Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Those who were playing continued to play, and those who were watching continued to watch, and the little episode just now was soon forgotten.

"Was I protected by Shen Chengkun just now?" Zhuge Qinuo began to reminisce.

Everything was so normal. It was normal for the ball to fly around when playing basketball. It was also normal for the players to come out to save the ball. It was also normal for them to say something and make fun of the person after saving the ball.

But when all this happened to Shen Chengkun, Zhuge Qinuo's mind was in turmoil and he consciously imagined many possibilities.

"Maybe, in his heart, I am really different; maybe, he saved me in time because he has always been paying attention to me; maybe..." Zhuge Qinuo recalled all the interactions with him in the past two years, all the looks, and seemed to understand something.

This understanding made her heart like a leaf floating on the sea, or like a huge rock smashing against the mountain gate.

Should I show that I noticed that there was nothing unusual about him today?

"I shouldn't!" Zhuge Qinuo said to herself. She just wanted to fade out of his sight and make him withdraw from her psychological defenses.

She just pretended that she had never noticed that he was different towards her, or that he paid her extra attention.

But the more she restrained herself, the more she paid attention to him, and she even began to pay attention to him subconsciously.

She made an excuse, just like when she looked at Ye Mingyuan, it was just because Shen Chengkun was so handsome that he couldn't be ignored. At most, she could only keep the position where she wanted to look at him a few more times, but not a little more.

Again, what's the problem?

Even though Han Moli was present, Zhuge Qinuo dared to divide his gaze equally between the two without any scruples.

Zhuge Qinuo did not go to basketball activities anymore, and her life went on as usual. She knew that whether it was Ye Mingyuan or Shen Chengkun, to her, they were just episodes after she relaxed her mind in her marriage with Han Moli. They were just passers-by, no one would change for her, and no one could change her.

She and Han Moli maintained an almost morbid yet harmonious relationship between husband and wife.

They treated each other with respect, but they were no longer as close as before. Many times when they were both at home, Han Moli waited for her to finish work and wanted to get close to her, but he failed. Sometimes it was because of menstruation, and sometimes she said she was too tired. They would also quarrel about this, but they would reconcile tacitly the next day.

During the day, they still often go out together. At night, they don't have many dinners for two. But in everyone's eyes, they are a model couple, talented and beautiful, loving and affectionate. Including Shen Chengkun's eyes.

One day, Han Moli invited a big client to dinner, and the client's lover liked Zhuge Qinuo very much. For this business, Zhuge Qinuo, who had stopped caring about Han Moli's business, also dressed up and followed him. Because the hotel was in the city center and parking was difficult, the two of them parked the car a little further away and walked over.

Shen Chengkun also went to the supermarket with his wife to buy things.

From a distance, Shen Chengkun had already recognized Zhuge Qinuo, who looked so strange yet familiar. But he remained calm.

The two couples were slowly approaching.

Shen Chengkun glanced at Zhuge Qinuo holding Han Moli's hand, and felt a sense of loss.

But it only took a moment for him to put away this emotion. He just wanted to look at her carefully, in this pitifully short time, to look at her carefully, even half a second would be fine.

Zhuge Qinuo had loose curly hair, and wore a camel-colored lambskin coat. She held a handbag in her other hand and wore a pair of ankle boots. Her makeup was delicate, and she was still indescribably bright and beautiful under the dim light. Because she was concentrating on walking and didn't talk to Han Moli, she looked even more cool.

A second later, Zhuge Qinuo also noticed Shen Chengkun and his wife coming towards him, and looked at his wife holding his arm and saying something with a smile on her face.

But both of them pretended not to see it and neither of them showed any intention of saying hello.

Finally got closer.

"Han Xin's mother, what a coincidence!" Shen Chengkun's wife spoke, still as enthusiastic as ever.

"Yeah. What a coincidence." Zhuge Qinuo glanced at the bag in Shen Chengkun's hand, "Have you been to the supermarket?"

The two couples stood face to face, with Shen Chengkun standing opposite Zhuge Qinuo.

There was a special perfume smell that dominated the air around him, as if they were the only two people left in the world. He didn't want to care about Han Moli, and just stared at Zhuge Qinuo with a smile.

Her makeup was heavier today, and the eyeshadow made her eyes look deeper. Her eyes were clear, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, and her red lips were smiling. Watching her tilt her head and speak gently and rhythmically, his heart was beating fast.

At the same time, Zhuge Qinuo glanced at the two of them and found that Shen Chengkun was looking at her. Because of what happened on the court last time, she could no longer deal with him calmly. She was flustered for a second, and quickly retracted her gaze and focused her attention on his wife.

"Yes!" Shen Chengkun's wife said and took Shen Chengkun's hand.

"What about you guys? What are you going to do?" Shen Chengkun also came back to his senses and asked Han Moli.

"I'm dining with guests, and it's hard to park over there. Park over here and walk a few steps over."

"Oh, okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore. Just go now. We have to leave first. The child is waiting at home, and we are in a hurry to go home too!"

"Well, bye!" Zhuge Qinuo said to Shen Chengkun's wife, and then looked at Shen Chengkun politely. When she looked over, he was already looking at her. His eyes were so deep and heavy that he could freeze her in place with just one look.

She was somewhat shocked by the look in his eyes, and how he showed no restraint in such a situation.

I could only smile, nod slightly, and say to him softly, "Goodbye!"

"Let's go, goodbye!" Han Moli said while waving goodbye, holding Zhuge Qinuo's hand and walking forward.

Shen Chengkun watched the two people walking away, their fingers interlocked instead of holding hands. His heart sank, and he didn't come back to his senses until the scent of Zhuge Qinuo completely dissipated.

"Han Xin's parents are a good match, aren't they?" Shen Chengkun's wife looked at her and asked with a smile, "Especially when they put on high heels and their heights match, they look even better together, right?"

"This dress is too mature and not suitable for her." Shen Chengkun blurted out.

"Oh? Which one looks best on her?" his wife continued to ask.

At that moment, various images of Zhuge Qinuo flashed through his mind. In his impression, she never wore the same clothes twice, and each one was well-dressed and good-looking. Perhaps it was because of her that he fell in love with her again and again in his originally dull married life.

"How should I know? I don't come across it often." He answered guiltily.

"Which one of the ones you saw is the best looking?"

"I really don't know how I would have the time to see other people."

"Really?" His wife frowned. "Many fathers in the class like to watch her, but you don't?"

"Don't make up stories here. The more you talk, the more you go too far."

"Am I overdoing it? She always dresses up like this, isn't it for people to see? If not for you men, is it for us women to see?"

"Okay, why are you still talking about others? You only take 5 minutes to get from home to school and you wear heavy makeup every day."

"What do you mean?" His wife shook off his hand and walked away unhappily.

"I don't mean anything! I didn't provoke you or offend you, why are you holding on to me like this? What's the point?"

"You don't mean anything? What do you mean by being so sympathetic to her?"

Shen Chengkun didn't want to start a fight: "I'm not on her side, I just don't want you to get angry about something that's not true and affect the atmosphere at home."

When Shen Chengkun described Zhuge Qinuo as "groundless", his wife's mood instantly improved: "Okay! Let's go home and eat some fruit. Prepare it for me."

"Okay!" Shen Chengkun wanted to hold his wife's hand, but hesitated for a moment. He changed his hand to carry the things and put the other hand in his pocket.