C120 Sleep and Not Sleep

Chapter 120

The night had grown a little darker. Tang Chu Rui looked up just in time to see the clock on the wall point steadily towards nine o'clock.

She put down the book in front of her, picked up a bookmark, and said, "I'm asleep."

One of the children in the room was restless. He kicked the quilt with his foot, and the words "I don't want to sleep" were written all over his face.

"Even if you don't want to, you still have to. There's no point in discussing it." She stood up and tucked the restless pellet into her blanket.

pellet moved his short legs under the blanket and after failing to resist, he silently gave up.

"Close your eyes first."

"I don't want to sleep yet." pellet muttered.

"I didn't tell you to go to sleep right away," she whispered. "I just told you to close your eyes."

She gently covered him with the blanket and said, "The first step is actually more important than the result. Just by looking at the result, you might think that you can't do it and you don't want to do it, because it's easy to plan for the future …"

She leaned over and turned off the light at the head of the bed.

"Living in this moment is the hardest."

With that, she turned and left the room.

After a few minutes, the sound of the pellet's snoring could be heard.

From the looks of it, he had fallen asleep.

She went back to her room and turned on the light. Her house was connected to the balcony outside. Now, she closed the curtains and pulled down the Wei Yi s that had its hood pulled over its head. Facing the mirror, she began to undo her bra.

Outside the window, Huan Jing was doing what he thought he would never do in his entire life —

Climb on someone else's balcony.

The place where Tang Xunli lived was not very high, and could be climbed all the way up from a nearby pipe.

An elegant young master dressed in a suit, a world-limited watch on his wrist, shiny leather shoes of unknown brand, a single item on his body that was enough to buy this building, yet on this quiet night …

The act of being a scoundrel climbed up the balcony of Tang's house with a groan.

He was still trying his best to climb up. Even his shirt had fallen off two buttons.

With great difficulty, Huan Jing climbed onto the balcony of Tang Moulin's house. Huan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, stepped onto the balcony's railing with ease, and pulled open the curtains with a "hualala" sound.

The moment he pulled it apart, he felt a bit of regret.

He was used to traveling alone and had forgotten that he was only here to take advantage of the thief. Since it was a thief, he had to keep a low profile. He would enter the restaurant after figuring out the situation.

However, Huan Jing was too anxious to see her. In addition, he still secretly treated himself as Tang Meng Rui's fiancé. He always had a kind of self-righteous feeling that his master had entered his own house.

Why couldn't he enter his wife's apartment?

He flung open the curtain, and the sight shook his hand. The curtain fell down behind him and closed again.

In the gap between the curtain and the door, all the images became a slow motion.

A slow motion of Tang's head, a slow motion of Tang's face with a surprised expression, a slow motion of Tang's head as she tossed over a pillow that slowly curved in the air.

The scene in front of Huan Jing's eyes was just too beautiful, too shocking, and too fragrant.

If he could choose his own background for himself, then the flames and smoke would fly in all directions. The roses would fall from the sky and fill the next scene.

When the pillow that was thrown over smashed ruthlessly onto Huan Jing's head, he suddenly regained his senses. He was a little dazed, and instinctively caught the pillow, his movements calm and collected. but the brain isn't in place yet.)

Huan Jing raised his head and saw that Tang Gu Rui had long pulled over a blanket to cover her chest, and the bra that she had just taken off in front of the mirror was still lying on the bed. It was white with a little lace on the sides.

Huan Jing's adam's apple moved. At this critical moment, he actually felt thirsty and wanted to ask her for a cup of water.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Chu Rui's face turned white with fright. She tightly hugged the quilt to her chest and looked at her with a vigilant and wary expression.

The look made him feel uncomfortable.

Or it could be said that the Tang Chu Rui that Huan Jing was hoping for would look at him with a different expression. The way she looked at him now was as if she was looking at a lackey who had broken into a room, afraid of being violated at any moment. Although his actions were not far off, the big difference was that he was someone with status.

He was her fiancé.

"I'll..." His words paused at the edge of his lips. "I want to come and see you."

Tang Muren hugged her quilt. With a face that had yet to recover from her shock, she pointed to a nearby door and said with a voice that did not allow for negotiation, "Get out!"

It was just two simple words.

