It's too late, she thought!

Apologies are also time-sensitive, and they don't wait for obsolescence! And she strongly suspected that if she hadn't tormented him in the opposite way, he wouldn't have realized what he was wrong with.

Must make her lose her temper before he says he's sorry?

Who are you trying to?

"Not anymore." Meng Huaiqian said again, "I also let the three drivers who were guarding outside let them go, but I don't feel at ease that you are living here alone now, maybe we can negotiate a way that you can accept, such as I rent a house around here, the driver lives with my aunt, if you have anything, they can also come over as soon as possible." Do you think it's feasible? ”

After Chi Shuang wiped the oil off her lips, she took a sip of milk tea, "It's not good." ”

Meng Huaiqian had already been prepared, he nodded gently, "Then, we can ...... like this"

"No need." She said slowly, "I'm moving soon." ”

Meng Huaiqian was stunned for two seconds, "Moving? ”

"Yes. I'm not going to live in this place. ”

She will have a problem staying any longer. There are traces of Liang Qian everywhere here, and there are too many memories that belong to the two of them, she wants to come out, she will not stop for Liang Qian, who is already dead, and he is not worthy.

She will move to a house where there is no trace of him, she will actively devote herself to a new job, maybe in the not-so-distant future, she will meet the next person she likes, she will date and fall in love with this person, the other party is enough for her, maybe she will also talk about marriage, who can say?

Meng Huaiqian stared at her, seeing that her face was lonely, her heart was astringent, "Have you found the house?" ”

He recalls the empty houses in his name.

I don't know if she'll like it, or if she can do whatever she likes.

"You're looking for a house for me?" Chi Shuang asked rhetorically.

Meng Huaiqian nodded without thinking.

"Okay."

Chi Shuang indifferently crossed her fingers to list the conditions for him, "First, it should be closer to my restaurant, not more than five kilometers, second, the security and privacy of the community should be done very well, and the property should be responsible enough, third, I am very picky of neighbors, I hope that the house I finally find will not have children on the top ten floors and five floors below, and the upstairs and downstairs, especially next door, must be single women, fourth, the house should not be too big, nor too small, a hundred square meters will be about the same." ”

Meng Huaiqian wrote them down one by one: "Okay." ”

Chi Shuang has a good appetite today, and almost half of the things Meng Huaiqian brought have been eaten.

She looked at him, suddenly lacking interest.

Pushing the packing box inside, he commanded him confidently, "Okay, I'm going to rest, you can clean up here and leave." ”

Meng Huaiqian glanced at the rest of her food, calculated a little, and guessed that she was really full, so he was relieved.

Even he didn't notice it, and he seemed to be in a state of flux very quickly. No one had ever sent him to run errands like this, let alone told him to clean up the mess, and it was strange that he had no resistance or discomfort, as if there was a feeling that this was also a matter of course.

Meng Huaiqian stretched out her hand, rolled up her sleeves, and her movements were not quick, but she did not panic and picked up the disposable chopsticks, soup spoons and tissues that she had used and put them in the bag, tied a knot, carried them in her hands, and asked politely in a tone of asking for her opinion: "Can I borrow the bathroom, can I go wash my hands?" ”

"Go ahead."

Meng Huaiqian went out with a garbage bag in her gaze, and after a few minutes, he turned back and walked into the bathroom calmly, and after a while, she heard the sound of water.

He washed for a minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes passed.

Chi Shuang understands that he has a habit of cleanliness.

Hahahaha!!

All right!!!

She swept away the previous dullness, and almost crossed her waist and laughed wildly, boy, I still tortured it!

She sat on the sofa with a smile, ready to greet Meng Huaiqian who came out of the bathroom.

Meng Huaiqian finally washed his hands, took a paper towel and wiped it slowly and methodically, then put on his watch, calmly came out of the bathroom, and met Chi Shuang's bright eyes full of smiles for a while.

He was stunned.

Chapter 11

Chi Shuang started the time from the moment he realized that he might have a cleanliness fetish, and it was estimated that he washed his hands for seven or eight minutes.

How did this man clean up the mess for her without changing his face, endure the nausea and throw the garbage, and then turn back calmly, this polite and restrained mask was not removed in a hurry until he entered the bathroom.

I don't know if I scolded her 10,000 times in my heart.

Ahh The quickest and most effective way to relieve emotions such as unhappiness and pain is to transfer them to others.

"Done?" Chi Shuang got up and walked around him for half a circle, and proudly accused, "Mr. Meng, treat this as your own home, and use half a bottle of hand sanitizer from me to wash your hands once." ”

Meng Huaiqian saw the sly smile in her eyes, and reacted in hindsight, guessing the reason why she was smiling happily at the moment, so he had no choice but to let her make fun of her.

"More than that, the water you use to wash your hands once is enough for me to take a bath."

