Wife, I'm afraid of blood

In the dead of night, there was a dazzling light in the bathroom, and the rushing sound of the water seemed to be venting the indescribable emotions in Qi Qi's heart.

She raised her hand to turn off the faucet, slid along the smooth tiles and sat on the floor, uncontrollably repeating the scene of Xiang Qingyao calling herself Xiao Mengqi in her mind.

After sitting like this for a long time, the cold floor tiles were even warmed by her warm body temperature, and strands of drizzle began to drift in from the small window of the bathroom at some point.

The sudden rain made this already cold winter even more bitter, Qi Qi couldn't help shivering, stood up and walked out of the bathroom.

Qi Qi's eyes got used to the sudden darkening environment for a moment, and she subconsciously wanted to walk towards the bedroom.

As soon as she took a step, Qi Qi suddenly felt that the bedroom at the end of the corridor was like a bottomless black hole. She felt inexplicably frightened in her heart, and couldn't take any further steps.

Not long after, she turned around and entered the study beside her.

After a sleepless night, Qi Qi sat on the window sill and watched the sky gradually turn white. The night rain didn't last too long, but it really added a bit of chill to this winter.

This is not the first time she has stayed up all night, but it is the longest one she has had.

Thanks to Late Night's blessing, all the emotions that had been pent up in her heart for a long time were magnified and flooded into her heart involuntarily.

When did it start?

It seems to be from the time when I discovered the books and photos in the study.

Qi Qi walked towards the bookshelf in three steps and two steps, searched for the memory and took out the eighteen books from it, and looked through it again from the beginning like masochistic.

Just finished reading two books, Qi Qi suddenly laughed, it was a self-deprecating laugh.While she was smiling, the warmth and glitter from the corners of her eyes dripped down her cheeks onto the paper in her hand.

This couple's way of talking, and the unusual intimacy in the photo, seem to be grabbing Qi Qi's collar and saying, look, they love each other, deeply in love.

Women's intuition is very accurate, and Qi Qi is no exception.She wasn't so stupid that she couldn't see the clues, she knew it in her heart, she had understood it since the first time she saw this photo.

But until she secretly investigated Xiang Qingyao from a third party, even if all the facts were in front of her eyes, she was still on Xiang Qingyao's side in her heart.

Qi Qi believes in her, just like believing that the rumors spread in school are not true. She believes in her love for him.

Because the love overflowing from the eyes of the other party cannot be faked.

Qi Qi has always believed in this, and she is also defending Xiang Qingyao in her heart.The reason why the other party wanted to hide things about Xiao Mengqi from her must be because of her own reasons.

But now?

If it was said that what Wei He said to him shook his psychological defense line, then Xiang Qingyao's voice of Xiao Mengqi was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Qi Qi couldn't convince herself any more, Xiang Qingyao's love was not mixed with any falsehood from the beginning to the end, but the object of this transmission was not herself from the beginning.

In the bedroom, Xiang Qingyao didn't sleep well that night. She vaguely remembered waking up once in the middle, but she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

After being awakened by the biological clock, she stretched out her hand to explore the bed next to her, and the cold touch made her original chaotic consciousness suddenly return.

Propping up his upper body, he looked around the bedroom first, and even the bathroom was not bright at all.

Xiang Qingyao got out of bed and walked towards the living room and kitchen without hesitation, but there was still no sign of Qi Qi.Until she pushed open the door of the study.

She stopped breathing, and looked at the figure on the window sill, she didn't know what was panicking in her heart, she just felt a kind of sadness on Qi Qi that she couldn't explain.

Xiang Qingyao walked towards that figure, stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms.

The person in his arms visibly froze, and Xiang Qingyao frowned slightly.

When she just got out of bed, she was still warm, but Qi Qi, who had been blown by the cool breeze all night, had cold hands and feet.

Xiang Qingyao took her hand and held it in the palm of his hand, breathing on her hand like the other person warmed his hand on weekdays.

"When did you wake up, why are your hands and feet so cold?"

Qi Qi didn't answer, but just stared blankly at the other party busy.

Xiang Qingyao didn't ask any more questions. First, she hugged the other party from the window sill and put him on the nearby bed. Afterwards, she brought a pot of hot water and made a cup of ginger tea.

She poured some hot water on Qi Qi's instep, and asked softly, "Is it hot?"

Qi Qi shook her head, and she slowly put the other person's feet into the hot water.

"Drink the ginger tea, be careful not to catch a cold. It's not worrying for such a big person."

In the past, Xiang Qingyao's actions would only engender warmth in Qi Qi's heart, as well as the happiness of being pampered by the other party.

After drinking a cup of ginger tea, Qi Qi's body gradually recovered.

