Chapter 203

Chi Huan looked at him and said, "OK."

The tight eyes of men are slow, and their bodies are no longer so tense.

He picked her up, started the engine and turned on the heat in the car.

Chi Huan looks out of the window. The sky is low and gloomy, but the car is warm and quiet. The drizzle and cold wind are blocked outside the car.

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When I came back to the villa, it was already in the evening. The winter was already short. It was very early and dark, especially in rainy days.

In the villa, the lights are bright and the heating is on, which is more comfortable than in the car.

After changing shoes and going in, Li Ma brought a cup of hot tea to her eyes. "Miss Chi, it's cold. You'll feel more comfortable with a cup of hot tea. It's been a while since you made it. It shouldn't be hot now."

Chi Huan took it over and said, "thank you, mom Li."

She took a few sips. "I'll take a bath first."

Mo Shi looked down at her face with humble eyes, "OK, wash it and eat."

She nodded and slowly went upstairs holding the cup.

The man stands under the bright light, the figure is straight, the handsome face under the short hair has almost no expression, only a pair of eyes closely follow that figure.

Until she completely disappeared in the field of vision, she took back her sight, turned to the kitchen, and said lightly, "let the chef finish the dishes. I'll make dinner today."

Chi Huan put the hot water in the bathtub, took off her clothes and soaked herself in the water.

When the warm white mist of hot water wrapped around the nerve endings of the whole body, she felt her body because of the long time outside, the temperature is very low.

The chill that had attacked her dissipated a lot in the warm hot water.

Chi Huan sits in the water with her knees in her arms, sleepily closing her eyes, and wants to have a rest in the warm heat.

After making dinner, moshiqian went upstairs to ask the woman who had not come down for a long time to eat. He pushed open the bedroom door and saw the woman sitting on the sofa with her knees bent against her back.

She was wearing a plain sweater, her long, half dry hair was wet and loose. She did not read a book, nor read an iPad or a notebook. Her eyes were staring out of the window at the rain.

He walked straight to her, attached himself to her, held her directly, and put his face on her delicate and soft face. In a hoarse voice, he said, "have dinner."

Chi Huan looks back at him and nods, "OK."

Mo Shiqian stands straight and reaches for her.

She looked at the big, bony hand that stretched out before her eyes. She put her hand on it, put her feet in the indoor mop, and then stood up.

Mo Shiqian made a table of dishes, and two people had more than enough to eat.

A meal was very quiet, Chi Huan ate very slowly, it even seemed that there was a kind of strange serious, like a serious taste.

The man accommodates her speed, also eats very slowly, but he is absent-minded slow.

About that, her attention is on the food, and his attention is on her.

The whole process was quiet and peaceful.

After dinner, Chi Huan sat on the sofa, holding the tea made by Li Ma. The wall of the cup was a little hot, but it warmed the whole palm and fingers.

She looked down at the thin mist floating on the water.

The rain outside seems to be getting heavier and heavier. You can also hear the patter in the room.

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while not far behind her, but walked over.

He went to the coffee table, picked up the remote control, looked down at the woman who was staring at her. "Happy, let's watch TV, huh?"

In fact, in today's Internet age, the middle-aged and elderly people prefer TV, while the younger generation, who want to watch anything, directly look for it on the Internet.

But the television has a kind of advantage that notebook can't compare with, it is lively.

Even if there are advertisements, there is a sense of lively popularity.

As soon as Chi Huan is quiet, the whole villa seems to be quiet.

"Don't open it," she said slowly, holding the glass and looking up at him. "I want to talk to you."

The man holds the remote control hand, the fingers gradually become stiff, and then the stiffness spreads to the whole body.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Mo Shiqian leaned slightly, put the remote control back, and then sat down on a single sofa beside him.

Unlike the casual and home-based clothes she wears, the men still wear sweaters in overcoats, dark gray, light V neck, a bit of noble childlike elegance, but more calm and gloomy.

"Well," he said, with clean voice lines, like a stream in late autumn, cool and clear, eyes like an abyss staring at her quietly, slowly and methodically, "I will listen to what you want to say, and I will do what you want me to do. Your father's death is really because of me, the source is me, and also because of my poor protection. I know that you are sad and blame yourself , very depressed, if you blame me, you can vent, it doesn't matter if you ignore me... "The chef has already come home from work. Li Ma, the only one who lives in the villa with them, doesn't know where to work. The living room is quiet, which makes the man's voice more and more low and gentle. "Except for breaking up, everything else is OK."

Obviously, she said to chat, but she didn't say anything, so he said so much first.

Chi Huan looks at his face, lifts his lips and smiles, "listen to what I want to say, and do whatever I ask you to do But I haven't opened my mouth yet. You can't tell me to break up. How could you do that? "

The typical desire to suppress the first Yang, clearly bullying is not in the surface, but clearly buried in the bones of the strong.

When Mo modestly collected the Mou color of a little bit of set off billows, low dumb voice becomes tight, "you want to break up?"

Chi Huan looks at him. Some emotions are choked in his throat. He can't swallow them and spit them out.

"I didn't blame you or you It's not your fault, "she said with a smile as she looked at the tea, which was no longer hot." I made the choice by myself. Of course, the result is my own responsibility. It's not your fault. "

Who is to blame?

She doesn't know who to blame, Lawrence?

She put the water cup on the tea table and twisted her fingers. "I These days I'm tired, confused and confused I don't know how to face myself, so I don't know How to face you... "

"So?"

A man's eyes are fixed on her, does she still want to break up?

If she had to break up

This sentence rolled through his mind, bringing waves and a little uncontrollable panic.

But at once he calmed down, and his mind was clear and cold.

He won't share, no matter what.

Chi Huan looks into his eyes and opens his mouth several times without making a sound. At last, he says softly, "I want to be quiet..."