Wife, I'm afraid of blood

Tang Ruihan wanted to make an appointment at a bar, but was rejected by Xiang Qingyao because he didn't like the noisy environment of bars, so he finally made an appointment at a tea shop.

The two were led to a private room. Tang Ruihan gave up his position, raised the bamboo curtain, turned sideways to let Xiang Qingyao go first, and then followed in.

Xiang Qingyao ordered a pot of Maojian. Anyway, she knew Tang Ruihan didn't like tea, so she simply didn't ask her.

After the waiter left, Xiang Qingyao leaned back on the chair, fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist, and said, "Explain what happened between you and Ning Wei."

Tang Ruihan cleared his throat, and from the time he went to the bar that night until he woke up in the hotel the next morning, he explained everything to Xiang Qingyao except for the memory of drinking the fragment.

Before that, Xiang Qingyao had almost guessed it. Ning Wei came out of Tang Ruihan's room that morning, and there were marks on his neck. Xiang Qingyao was not a child, so he could still guess it.

It's just that what she didn't understand was why Tang Ruihan insisted on pestering Ning Wei, did she really just want to be responsible for her?

"Ning Wei is a very simple child." Xiang Qingyao glanced at the bracelet on her wrist all the time, as if thinking of someone, her eyes softened unconsciously.

Fu raised his head again, looked at Tang Ruihan on the opposite side solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Although you are my friend, if you are only interested in her and want to have fun with her, then I'm sorry, I won't take her contact information for you."

At this time, the waiter brought up the soaked hair tip, and Xiang Qingyao poured Tang Ruihan a glass, pushed it in front of her, then poured himself another glass, and sipped it.

Tang Ruihan stretched out her hand towards the teacup on the table, and the hot feeling from her fingertips brought her back to her senses.

"Two years ago, you know."

Xiang Qingyao paused for a while before nodding slightly.

"Do you know the pain of loss?" Tang Ruihan fixed her eyes on the purple sand teacup in front of her, and her slightly red eyes were reflected in the light yellow tea.

Tang Ruihan looked up at Xiang Qingyao, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: "You won't understand."

I know.

Xiang Qingyao met her helpless eyes, as if he saw his shadow seven years ago in her.

The pain of loss, I understand.

Tang Ruihan breathed a sigh of relief, forced back the heat in his eyes, and continued: "After that incident, the board of directors jointly signed a letter asking my father to kick me out of the group, and the old man had no choice but to send me to England in order to protect me. "

Xiang Qingyao put down the teacup in her hand. Although she had heard about this incident, she had no way of knowing the specific details. At this moment, she was listening attentively to the client's narration.

"I go to the bar every night in the UK. Only alcohol can make me forget the bad things. Without alcohol, I can't even sleep at night."

"I like bars, not just because I love to drink. Unlike you, you like quiet, but I just need that loud environment to occupy my brain. Once I'm alone, alone in a quiet room, Those things are like a seed that takes root in my heart, sprouts, grows, and finally swallows me slowly."

Her voice trembled a little, Tang Ruihan stretched out his hand to hold the hot teacup, and the burning sensation in his hand seemed to be unable to conceal the fear and powerlessness in his heart.

"Yes, I like to go clubbing, go to nightclubs, like to flirt with girls, and hook up with good-looking young meat, I thought this would allow me to temporarily escape from reality."

Tang Ruihan adjusted his breathing, and the usual cynical expression disappeared from his face, and continued: "I have my bottom line, I will not have a relationship with others casually, Ning Wei's time was an accident."

Xiang Qingyao and her haven't known each other for a long time. Although they don't see each other often, as far as she knows Tang Jingxuan, Tang Ruihan, as her daughter, has a good nature.The other party explained it to this point, and Xiang Qingyao was willing to believe her.

"Even if you really feel sorry for Ning Wei, you can use other ways to compensate her." This is what Xiang Qingyao couldn't figure out.

"I like her."

Xiang Qingyao tilted her head, frowned slightly, looking at Tang Ruihan's eyes seemed to say: Because 419 fell in love with her?

"I can't explain it clearly, but after meeting her, my insomnia has been relieved. Can you understand that feeling? You have been trapped in the abyss, and you even think that you can't get out of the mud all your life. Suddenly a ray of light appeared..."

Tang Ruihan was a little speechless, she didn't know how to describe her inner feelings to the other party.

"I know."

Xiang Qingyao subconsciously caressed the silver bracelet on her wrist with her fingertips, and gently stroked the hollow pattern on the bracelet.

"I understand how you feel."

Xiang Qingyao repeated it again, and Tang Ruihan suddenly remembered the girl she met at the airport, and the words Xiang Qingyao said when she warned herself: She is mine.

Tang Ruihan was about to continue talking when a voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Tang."

A magnetic male voice came, the bamboo curtain in the private room was lifted, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in.The man was about 30 years old, wearing a gray plaid suit with a black tie, and the diamonds in the famous watch on his wrist reflected the dazzling light.

Tang Ruihan restrained his mind and said with a smile: "What wind brought Wei Shao here."