Huan Jing had only seen Tang Meng Rui once before and was sent away so quickly.

For the first time in his life, he felt defeated.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" he asked.

Tang Chu Rui frowned, "What did you say? You and I. What else is there to say? "

Tang moved slowly, tucking herself into the quilt on the bed and wrapping herself up in a ball. She was not wearing much clothes, and the conversation between a naked person and a well-behaved and respectful person had more or less lost some of its grandeur.

"Who would have thought that the dignified young master of the Huan Family," she said, "would actually do such a thing? If you had come in just like that, I wouldn't look down on you so much. "

Huan Jing was helpless.

"I've knocked several times." Every time he did so, he was completely ignored.

"If today's incident gets out, how do you want the media to report you? Or, if you had.

For some reason, Tang Chu Rui actually said in a low voice, "If you were careless and fell down, wouldn't you have been half-dead?" Is it really worth it to climb up my family's balcony? "

After saying that, she felt a little regretful.

What did that mean? Could it be that she was worried about him?

Sure enough, Huan Jing's eyes lit up.

His eyes lit up beautifully, as if all the stars in the sky had gathered here. However, he was clearly overjoyed, yet he did his best to appear calm and indifferent. The corners of his lips curled into a tight line, refusing to reveal the excitement of wanting to fly down the fourth floor at once.

"You finally admit to knowing me?" "I heard you call me Young Master Huan just now, so can we not be so distant from each other?"

Tang Chu Rui did not speak.

Huan Jing had already climbed up to her balcony in the middle of the night. If she continued to pretend like she didn't know him, there was no point.

"So what if I know you? These are the past tense. " "I have a new life in America, and I hope you won't disturb me."

"It went over so quickly? Haven't you said what needs to be said clearly? " Huan Jing was not willing to let her off, and asked softly: "Why did you leave that year?"

Why did you take the check and never return it?

Could it be that it was really as Lu Wenzhen had said, that she had gone far with her beloved man?

He wanted this small and cozy house, but when he thought about pellet who was bouncing around a moment ago, his heart was suddenly viciously pulled.

He had too many questions he wanted to ask.

However, once these words were about to reach his mouth, he didn't know which part to say first.

"Why should I leave?"

What came to her mind was the past.

The white light on the operating table, the false message in her phone, the heart-wrenching pain of being pushed down the stairs …

The body displayed in the ward was more like a corpse that led to heaven.

She wanted to give herself a new life, not so much a better life, but a dead end.

She let go of many of the images in her mind like she was watching a slide show, but she could only say, "What's the point of staying here any longer?"

She met Huan Jing's gaze. "Before we came here, we weren't really husband and wife either, we were just purely in a contractual relationship, weren't we?"

"Is there a need to be so particular about what you do and what you do not do?" Tang Chu Rui smiled. "Isn't it normal to go our separate ways?"

Huan Jing's breath was stuck in his chest, not even stopping, there were many things that wanted to rush out, but once it reached his mouth, it became: "But to end the contract, we need to inform both sides, you're walking away too suddenly, this is a violation of our agreement from the very beginning."

Actually, Huan Jing did not want to say this.

But he just blurted it out without thinking.

Their contractual relationship began when Huan Jing gave her a lot of favors. For example, he helped her pay back his debts and gave her a lot of financial support.

He had lost his way, so it was reasonable for him to come over and demand for economic losses.

She pulled on a loose T-shirt and got up. She went to the side of the closet and rummaged through the drawers until she found an iron box.

Tang Meng Rui took the box and walked in front of Huan Jing and opened it in front of him.

Huan Jing took a glance and took a deep breath silently.

Inside was actually a pile of fragmented bills.

There were all kinds of colors, and they were all accumulated over a long period of time.

"Usually you have to pay the rent, take care of the child, and don't have much money saved up, that's all," Tang Gu Rui handed the money over to Huan Jing with a silent expression, "You can take it first."

At this moment, Huan Jing was furious.

"In your eyes, do I really need money that badly?" Huan Jing squinted his eyes and asked her, his eyes filled with danger.

As soon as his gaze fell, it inadvertently fell on Tang Xurui's chest. He was wearing a baggy T-shirt, but he still couldn't help but draw a vague curve out of the two points he had lost.