Xiao Fengting called out to her: "no, we are not good?"
Tang Qing gently wrung eyebrows, Xiao Fengting holding chopsticks, "I just want us to eat together."
Tang Qing looked at him for a while and sighed softly. He didn't insist. He just said, "we can't finish all the food we have."
Xiao Fengting said, "I can eat it all."
Tang Qing speechless looking at him - do you think you are the king of stomach? It's more picky than anyone else.
Xiao Fengting gently smiles at her, "I just want you to accompany me to eat now."
Tang Qing said, "where are the fruits?"
"I'm afraid to frighten her. Don't ask her to come here. " He is very self-conscious, "I am not a good father, she has no deep feelings for me, there is no need for any hospice care."
For the feelings between people, he seems to see more thoroughly than everyone, but also colder than everyone else.
Tang Qing nodded: "good."
Since he didn't want to see the fruit, she didn't have to insist on bringing it to him. In fact, in such a family as Xiao Fengting, fruit is not liked by him and is not recognized by him. Maybe it is the best for fruit.
"Eat." Xiao Fengting smile, to her clip a piece of braised fish, "you like to eat fish, this for you to eat."
Tang Qing also laughed: "you want to finish this table today, don't cheat me."
"Good, good, I'll finish." He nodded.
The atmosphere was so good that they even opened a bottle of red wine and had a drink for two people.
I got drunk.
After dinner, Tang Qing and Xiao Fengting went for a walk on the road for a while. Because it was still drizzling, Xiao Fengting was not frozen and would soon be back.
He went to the bathroom to take a bath. Tang Qing went to Tang Ning's room and told her to go downstairs for dinner. At eight o'clock, Xia Ling chatted back. They chatted for a while. At nine o'clock, Xiao Fengting went to bed with him.
At 10:30, Tang Qing got up from the bed. She landed barefoot, looked down at the man sleeping on the bed and asked herself, "is it worth it?"?
But even she didn't know how to answer the question.
She couldn't be indifferent, couldn't watch him die like this, so she had to do it.
Do what you don't want to do.
Tang Qing put on his coat and slippers, opened the door and went out.
At night, Xiao's house is very quiet.
It seems that people feel the depressing atmosphere of this mansion. Everyone walks quietly and talks in a low voice, which makes the whole century old house look cold and humid.
Go upstairs, turn left, room three.
Tang Qing stops in front of a guest room.
Xia jingnian brings the team to live on this floor, and Xia jingnian lives in the third room on the left.
Man has not sleep, seems to be deliberately waiting for her, closed door, there is light leakage from the gap. She looked down at the little halo around her feet, and felt that the room was a trap, and she was the prey that had thrown herself into the net.
It seems that no matter what, she can't get rid of being controlled and humiliated.
Tang Qing closed his eyes, gently exhaled a breath, and then raised his hand, gently buckled three times on the door panel.
"Come in." Inside came the voice of Xia jingnian.
The door was not locked and opened with a slight twist.
Tang Qing pushed the door and entered, and saw Xia jingnian sitting in front of the desk on the edge of the windowsill, writing something at the desk, and did not look back.