Chapter 282

Hang up the phone, I hurried back to the banquet hall, told my mother-in-law that there was something important to deal with, and got a consent that I didn't agree with. After that, I left Huo Qingchuan's birthday party.

Anyway, whether there is me or not will not affect. Maybe they are more relaxed after I leave.

I took a taxi back to Huo's house to get the key to Song Yu's apartment, and I changed my complicated dress by the way.

I didn't take a lot of things because I was in a hurry.

How long has it been since I came here? I looked at the familiar apartment building, but I didn't scratch it.

The property is waiting for me outside the door. I use the key given to me by Uncle song to open the door of Song Yu's house.

No one has been here for a long time. There is no breath of people living in this spacious room. Just looking at the decorations, I can't help thinking of someone.

The sofa where he lay drunk, the dining table where we had dinner together, and the green pineapple that Song Yu once liked very much on the windowsill are now completely dry.

After the property management, I left soon. I stayed alone.

I opened the floor curtain of the living room, opened the closed window for a long time, let the fresh air in, and injected some vitality into the home.

I put away the withered pineapple and put it outside the house with the flowerpot.

Taking out the tools, I began to clean up the house that might not be inhabited. From bedroom to living room, from kitchen to dining room, every corner, every inch.

Although I've been here several times before, I've never been so careful as I am today to get to the corner of this home. I can know the owner's preference from the ground where he lived.

For example, he likes cool things, so his room is all cool things; For another example, he likes to watch movies, so in the cabinet of the TV, I found a pile of sci-fi movie CDs covered with dust; For another example, he has been in poor health. I picked up many empty bottles or bottles with pills left.

After cleaning the room half way, I suddenly feel very hungry. The state that I didn't want to eat was replaced by hunger.

I put down my tools, washed my hands, and walked out of the apartment with my bag and key.

I remember there was a supermarket around here. With my memory, I found that supermarket easily.

After buying the cooking materials and the seasoning that I needed to add when I cleaned the kitchen, I went back to Song Yu's apartment with two big bags of things.

Since you want to borrow someone's kitchen, you should make something that the host likes, I think.

I washed the fish again. I poured oil into the pan and turned on the gas switch.

I've cooked this dish many times before, but my hands are still fresh.

It doesn't take long to cook for only one person. I hold the steaming rice and look at today's main dish - boiled fish, which is also steaming red on the table.

He likes boiled fish best. Is it really that delicious?

I put a piece of fish in my mouth instead of washing it in boiling water as before.

It's delicious. The fish is tender.

It's just that after it's tender, the spicy flavor will extend in the mouth and become more and more intense.

I couldn't eat spicy food. I quickly picked up the hot water in front of me to gargle my mouth. The spicy food was irritated by the hot water and became more serious. Finally, my tears came out.

"How did you eat such a spicy food?" I wiped tears on my face and said to the other side.

There is no one on the opposite side.

"I've been fooled by you," I continued. "I should have bought something else if I knew it was so hard to swallow." I put down the bowl and hung my head, letting the tears fall on the glass dining table.

I'm the only one here, so I can vent freely.

I lie on the table, let the emotion from the heart of the gap wantonly gush out, do not want to deliberately block.

Gradually, I cried.

There are grievances, reluctance, anger and nostalgia.

I don't know how long I cried. After calming down, I cleaned the table and went on cleaning the apartment.

After all the work has been finished, it's already more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at the new room, my mood seems to be a lot better.

Sitting on the sofa, I called Uncle song and told him that the matter had been solved. Uncle song is still grateful to me, as if I had done something great.

I just came to open the door.

Very polite with Uncle Song said a few words, by the way concerned about his health, I hung up the phone.

It's almost five o'clock and I have to go home. I stood up and packed my things.

Outside the apartment, I turned my head and looked up as if I was saying goodbye to this place.

The key should also be given back to Uncle song, I think.

Taking a taxi back to Huo's home, I met Huo Qingchuan and his party at the door.

Not seeing Shen Ruoci is probably the only good news I can find from this encounter.

He got out of the car and saw me. Instead of ignoring me as before, he stood at the door and gazed at me.

Being looked at by him with this kind of eyes, I feel a little uncomfortable and try to avoid his sight.

"Where have you been?" When he passed in front of him, Huo Qingchuan opened his mouth, and his voice could not hear any joy or anger.