Wei He stood still in front of Tang Ruihan, the disdain in his eyes was fleeting, but Tang Ruihan had a panoramic view.

"I thought I had the wrong person, Mr. Tang, shouldn't he be developing in the UK now? When did you come back?"

Regardless of the sarcasm in the other party's words, Tang Ruihan still kept that faint smile, and replied: "I just came back a few days ago." After a pause, he finally did not forget to add: "The old man asked me to come back."

The corner of Wei He's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile. He lowered his eyes and noticed the person sitting opposite Tang Ruihan.

"Could this be Mr. Tang's confidante, how about I introduce..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiang Qingyao looked up at the man standing by the table.Wei He was slightly stunned, and Xiang Qingyao's shoulders trembled visibly.

Tang Ruihan noticed the strange reaction of the two of them, and asked puzzledly, "You two...know each other?"

Xiang Qingyao looked away from Wei He, and clamped her arm tightly with one hand.

"More than knowing"

Wei He glanced at Xiang Qingyao, then turned his head to look at Tang Ruihan, and said with a sneer, "Xiang Qingyao, old friend."

Xiang Qingyao subconsciously moved in the direction of the door. She bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and secretly prayed that Tang Ruihan would not ask how they met each other.

Tang Ruihan looked at Xiang Qingyao's pretty face that was gradually losing color, and her knuckles that were turning white due to exertion, and said to Wei He, "Why is Young Master Wei interested in drinking tea here today?"

Wei He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, and subconsciously replied: "Today there is an order, the place the client made an appointment with."

Tang Ruihan made an expression of sudden realization, and continued following him: "Then it won't delay Wei Shao's fortune, and I won't give it away."

Wei He's face was livid.

This is a see-off?

"Then don't bother Mr. Tang." Wei He turned and left the private room, and when he went out, he didn't forget to glance in Xiang Qingyao's direction.

"Aren't you curious?"

"What?" Tang Ruihan took a sip of the cold tea.

"Aren't you curious about me and Wei He?"

Tang Ruihan picked up the purple clay teapot at the side and poured himself another cup of tea, and replied, "I'm curious."

Meeting the suspicious eyes of the other party, Tang Ruihan continued: "If you want to say it, you don't need me to ask, you will say it yourself. Besides, the old man sent me abroad because of Wei He and his father. They have long thought about it. Kicked me off the board. I won't do things that make him proud."

"Thank you."

Tang Ruihan waved his hand, put down his teacup, and continued the unfinished topic: "Since you can understand my feelings, I hope you can help me."

"I think Ning Wei is a chance God gave me, a chance to let me be completely free. You are going back to City X soon, I don't want to miss her." Tang Ruihan's tone gradually softened, and there was a begging between the lines.

Xiang Qingyao thought for a moment, took out her phone, and pushed Ning Wei's WeChat to her.

Tang Ruihan was overjoyed, Xiang Qingyao waved his hand, and said seriously: "If you really want to pursue her, then go after her seriously. If you hurt her, as a master, I will definitely help my apprentice get her back." Fair."

"do not worry!"

……

With a ding, the door of the hotel room was swiped open, Xiang Qingyao kicked off her high heels, and half-lyed on the sofa.

Taking a breath, Xiang Qingyao went to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of whiskey, took a glass, and went to the balcony to drink it by himself.

There is a lot of traffic downstairs, and there are shining neon lights all around. The whole city is like a living heart, beating hard in the endless night.

Xiang Qingyao was half lying on the recliner on the balcony, the alcohol passing through her throat brought a burning sensation, reminding her of Wei He she met in the tea house.

It was as if a heavy hammer had been hit in her chest, and she felt a little stuffy, and Xiang Qingyao was a little shaken.

She was a little shaken, whether she should be with Qi Qi or not.

Tang Ruihan's experience is too similar to her own, and she can fully understand the other's feelings now.

Ning Wei is Tang Ruihan's chance, how could Qi Qi not be his life-saving straw?

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Xiang Qingyao was not drunk at all, perhaps because she had practiced her drinking capacity over the years.

The cool wind blowing on the balcony made Xiang Qingyao's mind, which was not confused at first, clearer, and what Tang Ruihan said to her seemed to echo in her ears.

……

"I will cherish the opportunities God gave me, and I hope you can accept the opportunities that belong to you."

……

With determination in Xiang Qingyao's eyes, she raised her head and drank the remaining wine in the glass, got up and walked to the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, it was a rare rain in city A, and a thunderbolt fell, Xiang Qingyao suddenly opened his eyes in the dark night.

Reaching out to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, he picked up his phone and checked the time.

It was past four in the morning.

I don't know if it was because of meeting Wei He today, Xiang Qingyao had that nightmare after a long absence, and now she has no sleep at all.

By accident, he opened the chat page with Qi Qi.

Xiang Qingyao: I have insomnia.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Xiang Qingyao took advantage of the 2-minute time limit to withdraw the message.

The author has something to say: the business trip is over, and it's almost time for Lao Xiang to go back.

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