Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

When Mei Shurang came out of the shower, he paused while wiping his hair, looking at the sudden extra people in the room.

He didn't speak, but he was already asking her what she was doing here with his eyes.

Sheng Anan raised the things in his hand, "For you."

It was the wind chime that she made by herself. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't think it was a wind chime. It would be more appropriate to say that it was a music box.

"What?" Mei Shurang really saw what it was.

Sheng An'an didn't say much, but looked at his room, and finally felt that hanging over the balcony should be the best place. Once the window is open, it will be fine as long as there is wind.

"I've already figured out how to hang it up for you!" She turned to look at him after finding a suitable position, and smiled lightly.

"Help me move the stool here?"

The man put down the towel for wiping his hair, went to the study and brought a stool over.

When he saw her standing directly on the stool without thinking, he frowned obviously, a little displeased, "What are you doing?"

Sheng Anan had an inexplicable expression, "Hang it up."

Mei Shurang's face darkened, and he walked over with a low voice, "Come down."

Seeing his expression, Sheng Anan hesitated for a while, then got down from the stool and let him do it by himself.

When hanging things, the distance was close enough that Mei Shurang could clearly see that there were countless thousands of paper cranes on it.

The main body above the wind chime is in the shape of a dragon, but the bell core underneath looks uneven as a whole, and it can only be seen from a distance that it is hanged by countless thousand paper cranes, which is also the general shape of the crane.

He just looked at her, "Did you do it?"

Sheng'an nodded proudly, "Is it good-looking?"

Mei Shurang got off the stool, took a few steps back, looked at it for a while, and then gave a stingy evaluation with only two words: "It's not bad."

She curled her lips, "If you don't like it, then I'll take it apart and make it up again."

While talking, he deliberately walked over there, as if he really wanted to stand on the chair and do something.

Of course, the man's movements have always been swiftly stopped by her, and then he glanced at her indistinctly.

He hummed softly, "Move the stool back."

She did so, but after putting the stool back, she returned to standing by his bedroom door.

Mei Shurang basically finished cleaning up.

Seeing her standing at the door, he seemed to bend the corner of his mouth, like a snicker, or playful.

Then he walked towards her, propped one arm on the door frame, put the other in his pocket, stood idly, and stared at her with lowered eyebrows.

After a few seconds, he asked abruptly, "Go to the square and wait for me?"

Sheng An'an had come here specially to wait.

"Because you didn't bring the key?"

She frowned, the question was strange.

"Or because of something else?"

Oh, it turns out there is a follow-up.

She smiled, "Can there be any other reason?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, his hand in his pocket was pulled out, and his index finger lifted her chin slightly, "For example... don't you miss me?"

Counting it, it is true that I haven't seen you for several days.

If it was in the past, Sheng An'an would have felt that such a conversation had a bit of that kind of sentimentality.

"What do you mean by staring at me and not talking?" Mei Shurang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze moved a little closer to her.

Because of this, Sheng An'an subconsciously looked away, but he raised his face again, and his eyes met.

She seemed to be getting more and more unbearable to stare at each other like this.

Dodging in the line of sight, even panicking is too obvious.

So much so that Mei Shurang looked at her even more intently.

"You...should get up early to work tomorrow?" She tried to change the subject.

The man's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even move his eyes. The contrast with her was huge, and his thin lips moved, "No busy."

Then he continued to stare at her, as if to say: You continue to change the subject, I want to see where I can go.

Sheng Anan didn't know what to say for a while.

But blindly avoiding it will only make him more unhappy, and in the end it's her who is uncomfortable, not to mention, it's not been a few days to get along like this.

Thinking about it this way, she became much calmer.

Seeing him, he suddenly said, "Then...for a chat?"

The man still had a calm expression, his lips raised slightly, "What are you talking about?"

"a lot."

She entered the door and sat on the balcony. Looking up, she could see the wind chimes that had just been hung, but there was no wind and it was very quiet.

Mei Shurang followed and sat on the armrest of the sofa opposite.

To be precise, she should be leaning on it carelessly, with one leg on the ground, and she might feel that she won't talk about anything interesting, just accompany her.

Both were silent for a while.

"You keep staring at me like this and don't speak..." In the end it was Mei Shurang who looked at her and spoke.

It happened that she also said something: "If I apologize to you, you probably won't accept it?"

"What?" He turned his face slightly, looking into her eyes.

Sheng An'an smiled lightly, "I said I want to apologize to you."

He didn't give him too much time to figure out the meaning of this sentence, and continued: "Although I have been with Lu Qun before, it can be said that I have nothing with him that all young people will do when they are in love. I did, and looking back, I don't even think it was a relationship."

"Of course, it might not be fair to Lu Qun to say that, after all, we talked about it."

The man opposite already frowned slightly, looking at her, "Do you think I want to hear you talk about this?"

Sheng An'an still looked at him with that rather indifferent smile.

There was seriousness in his eyes, "I just want to say that I am a person who doesn't understand love. Although I have been with you, I probably didn't give you any pleasant memories during the whole process. I am very negligent, even..."

She laughed at herself, "Do you also think that in the past, I have done quite well?"

"Pass?"

been together?

His focus is always different.

Repeated a few words and was staring at her.

Sheng Anan looked at him, "Isn't the expression very accurate?"

Obviously, his complexion is already very ugly, and he doesn't want to continue chatting with her.

"I sincerely apologize to you." But she didn't intend to stop, looking at his profile as he turned around and was about to leave.

"I'm not a good girlfriend, not even a good girl, you don't have to be influenced by me, love is still beautiful..."

"Okay!" His slightly increased displeasure was clearly reflected in his tone.

Shen Sheng: "Go back to sleep."

Putting aside the idea of ​​whether he wants to take revenge on her, the appearance of her as a villain showing weakness first made him annoyed and made him appear to be even more villainous.

Sheng An'an also got up from the stool, his eyes were still on him, and his heart felt a little heavy.

Still walked up to him slowly, looked at him, and finally said "good night."

Turning around, he paused again.