The more Chi Shuang talked, the happier she became, in short, if she tortured him for a point, she would be very happy.

She hadn't paid attention to him before, this man was so meticulous that he was almost stereotyped, and it was hard to imagine that he might have been working all day, and his suit pants and shirt were still flat.

Her gaze lingered on his hair and fingers for a little longer.

Meng Huaiqian could also feel that she was scrutinizing him.

She didn't intend to hide it, her eyes were playful, as if she was looking at lions and tigers in the zoo.

In fact, such a gaze is an offense to Meng Huaiqian. But strangely, he was like a lion and tiger in a cage, and he could only let her look at him so presumptuously.

"Meng Huaiqian," Chi Shuang looked him in the eye again, "Things like today will only be more in the future, not less." Do you understand what I mean? ”

Many people underestimate how difficult it is to "take care" of someone.

In fact, a relationship like her and Meng Huaiqian, it is best not to get along with each other for a long time, and a few years later, she remembered that a boyfriend who was almost engaged died because of him, and she scolded him unilaterally, which is the normal trend. It's a pity that their men are sometimes too hypocritical, and the dead are already dead, but they have to atone for the sins of the living, and pay full of guilt.

Knowing that the living people don't want to see him, he still wants to interfere with her life in the name of Liang Qian, in the name of "taking care".

When will this "care" end?

Until his guilt runs out.

At that time, he also stepped out of the shadow of his brother's death for him and embraced a new life.

Meng Huaiqian didn't speak, still looking at her calmly.

"Okay." Chi Shuang glanced at him, "You choose the way to make you feel good, and I choose the way to make me happy." Very good. ”

Meng Huaiqian's hands that had just been washed were still cold at this moment.

He didn't say a word, as if he wasn't very happy with her words.

In fact, since the incident, there are only two of them who are really in pain to the point of being unable to sleep and eat, and to be so sad that it is difficult to breathe.

At present, only Meng Huaiqian can make Chi Shuang have strong emotions.

Such as anger, such as schadenfreude.

Similarly, only Chi Shuang can make Meng Huaiqian no longer numb.

After losing Liang Qian, Chi Shuang still has something called "vitality" in his body.

He was more afraid than anyone else that he would forget this pain, and he knew how cold he was in his bones. Emotions such as guilt are already ethereal, and in a month, he may still feel pain, whether it is half a year, a year, or even two years.

In place of pain, it has become a light and breezy nostalgia.

"Okay."

Meng Huaiqian still nodded gently.

Chi Shuang retracted her gaze, passed by him, and went upstairs to her room.

Meng Huaiqian was inconvenient to stay any longer, changed his shoes and went out, closing the door lightly, but before leaving, his eyes inadvertently swept over the pairs of high heels.

…

Chi Shuang was lying on the sofa in the master bedroom, and he didn't hear the sound of the engine starting for a long time, thinking that he hadn't left yet. She got up and came to the window, looked down, and couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, the man in shirt and trousers leaned against the car, as if blending into the night, he was not standing as upright as before, slightly hunched back, a little red light on his fingertips flickered on and off, and smoke was filled.

Meng Huaiqian is not a heavy smoker, and will only smoke one or two when he is extremely irritable and needs to calm down.

When he came out of the house, he caught a glimpse of the maple forest not far away, as if he was having auditory hallucinations.

Liang Qian once said that when the autumn of Beijing City begins, a few of them can sit on the terrace and drink while watching the scenery.

There will never be a moment like this in his life, he thought.

When the night was like a trapped beast about to devour him, his mobile phone vibrated a few times, pulling him back to reality, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a text message from Chi Shuang.

[Annoying! In the future, within a radius of ten miles from my house, smoking is prohibited!! 】

He subconsciously looked up at the lighted room on the second floor, just in time to see her rudely close the curtains.

His body was faster than his consciousness, he had already snuffed out the cigarette butt, and raised his hand to wave the smell of tobacco in the air, for fear that the smell would float into the house and be smelled by her and make her angry.

Chi Shuang closed the curtains and sat on the bedside stool.

It's so annoying!

What's the difference between this and the ex who has dumped him and runs to her door in the middle of the night to go crazy and comes with a bunch of vomit!

Smoke somewhere else!

Her phone vibrates.

I glanced down in disgust, and it was still two text messages.

If it's obviously very short, why do you want to split it into two!

[Okay.] 】

[I'm sorry. 】

Is Meng Huaiqian's mantra right now?

And downstairs, Meng Huaiqian stared at the message she sent word by word.

Strangely, those dull, obscure, anxious, and cold emotions were also swept away.

The next day, Chi Shuang woke up early, lay on the bed for a while before getting up, and then drove to the restaurant, where the chef, manager, and cousin were all there, and they were about to start finalizing the menu.