I don't want to answer him, but if I don't answer him, Mr. Huo's indomitable character will definitely not give up. It will be more troublesome in the future.

After weighing it up, I answered him, "I said hello to mom. I have something to deal with." I said.

"What's the matter?" Huo Qingchuan asked again.

It's strange, since this period of time, when has he made such a thorough inquiry about my whereabouts?

I look at him, he looks at me.

I sighed, "I've gone to Song Yu's apartment. There are some property problems that need to be solved. I have the key."

"Do you have the key to Song Yu's house?" Huo Qingchuan's tone sounds calm, but in fact it is dark and turbulent.

I nodded, "yes, uncle song gave it to me."

"It took an afternoon to deliver a key?" Huo Qingchuan's tone was a little cold, still questioning.

I'm a little tired after working all afternoon, and I'm tired of being pregnant. I really don't want to spend time and effort arguing with him. At this time, we can only use the truth to quickly solve the immediate situation.

"I saw that there was no one living in the apartment for a long time. It was a bit messy, so I cleaned it up a little bit." I said.

Huo Qingchuan didn't say anything. I thought it was over. I planned to go back to the house.

Before I took a step, he said coldly again, "would you rather clean up the house for the dead than stay at my birthday party?"

Those two words deeply stimulated my nerves, I turned to look at him.

Although there is nothing wrong with what he said, I can't accept his rude remarks to the dead.

"What, am I wrong?" Huo Qingchuan didn't feel his words were inappropriate at all, and the expression on his face became more and more sinister.

I suddenly feel that even if I argue with him now, I can't get a proper statement, so I simply give up this idea.

"You're right." I said to him, suppressing my anger.

But what I admit is the fact that Song Yu is no longer here, but he understands it as another meaning.

"Late late, now in your heart, is that dead person more important than me?" Huo Qingchuan intensified and challenged my bottom line again and again.

I clenched my fist and remained calm, "No."

I'm really tired.

"Oh?" Huo Qingchuan close to me, "is it difficult that I still have some status in your heart?"

What does he mean? I look into Huo Qingchuan's eyes and try to find some clues to prove whether this man is crazy or not.

He must have drunk a little, and his mouth smelled of alcohol.

"You drink too much. Don't talk nonsense." I don't want to face you.

"I didn't drink much," Huo Qingchuan came to me again. "I'm very sober."

Unable to judge whether his words were true or not, I frowned and looked at the rogue man.

"But I still can't believe you," Huo Qingchuan said, holding my arm. "Let's go. There's another one in the evening. You'll accompany me to prove that I'm more important in your heart."

Drunk, this person is definitely drunk, I quickly judge.

How else could he have acted so childishly?

Huo Qingchuan and I stood in the same place and refused to go.

"Go by yourself, or let Shen Ruoci accompany you." I'm not used to his action, and I don't speak properly.

Huo Qingchuan was stunned. He turned slowly, "do you really want Shen Ruoci to accompany me?"

"I don't care who you want to accompany you. Anyway, I'm very tired now. I want to have a rest." I don't look at his eyes, still cold words.

"Hum," Huo Qingchuan sneered a few times and let go of my hand, "yes, I'm on call to clean up the mess for other men. I'm a wife who doesn't want to spend a birthday with my husband. What can I expect?"

His words were full of disappointment and ridicule, which made me have to fight back.

"In that case, my husband, who let other women hold hands in public, are you really so aboveboard?" I asked him.

It's always difficult for people to understand each other, but it's easy to hurt each other, such as us now.

"I'm for the company!" Huo Qingchuan looks at me with a strong sense.

"I'm paying for my kindness!" I also return to my own persistence.

"Well, you did. Why don't you go with me now?" Huo Qingchuan slowly approached me, his breath sprayed on my face.

"I said I was tired and wanted to rest!" I'm not mean to him.

"No matter how tired you are, can you clean up the hygiene for others?" Huo Qingchuan still does not give up.

"Because," I pause, "I'm pregnant!"

This is the last thing I want to say, but I have no choice.

Huo Qingchuan was not surprised when he heard the news. I guessed how he would face the fact through his expression.

It's just that the progress of things is always beyond my expectation.

He stepped back a few steps and threw ten thousand knives at me with a most sarcastic look and tone.

"Pregnant? Whose child is it? " He pauses, "is it Song Yu's?"

I can't explain anything, only Huo Qingchuan's cold eyes in my mind.