Chi Huan looked at him. He looked very ordinary, as if he could not see that she was angry.

Pushing him away, she walked into the bathroom barefoot and sulky.

After taking a shower and wearing a bathrobe, the man was no longer in the bedroom. She closed the door, turned out her clothes and put them on. Then she adjusted her long hair in the mirror.

In the past, white skin, inexplicably appears particularly bloody, white and transparent red.

Mo Shiqian is cooking noodles in the kitchen. She goes to the door, pulls her face and asks, "I want to pack my things. Do you have any boxes?"

He is tall and tall, wearing a simple dark grey sweater. Even standing in the kitchen, he has no smoke-free anger. "Don't clean it up. It's just for buying and using in the future. Just leave it here."

"No, I'll take it."

The man looked sideways and said, "are you short?"

She was speechless, and of course she was.

"If you want or like it, I'll get it for you."

Chi Huan, "..."

To leave her things here means that she will live again in the future.

But she also felt that she had to make a fuss to take away, and she seemed to be trying to cover up something, which was not very important at all, and she did not lack it.

So she folded back and took the bag she bought that day. Then she picked up some lipsticks she liked and threw them in. The other clothes were put in the cloakroom. The skin care products and cosmetics were also put away in the box.

When eating noodles, she would bow her head and eat noodles silently.

Put on a posture of ignoring him.

But She didn't feel much about his influence.

He didn't even seem to notice that everything was as usual, not to mention that he was not a talkative man.

He can only say a few words to coax her when he wants to have sex with her.

In the underground parking lot, Mo Shiqian drove her back in her car and opened the door for her as usual.

She wrung eyebrow, stuffy way, "my home community outside those reporters how to do?"

Man light way, "already dealt with."

Chi Huan, "..."

When did it happen?

She had some dark speculations about whether the man would like her to leave early.

The car drove down to her apartment building. As expected, there was no trace of the reporter. Chi Huan remembered what happened in 1999 last night. This man's ability is much more than she imagined. What is it to deal with several reporters.

However, I didn't come back for several days, and the silence from the pavement seemed to be stained with a layer of dust.

The man's deep quiet black eyes looked down at her, and his voice was still low, "let the servants of the Chi family come to clean up the room for you and then cook, eh?"

She sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Mo Shi Qian seems not to care, raised his hand to touch her head, quiet way, "you rest at home, I come over at night."

…………

After he left, Chi Huan sat alone in the familiar sofa, holding her familiar pillow in a daze.

Living in Xishan mansion for three days is like a dream. It may be absurd, but it is enough for her to escape for a short time.

To return here is to return to reality.

Looking up, the bunch of roses on the table had already begun to wither when she left, if it had withered completely.

When Chi Huan opens her notebook in the study to check the script of the mailbox, her mobile phone suddenly vibrates.

She looked up and saw that on the screen, there were three words "Moxi".

Chi Huan looked at the blue brocade box next to the notebook, or reached out to pick up the mobile phone, sliding to answer.

"Chi Huan."

Mossy's voice was hoarse and unexpected. Maybe she didn't expect to answer the phone suddenly, so that she didn't know what to say.

She stares at the screen of notebook, light way, "do you want me to have something to do?"

"Where are you now?"

"I went home."

After a moment's silence, the man asked at the other end, "can you come out and meet me?"

Chi Huan fingered the brocade box and agreed without hesitation, "yes."

Therefore, Moxi reported the time and place over there. At noon, he made an appointment in a western restaurant.

"Good."

…………

At noon, the western restaurant, more hidden seats.

By the time Chi Huan arrived, Moxi had already arrived. He was looking out of the window at the river scenery. He did not look back until the bag was placed on the table and made a slight noise.

The woman is plain and clean, wearing a low-key black coat, Beige Scarf buried in her face, still with a pair of large brown sunglasses, long hair also tied up.

After sitting down, she took off her scarf and sunglasses.

It's just a few days, but goodbye seems to be months away.

She only put on a simple light make-up, but her complexion is indescribable. There is no sadness in her eyebrows and eyes. She is clean and clean. She is a little less charming and more quiet.On the contrary, although he is still beautiful, his warm brows are shrouded in a layer of lingering haze, and even some are distracted and haggard.

"What can I do for you?"

Morse looked at her and asked, "where do you live these days?"

Chi chuckled, "you came out specially, didn't you just ask about this?"

He looked at her for a while, then light way, "sister Yao said that this period of time everyone can not contact you, also do not know where you are, worried about you will have an accident."

"I'm fine. I just want to be quiet for a while."

Moxi looked at her deeply and said slowly, "that day you left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to say sorry to you, Chi Huan, I'm sorry."

He actually said that in church.

But she disappeared these days, his apology and crazy breeding a lot.

He couldn't even get used to it. She suddenly disappeared from his life. She was ready to spend her life together.

I can't say much pain, but I'm not used to it. It's empty.

He calls her a few times a day, but she never answers. Today, she suddenly promised to meet him He was also unexpected, he thought she would never again appear in front of him.

Chi Huan understated, "it's over."

Then she put the bag on her knee, opened the buckle, took out the blue brocade box from inside, and moved it to his front with her finger, "I won't sort out all the other things you gave me and give it back to you, but the ring is different. I'll give it back to you."

Some things don't have to be returned, but some things can't be collected.

Because it's a wedding ring and because it's a nine carat diamond.

You don't have to roll it back to me

She chuckled, "specially? I thought you had something to do with me. "

In fact, she promised him to come out to meet mainly to return the ring.

But she did not repel him, because she was at home for the time being.

Mosey looked at the ring box and looked up to say something -

click and the white light flashed.

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