housework."
How did she come so fast?
Doesn't that bastard know to delay?
This wants to let my aunt see that she sleeps on the floor, and she has no family status at all, so she may have to bully herself in the future.
But she was still slow, and she was blocked by Lin Qingxi.
"You've been married for so long, and you're still sleeping in separate beds?" Lin Qingxi's tone seemed gentle, but it clearly revealed a coercion and a thick question.
Zhang Ruoyu, who was standing next to her, was a little flustered, afraid that her aunt would suspect that she was lying to her.
Han Jiangxue is even more unbearable.
It's actually nothing to sleep in separate beds, the main thing is that since I got married, I have been sleeping on the floor, this word has spread, how else do I behave?
It has always been men who lay on the floor, how can there be a reason for women to sleep?
Han Jiangxue already felt that her aunt was hostile to her, and it was impossible to admit it at this moment.
even secretly threw a look at Zhang Ruoyu for help.
"Auntie, here's the thing." Zhang Ruoyu explained nervously. "A few days ago, there was a flu everywhere in the seaside, and I was unfortunately hit, so we discussed it and decided to sleep in separate beds for a few days to avoid cross-infection."
When Han Jiangxue heard this, she hurriedly went down the slope: "Yes, yes, that's it." The flu is quite serious in the sea, and we are also thinking about our health. β
Although neither of them mentioned the subject, how could they hide it from Lin Qingxi?
She can even be sure that the two have been sleeping in separate beds since they got married.
"Sick and sleeping on the floor? Don't know how cold it is on the ground? β
Lin Qingxi stared sideways at Zhang Ruoyu, his cold voice was already suppressed and a little deformed.
The anger in the body is running through the internal organs.
Huh?
Han Jiangxue heard her aunt say this, but suddenly she was lucky.
It turned out that she thought it was Zhang Ruoyu sleeping on the floor?
Fortunately, the face was finally saved.
Zhang Ruoyu was also a little stunned when she was looked at by her aunt.
But he can't say that Han Jiangxue is laying on the floor every day, right?
That's so disrespectful to women! Auntie must scold herself for being a man in vain?
"Auntie, it's an extraordinary time, and it's just a matter of the past few days." Zhang Ruoyu explained humbly. "I'm a big man, I can't let Xiaoxue sleep on the floor."
He was a little unsure why his aunt was so angry.
Unless she sees through her mind and knows that she has been disobeying the yang and the yin, and getting married fakely!
Otherwise, she has no reason to be angry at all!
There was a dead silence in the room.
Zhang Ruoyu is weak-hearted, and Han Jiangxue is afraid of revealing her stuffing.
Lin Qingxi, on the other hand, was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
In those years, whether it was thunder and rain, or Zhang Ruoyu was sick and cold, she would always hold the quilt and lay on the floor next to Zhang Ruoyu's bed.
In this way, we can better observe his condition and take good care of him.
When Zhang Ruoyu was very young, when she didn't understand the difference between men and women, every time there was thunder, she would hug him and cover his ears because he was afraid.
Then, when he was fully asleep, she would return to the bunk, listen to his quiet breathing, and gradually fall asleep.
She had been doing this all those years.
Because of his mother, he recognized her as his sister.
Because in terms of identity, he is his aunt.
She never overstepped it.
Guarding him all the time.
But today, when she saw that because of her words, she chose to retire.
Because he said that he was old and it was time to get married, the man who came to Binhai to fulfill the marriage contract lived such a married life.
She regretted it.
Also angry.
The anger in her heart is even constantly encouraging her to say something.
But she still didn't say it after all.
She knew him, the man who had seen herself as the only man since childhood.
He is afraid of himself, respects himself, and hurts himself.
But there are some things he has never thought about and dare not think about.
And she only dares to think, but can't say.
"Auntie, I bought your favorite fruit." Zhang Ruoyu said a little weakly. "Would you like something to eat?"
"I won't eat it." Lin Qingxi shook his head lightly and said with a tired expression. "I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."
With that, she turned and walked out of the room and towards her house.
But before going out, she slowly glanced back at Han Jiangxue: "Don't let him sleep on the floor anymore, I want to sleep with you." β