As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

There is conversation.

He found that since returning from the hospital, Shengyi's mind wandered from time to time, so he waved his hand in front of this person: "What are you thinking about?"

With good intentions, she came back to her senses: "Oh, it's okay."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the empty fruit plate and headed towards the kitchen, "I'm going to cut some fruit."

The background sound of the TV continued. He turned on the faucet and stood in front of the sink to calm down.

The blade cut through the fruit, and the sharp cold light made him fall into deep thought.

He had almost forgotten what Beibei looked like.

Avoiders are accustomed to sealing up their memories, so that when they don’t think about them, they will not suffer pain and will no longer feel guilty.

No matter how many times he consoled himself, he couldn't ignore the fact that Beibei was no longer there.

He had almost forgotten what she looked like.

I almost forgot why she was not there.

The pain pulled him back to the real world, he let go of the knife in a trance, then recovered his senses and opened the drawer to find a bandage to bind the wound.

The wound was on the elbow, and it was just a skin trauma. After dressing it, he rolled down his sleeve to cover it, and cleaned the blood on the sink.

He returned to the living room with the fruit plate.

One very ordinary afternoon, he was looking at mechanical drawings on the computer with good intentions, when the phone rang, he picked it up casually.

Following the sound from that side, his hand holding the mouse paused.

Before the other party's question was finished, the expression of kindness sank to the bottom, and after a long while, he said coldly to the other end of the phone: "Where I move has nothing to do with you."

After the voice fell, he hung up the phone and threw it aside.

The phone didn't ring again until after get off work.

When he took the elevator upstairs and was about to reach the door of the house, his footsteps paused.

It turns out that the calm before returning home does not mean that everything is safe.

He looked over at the guy standing by the door with his back against the wall.

Song Qinyi heard footsteps, looked at him immediately, stood up straight as if embarrassed, and said a little guilty: "A Yan."

In fact, it wasn't until this moment that Cheng Yi realized that it was a useless effort to move house.

He even wondered if Song Qinyi had been sending someone to monitor him, or else he would have found him after moving somewhere else.

Apart from Lu Yang and Cen Guang, he didn't mention the move to anyone around him.

However, just a few hours ago, this person had hypocritically asked him where his new address was.

How could he pretend to be so innocent every time?

Shameless...

The annoyed mood in my heart gradually calmed down, and the real predicament buried under it was revealed.

He found sadly that the problems that cannot be solved by moving, even if he changed his life in another city, he still couldn't.

He used to think that if he hid far away, everything would start all over again, but now he realized that it was a self-deceiving joke.

After avoiding the inevitable, he still has to face it.

Negotiating with him kindly, the voice has calmed down: "I remember... I once asked Ou Baiqing to tell you that I don't want to see you again."

He paused, and his eyes fell on the flustered face of the man opposite, "Or what I said was ambiguous, what made you misunderstand?"

Song Qinyi's face turned pale for a moment, and after a long time, he spoke softly, "I know."

Sheng Yi spoke again indifferently: "Then what are you doing now?"

Song Qinyi stared at him blankly, but didn't speak.

It turned out that he also knew that he was unreasonable.

Kindly bypassing him, opened the door, and the door lock was unscrewed.

The stress reaction from last time is still vivid in his memory, he said coldly to the person behind him: "Don't follow in."

The door was slammed shut.

He didn't know when Song Qinyi left afterwards, because just after he walked in, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaning his back against the door and sitting on the ground with his knees hugged.

As the sky faded, the lights in the room were not turned on, and he sat in a trance all night until dawn.

I just felt very tired. When I got up, because I hadn't moved in my sitting position, my legs were sore and numb as if I didn't feel it.

Every Friday after that, this person would show up outside the door on time.

Except for the first few words of negotiation, she turned a blind eye to him after being kind.

In the evening, he went out to take out the trash, but the man was still outside the door.

After countless times of cold violence before, this guy is obviously the most unwilling to bow his head.

He didn't have the time to think about what Song Qinyi's change was for, and no matter why, it had nothing to do with him.

However, no matter how much he comforted himself, every Friday, when he stayed in the office, there was always something to delay.

Sometimes it's busy work and overtime, sometimes it's just hanging out in the supermarket.

But no matter how late it was, that person was always there when he came home at night.

Song Qinyi stood by the door, and would greet him when he came back, and if he seemed to be in a good mood that day, this person would even try to have a chat.

Good intentions do not understand.

From time to time, he would always hear reports from both ears. As Song Lan gradually delegated power, he felt that Song Qinyi should have been busier and busier in the past two years, but where did this person waste his free time? Can't figure it out.

