Shi Sheng goes over.
She wore slippers with soft soles and made little noise.
Ji Yunan's hand with the cigarette gave a pause.
Side head.
Looking at the time Sheng came out of the villa with his clothes tightly closed.
He slightly frowned, pinched the cigarette, straightened up and walked toward Shisheng.
As he walked, he took off his suit and shook it, as if to shake off the smell of smoke.
When the coat draped in Sheng shoulder, and considerate with the hand close tightly, "how come out?"
Although it's March, it's windy and cold at night.
Ji Yunan is also very thin. After taking off his suit, he is a long sleeve shirt of smoke gray.
Shi Sheng shrinks his neck and resists the cold wind pouring into his collar from all directions. "Why don't you go back to sleep?"
"Just a cigarette."
"Oh," Shisheng turned and walked to the villa, "then you go back."
He had already put out his cigarette when he came just now.
"Shisheng."
Ji Yunan didn't even think about it. He held her, and his eyes kept chasing her cold white face, "why do you want to come down?"
When she stood on the second floor just now and opened the curtain, he had already seen it. He saw her face suddenly turned cold when she saw him, and the curtain quickly closed.
tell the truth.
He never thought Shisheng would come downstairs.
Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."
Ji Yunan is waiting for her answer.
So strong and so fragile.
"I came to see you die..." when Sheng opened his mouth, sarcastic words almost blurted out, but when he touched his eyes, those words that hurt others and hurt himself could not be said.
Why not.
Now that we have chosen to stop here, let's end it completely.
Why use the identity of their victims, endless words to attack and hurt him.
She whispered, "go back to bed early. Kevin said you haven't been sleeping lately. You can't go on like this."
"Do you worry if I don't sleep?" He looked into her dark eyes and asked in a low voice.
Is that an inch?
That little softhearted, also completely scattered thoroughly.
If she was worried, he would not sleep for the rest of his life. He really thought he was an immortal and could do whatever he wanted.
Shisheng glared at him and pulled out his hand from his palm. "I don't care. I wish you were dead."
She angrily hurried to the villa, "don't follow me, I'm bored."
To Ji Yunan, she can't hate, also can't let go of the heart to love, but just, and reluctant to see his bad.
This kind of contradiction makes her want to leave more and more intensely.
I am leaving.
Seems to be able to get rid of this double days of suffering.
But Shi Sheng knows that unless she gives up Ji Yunan completely, or Ji Yunan will let her go completely. Otherwise, no matter where she goes, she will still be unable to bear him because of a piece of news or a word.
Escape is just an excuse for her cowardly behavior.
Ji Yunan didn't follow.
I don't know if it's her words or if he's really going to smoke outside.
The man stood in the same place and watched as Sheng entered the villa, slamming the door.
With that loud noise, the whole world was quiet.
He dropped his eyes, which were dim and dazed.
……
The servant hasn't gone to bed, see when Sheng full face anger of come in, "madam."
"En," Shi Sheng answered. She went up the stairs without stopping. Halfway through, she turned around and said, "if Ji Yunan doesn't leave in another hour, you'll clean up a guest room and let him stay."
"Yes, ma'am."
She was really afraid that they would have a quarrel for one night. If her husband didn't leave, she didn't dare to go to bed.
It's hard to stay up all night.
Shi Sheng went back to his room. This time, he didn't lose sleep any more and soon fell asleep.
Ji Yunan's clothes were thrown on one side of the pillow by her, on which there was his usual Cologne smell, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.
She doesn't know if Ji Yunan is still out or not, and whether she will sleep well tonight.
But no matter how to do it, it can't stop a person who has a heart of self abuse.
***
Shi Sheng had a good sleep and had no dream all night until he was awakened by the biological alarm clock.
Although she doesn't have to get up early now, she can't change her habit for more than 20 years.
She opened her eyes, staring at the white ceiling overhead, still a little strange and at a loss.