Time and you are my fault

Shi Yi was taken aback for a while, quietly looking into his honest eyes.

Those eyes, dark and deep, contained countless emotions that she couldn't understand.

Want to explore, but also want to... possess.

But she was afraid that it wasn't her, and she couldn't possess it.

Women are such strange creatures. They know that some questions are pursued too deeply and hurt themselves, but they can't help the restlessness and curiosity in their hearts.

Emotions pull the mind, and the mind drives the body.

It's contradictory and sad.

There is a saying that if you have never owned something, you have already lost it thousands of times.

It can't be more correct to describe her now.

She has never had this man for 1 minute, but every time she looks at him, she feels that she has lost it thousands of times.

In fact, looking closely, Zong Yanzu's appearance really possesses the magic power that makes women sink in a second.

The low-key and indifference exuded by an adult man are blended with each other. With a casual glance, people can't move their eyes away.

So she could understand that little rich woman's hatred for her.

If he falls in love, then he is beyond redemption.

She didn't give Zong Yanzu any response, but lowered her head again.

The two ate quietly until the waiter delivered the food.

She ate very little, and it took a long time to chew a mouthful of steamed dumplings.

"Zong Yanzu, can you tell me about your wife?" Shi Yi asked suddenly.

She couldn't even explain what she was thinking the moment these words came out of her mouth.

She didn't want to put herself in a situation where she could never recover, but her body opened her mouth uncontrollably.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

It all depends on whether he will continue.

The man holding the chopsticks froze, and asked, "Did someone tell you something?"

Shi Yi didn't hide it, bit his chopsticks and nodded, very frankly, "On the day I met Dai Yin, the little girl I met in the corridor."

The corners of the man's eyes tightened.

"She told me not to think about you, she said you love your wife so much that you even chased her after she had an accident, that every tattoo on your body was related to your wife, that you Now I'm taking care of my wife's property, saying..."

"Shiyi." He suddenly interrupted her.

I don't know if it was out of panic or out of guilt.

His face was a little pale, and the darkness in his eyes became more intense.

Shi Yi squeezed the chopsticks, slowly lowered his eyes, and the hair was blown from the ear to the chest along with it.

"Don't listen to others." His voice was hoarse, and there were emotions in his tone that he couldn't even explain clearly.

"Then I'll listen to you." She replied, looking at him frankly.

The room fell silent again.

Shi Yi felt a handful of sand stuffed into her chest, which made her respiratory tract ache.

She put down her chopsticks and smiled generously, her eyes full of sincerity.

"I admit, Zong Yanzu, I really have a crush on you, just like I did to my ex-husband back then, I like it very much, the kind of liking I can't control."

Every time she said a word, the face of the man opposite turned pale by an inch.

"You asked me to give you a chance to pursue me, and I gave it." She smiled faintly, "But you don't seem to want to be honest with me."

"The reason why I started talking about the relationship that I only want to sleep is because there are too many uncontrollable factors in you, and I am afraid that I will lose control."

"Now, I seem to have lost control, Zong Yanqi, let me give you a second chance, tell me about your ex-wife."

This is a second chance and the last chance for him to be honest.

If you don't say it, then the road ahead for the two of them will be very different.

Zong Yanzu also put down his chopsticks, without saying a word.

It's not that he didn't want to say it, it's that he didn't know how to speak.

How could he tell another woman about the past between him and Yiyi in a bland manner.

In every scene, he wanted a sharp knife to cut his flesh and blood.

Those pictures are tumbling in my mind, tumbling in every sleepless night.

"You don't say it, that's good." Shi Yi took a sip of water, as if to embolden himself, "From now on, we will be a pure employee-boss relationship."

She stood up, picked up her backpack and walked out.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a chair rubbing against the floor behind him.

The moment her palm landed on the doorknob, the other wrist was held by the hot palm.

His temperature instantly spread to every nerve.

Shi Yi turned around and looked at him calmly.

The man's eyes were extremely tangled, and he struggled painfully in whether to say or not to say.

"all……"

His voice was hoarse.

Shi Yi suddenly laughed, with undisguised sarcasm in his laughter.

She broke off the man's hand that was holding her wrist, and looked up at him, "Your ex-wife's name also has this word."

Zong Yanchu was stunned for a moment, feeling a sap hit the back of his head.

"Zong Yanqi, don't treat everyone else as fools, you have called me by this name more than once."

Every time she said a word, his heart trembled.

"Are you calling me, or through me, calling your wife who you have loved for many years and can't let go of?"

Like the sharpest blade, piercing into the softest part of the body.

After the heart-piercing four years ago, he thought that there would be no more things that would make him feel bad, but now, his heart really hurts.

A few bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, his face was pale, and he looked at the woman in front of him.

"Shiyi." He spit out these two words from his thin lips.

Shi Yi raised his eyebrows, took a long breath, nodded repeatedly, and even raised his hands to block each other, "OK, I understand."

With her back to the door panel, she opened the door.

It was as if he was pulled away from a certain state in an instant, and his whole body was open and frank, "Zong Yanzu, this is it."

After finishing speaking, she walked out without looking back.

The light in the corridor is different from that in the room.

For a moment, she seemed to have stepped into another world.

And he was left there, all alone.

This time, he was the one left behind.

He can't do anything.

He wanted to go after it, but he didn't dare.

Perhaps Lian Shaosi was right, he seemed to regard Shi Yi as a substitute, it was unfair to her, and it was easy to play himself into it.

A prophecy.

He seemed to have really fallen in.