Kiss!

Xie Pingsheng picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and walked towards the kitchen.

"Bang" sound.

Qin Rao hurriedly followed, only to see the ashtray smashed on the ground, and the ground was in a mess.

Xie Pingsheng squatted on the ground and wiped it with a towel, "Sorry, I'll be fine soon."

His movements were jerky, apparently not doing much housework.

Qin Rao walked over, "I'll come."

"No need." His hands were dirty, and he was afraid of getting her dirty, so he blocked her with his arm.

Qin Rao's eyes fell on his arm, and she froze for a moment.

Xie Pingsheng was suddenly alert, pulled down his sleeves in a panic, and said bluntly, "You go out first."

"What happened to your hand?" Qin Rao asked seriously.

"It's nothing."

She had a tough attitude, "Show me."

Xie Pingsheng didn't move, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a minute, when Qin Rao suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled his sleeve away.

Xie Pingsheng's arm was full of scars, one round scar superimposed on another.

The new, the old, the newest, the redness and swelling around the newest place has not yet scabbed, and the shape just matches the cigarette butts on the ground.

Qin Rao asked sharply, "What is this? Tell me what is this?"

Xie Pingsheng tore off his sleeves slowly, and smiled at her, "I did it by accident."

"Do you think I'm stupid? Xie Pingsheng." Qin Rao shook off him and stood up abruptly.

Anger and heartache were intertwined, making her brain dizzy for a short while, she swayed, and put her hands on the counter next to her to stabilize herself.

Xie Pingsheng hung his head, his Adam's apple rolled, trying to suppress his emotions.

He stood up slowly, and kicked the fragments of the ashtray on the ground casually with his toes, "As you can see, it has a little eccentricity."

Qin Rao's heart shook violently, and she turned away.

Xie Pingsheng kept staring at her, with tenderness and deep guilt in his eyes, "Don't cry, don't cry for me."

Only then did Qin Rao realize that tears were streaming down her cheeks, she wiped them vigorously, and asked him, "Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

"No," Xie Pingsheng quickly added, "but I will go soon, this week, or... tomorrow."

He was cautious in his words.

Qin Rao turned around and walked back to the living room, took out her mobile phone from her bag, manipulated it a bit and said, "This is my former psychiatrist, I sent you the contact information, go and have a look."

Xie Pingsheng nodded, just as the phone on the coffee table rang.

He walked over, took a look and hung up immediately. After a while, the call came in again, persistently.

"It must be something important to keep calling, you can pick it up." Qin Rao said.

Xie Pingsheng listened to her all the time, he nodded, picked up the phone, it was the company's business, saw her looking at him from the corner of the eye, he took the phone away.

"Sit down for a while, I'll be right back."

When he reached the door of the study, he turned his head again, "Don't go yet."

While Xie Pingsheng was on the phone, Qin Rao looked at the furnishings in his house.

The decoration is minimalist, and the color tone is very similar to where she lives now.

There was a bookshelf near the wall. She randomly picked out a book and flipped through it. The book was very new, so she hadn't read it much.

Hearing the door "click", she turned her head and saw Xie Pingsheng coming out with a flustered expression.

After seeing her in the corner, the panic dissipated, and Qin Rao even saw a kind of relaxation on his face after a catastrophe.

Xie Pingsheng threw the phone on the sofa and asked her: "What do you want to drink? Or coffee and half sugar?"

Qin Rao was silent for a moment, and then said: "Plain water is fine, I don't like coffee anymore."

Xie Pingsheng heard what she meant, smiled self-deprecatingly, opened the cupboard and took out a cup.

"Xie Pingsheng," Qin Rao continued behind him, "The past is the past, everyone should look forward."

Xie Pingsheng's hands trembled, and the back of his hands were flushed by the boiling water, which turned red immediately.

As if he didn't realize it, he withdrew his hand after a long time, "You don't have anything else to say to me?"

Qin Rao said: "Yes, live a good life in the future."

"clang!"

Xie Pingsheng put half of the water on the counter, and took a deep breath while supporting the counter with both hands, "What? Do you think I've affected your relationship? I shouldn't have interfered with you, have I?"

"I didn't say that." Qin Rao said flatly.

Xie Pingsheng: "So what is the purpose of your coming today? See how miserable I am living now?"

Smoking, drinking, and even self-mutilation seemed the only way to make him feel alive.

Qin Rao bit her lower lip, "I see, I'm really in a mess, it's different from the Xie Pingsheng in my memory."

The corner of Xie Pingsheng's mouth curled up, slightly sneering, "What about you? You're the one who keeps reminding me that you've changed. If you've changed, why can't I?"

The atmosphere seemed to turn into tit for tat in an instant.

Qin Rao said coldly: "Then you have changed for the better! What are you doing now?"

She knew that he seemed to have got into a dead end, and he trapped himself in it and refused to come out.

"Do you think I want to?" Xie Pingsheng roared out suddenly.

He turned around, with gloom in his brows and eyes, "I climbed desperately, in order to come back to you sooner, no one told me about your situation, no one told me damn you already have someone else in your heart!"

Qin Rao smiled faintly, "Otherwise? If you leave without saying goodbye, should I wait for an invisible result? Xie Pingsheng, please understand that we were not together at all."

"But...why don't you wait for me anymore?"

Xie Pingsheng paused every word, and there was a bitterness in his eyes that was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.

It's only two months, he only came back two months late, God knows how regretful he is, why try harder?

He turned his head, stared at the water on the table and whispered:

"Do you think I don't want to contact you? If I contact you, my mother will suppress you even more and do everything possible to make you never get up."

He continued: "I tried my best to climb up, and now I finally have the ability to compete with her, but why the hell can't you wait for me anymore?!"

Qin Rao was shocked. He has always restrained himself and returned to courtesy, and is a peaceful person. It is rare to see him angry or angry.

But now his face is full of sadness and anger, which means that his emotions are on the verge of losing control.

That big sunny boy seems to be gone forever.

The whole house fell silent in an instant, only Xie Pingsheng was breathing deeply.

He took a few deep breaths, raised his hand to press his forehead, and suddenly waved his hand, swinging the water glass on the table against the wall.

The cup shattered in response, and the flying fragments scattered, one of which just brushed against the back of Qin Rao's hand.

Xie Pingsheng woke up suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "One by one..."

Qin Rao retracted her hand, avoided his hand, and took a step back.

"I'm sorry." Xie Pingsheng apologized in a low voice, "Yi Yi, I'm sorry, can you show me? I didn't mean it."

Qin Rao pursed her lips, "No need, I didn't come to quarrel with you, I've already said what I need to say, I hope you will be well in the future."

Before Xie Pingsheng could speak, Qin Rao picked up the bag on the sofa and left.

When she reached the door, Xie Pingsheng suddenly called her to stop.

"If I hadn't left at the beginning, or if I had come back earlier, wouldn't we... be together?"

"No," she just opened the door a gap when footsteps sounded behind her.

Xie Pingsheng came over, wanted to pull her, but withdrew his hand, "Then did you ever like me, even just a little bit?"