On Friday again, he went on a business trip to other places. After a busy day, he stayed in a hotel at night. About midnight, he woke up suddenly, and then he didn't fall asleep again.

He watched the time pass by every minute and every second, and at eight o'clock in the morning, he finally declared the failure of returning to the cage.

Sheng Yi packed his luggage and went home from out of town, got on the elevator, approaching the door of his house, he saw Song Qinyi still waiting outside the door.

He froze for a moment, although he didn't want to admit it, but judging by the situation, Song Qin seemed to have stayed up all night, and the fatigue in his eyes could not be concealed, even though he greeted himself with crooked eyebrows: "Ayan, you are back."

58. Chapter 58

He remembered that Song Qinyi had a regular schedule, unless he was sick, no matter how late he went to bed, he would always get up at six o'clock the next day.

No matter how urgent it is, he will not stay up all night.

It turns out that nothing in this world is static. In just two years, this person has changed by a not a bit.

If it was in the past, if he dared to show him such a face, I am afraid that this person would have dealt with it long ago.

But maybe, this guy is so good at acting, maybe he's just pretending now, and he's just waiting for some time to get his revenge.

As usual, she bypassed him and opened the door.

Perhaps because of the momentary hesitation when closing the door, Song Qinyi, who was standing by the door, raised his head suddenly, his voice was soft, with a tone of discussion: "Ayan, I have nowhere to go last night, can I go in and lie down for a while, I am very sleepy, Also very hungry."

Gracefully holding the doorknob, he lowered his eyes.

He could feel Song Qinyi's gaze on his hand.

Then he heard the other party's more gentle voice: "I'm sorry, last time I held the door, I didn't expect you to lose control because of it. I was worried that something would happen if you ran out like that, so I hugged you... Don't be afraid, I won't mess up here."

Frowning kindly, he began to think of a question.

If he keeps expressing resistance, what will Song Qinyi do?

His previous lessons taught him that when this person runs out of patience, he will do whatever it takes.

If he has been unable to break into the residence, he will transfer to other places, such as the company he works for.

At that time, should he be blocked at the door of the company and ask if we can go home together?

That's really scary.

He let go of the doorknob in a daze.

Song Qinyi's eyes were slightly dazed, and he quickly regained his composure. He smiled slightly at Shengyi to express his gratitude.

Although Shengyi lives alone, the houses she has rented for the past two years are all equipped with two bedrooms.

He paused at the door, and was startled when he saw Song Qinyi walking to his side, then looked back at him, and quickly moved his gaze away.

There was nothing special about that room, the bed was clean and tidy, and the floor was cleaned every day, but in the open closet, there were some Beibei's previous clothes.

Shengyi quickly walked over to close the door, pointed to the next door, and said to Song Qinyi in a very calm tone, "You can sleep in the master bedroom. I have something to go out later, you wake up, just close the door when you leave. "

Song Qinyi was slightly taken aback, and nodded after a while, "Thank you."

This person doesn't thank others easily, and this time is no exception, he kindly knows what he is thanking.

With each other knowing what this concession means, they gave him the opportunity to be in the same room.

From Saturday morning to Sunday evening, he spent time in the hotel. He didn't go home until he received a farewell text message from Song Qinyi.

He swiped his phone to unlock the door, and when he entered the door, he raised his head again and was slightly stunned for a while.

After all, he had just moved, and the living room had piled up a lot of miscellaneous things before, but now those miscellaneous things have been tidied up and looked orderly. Even the empty vases on the dining table were filled with flowers.

He went in and closed the door behind him.

It was getting dark, so he turned on the light casually.

One of the lights in the living room was broken, and he would fix it when he was free, but it has been replaced with a new one.

There was a note on the refrigerator, "Ah Yan, dinner is here."

She kindly opened the refrigerator door, and inside was the prepared meals sealed with plastic wrap.

The ground from the dining room to the bedroom is spotless, and new slippers are placed at the door of the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom has been replaced with a new quilt cover, which is neatly stacked.

Everything showed signs of being passive. He subconsciously went to lie on his side and opened the door. Fortunately, there were none here.

He breathed a sigh of relief, went back to the living room, and sat on the sofa to let his thoughts go.

He really wanted to figure out what Song Qinyi's actions meant.

In the past, the so-called bowing of this person was based on reasons that he could not refuse out of reason, such as business gatherings, such as reciprocity, bit by bit to erode his psychological defense, make a plan and set a trap, all patience is waiting to be caught. On the day when he fell into prison step by step, he did not understand this man's calculations.

He thought that if Song Qinyi dared to do this again, he would rather die than make the same mistakes again.

But with this approach, Song obviously changed his strategy.

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