Chapter 258: He Didn't Come Back One Night

Qin Xiao saw Xiaobei nodding and shaking his head, he still had a hope, and he felt a great humiliation. He couldn't stand such deception. Because you care too much, you can't tolerate a grain of sand.

"Was it the last time I went to Shanghai?"

Xiaobei hurriedly defended: "Qin Xiao, listen to me, things are not as ...... as you think"

"You want to tell me that this is a man's use? You want to say it's just your first time? Xiang Xiaobei, enough, enough......"

A great disappointment welled up in my heart, there was no wind and no waves, and there was no wind in the air. She Xiang Xiaobei clearly knew that Xu Jianan meant that to her, she didn't keep her distance, and she had to choose the two of them to go on a date when he was away. What did she think of him? Is it just because of guilt? She feels indebted to him, pity him? He doesn't need, doesn't need!

Xiaobei wanted to tell him the ins and outs of that day, but Qin Xiao was angry, shook the door and left. In the deafening sound of the door closing, Xiaobei and Qin Xiao separated the two worlds. It's okay to come out in the morning, it's obviously not like this, why doesn't he trust her?

Xiaobei was angry and anxious, and chased him out in a trance. It's just that where is Qin Xiao's shadow in the parking lot under the office building? There was still more than an hour before getting off work, Xiaobei and Ke Jun said goodbye, and took the bus back to Hyde Apartment in advance. When passing by the supermarket downstairs, Xiaobei also bought Qin Xiao's favorite sea fish and beef, thinking about going back for a while, and then talking to him when he was a little angry.

In the past, he was also unhappy because of the incident between Xiaobei and Xu Jianan, but he knew how to warn Xu Jiannan openly and secretly, and announced to Xu Jiannan that he was Xiang Xiaobei's boyfriend, so that Xu Jiannan retreated. Xiaobei thought that this time would not be an exception. It's just that I won't even have a chance to be with Xu Jiannan in the future? Thinking about it, he still didn't believe her after all. And this suspicion and distrust may have something to do with his legs.

He has changed, and he thinks that others have also changed from the perspective of development.

Xiaobei carried the vegetables in one hand and opened the door with the other. When he opened the door, he saw that the house was empty, and he did not return. So where will it go if you run away in a rage? He's not a drunken person, at least he's known him for so long, he's only drunk a handful of times. If you want to get drunk, you will have fun with Liu Tao and them, and he will talk about business, and he never disdains to use such a low-level way to set up.

Xiaobei put his things away and sat on the single sofa, thinking about who would have taken these photos. After thinking about it and getting no results, he couldn't sit still, so he called Hu Feng and asked him if he knew where Qin Xiao went.

Hu Feng only said that Mr. Qin had left beforehand, and he didn't know.

Xiaobei looked at the time, it was only a little past six, thinking that he would come back for dinner in a while. He said that there were any problems and misunderstandings, and the two of them had to communicate well. I believe him for no reason, and I will come back later, and the two of them will talk calmly.

So Xiaobei got into the kitchen and started cooking.

After the meal was cooked, Xiaobei sat at Mark's table, watching the time tick and tick, listening to the movement outside with his ears pricked up, but the expected sound of opening the door never sounded. Xiaobei called him, but the phone was turned off. waited until twelve o'clock, Xiaobei was already too hungry, and fell asleep without eating.

The next day, waking up in a nightmare, Xiaobei suddenly opened his eyes to see. The three dishes and one soup she made last night were still on the table, and she had been nesting in the sofa all night, and her neck was so sore that she couldn't do it. He didn't come back all night.

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