But when she thought that Xiang Qingyao's gentleness at this moment was not because of herself, her heart that should have been sweet now became extremely bitter.

After packing, Xiang Qingyao was about to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but Qi Qi grabbed her wrist.

The pain from the wrist made Xiang Qingyao feel a little uneasy, and Qi Qi's behavior was a little abnormal.

Before he could turn around to face her, he heard a cold and unfamiliar voice from the other party, "What is the relationship between you and Xiao Mengqi?"

Xiang Qingyao was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of Qi Qi's strange behavior after seeing Wei He yesterday.

"Did Weihe tell you something?"

Qi Qi seemed a little dissatisfied with her avoidance, and said in an impatient tone: "Wei He didn't tell me anything, I just want to know the relationship between you and her."

No matter how you explain to me, I will believe you, as long as you are willing to explain.

Qi Qi's hand holding the opponent's wrist tightened a little, and she cursed in her heart.

Xiang Qingyao hesitated. On the one hand, it was because of the dark eyes of the lover in front of her, and more because she didn't want Qi Qi to know what happened seven years ago.

Although Xiao Mengqi's death was not directly related to Xiang Qingyao, but because of their relationship, Xiang Qingyao always attributed her death to himself.

She believed that Xiao Mengqi's death was due to her own negligence, because she failed to be by her side when the other party was most helpless.

There is also Xiao Mengqi's eyes looking at Xiang Qingyao before falling from the building. Those eyes are full of fatigue, guilt, and reluctance. Of course, her love for Xiang Qingyao is the most important thing.

Those eyes often appeared in Xiang Qingyao's dreams, and also deepened his sense of guilt towards her late at night.

Xiang Qingyao didn't know where to start, or rather, she didn't know how to start.

Before waiting for her reply, Qi Qi let out a cold snort, and the other party's reaction was exactly as he expected.

Xiang Qingyao looked at her in response, Qi Qi's red and swollen eyes could not shed a single tear at this moment, but the disappointment in her eyes still ruthlessly gouged out Xiang Qingyao's heart.

"Okay." This sound exhausted all her strength, and Qi Qi's voice showed a trace of fatigue as if she had let go.

After that, under Xiang Qingyao's puzzled gaze, Qi Qi changed his clothes in twos and started to pack his luggage.

Just when the other party was about to zip up the suitcase, Xiang Qingyao grabbed her arm, "What are you doing packing?"

Qi Qi shook off her hand carelessly, and continued to move, "The school has a final defense these days, and I have to move back."

"You're lying." Xiang Qingyao dodged to block the door, looking at the person in front of her with burning eyes, "I won't let you go."

A sour feeling appeared on the tip of Xiang Qingyao's nose, and Qi Qi resisted the thought of wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in an almost alienated indifferent tone: "Xiang Qingyao, I'm really tired, you can let me calm down Is it? Let’s talk about it after a while.”

The word "separate" was undoubtedly a bomb, and Xiang Qingyao's mind was buzzing when it exploded.She hastily stepped forward and hugged the other party into her arms, tightly encircling the other party's waist, for fear that she would disappear in front of her eyes in the next second, "I can explain it! Don't go, I will tell you, I will I'll tell you everything! Me and Xiao Mengqi, me and her..."

"No need." Qi Qi interrupted her, repeating: "No need."

It looked like she was talking to Xiang Qingyao, but she was actually talking to herself.

You don't need to care about the past between her and Xiao Mengqi anymore, and you don't need to deceive yourself anymore.

Qi Qi broke free from her embrace bit by bit, and left here without saying a word.

In the elevator, she watched the gradually shrinking numbers on the display, and her heart sank slowly along with the elevator.

Qi Qi stood at the gate of the community and stopped a taxi with his hand.

Not far away, Xiang Qingyao didn't have time to change clothes, so she was wearing a nightdress with suspenders and the slippers she wore at home on the soles of her feet. Her smooth and fair skin was exposed in the air with an average temperature of only two or three degrees Celsius, and a layer of chicken skin suddenly appeared Pida, but still only saw the back of Qi Qi when he got into the car.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Go to X University."

"okay!"

The driver was a middle-aged man in his 50s, speaking a pure X City accent.

He drove towards the school in a familiar manner, and chatted enthusiastically with Qi Qi, "Are you studying in X University? My daughter is also in X University,"

"She majors in civil engineering. You say she's from a doll's family. Why do you want to learn something that a rough old man learns, right?"

Qi Qi responded, and the driver asked, "Sister, what did you learn?"

"Building." Qi Qi replied nonchalantly.

The driver snorted, "Aren't construction and civil engineering the same thing?!"

"Different."

Qi Qi is really not in the mood to explain to him the essential difference between the two professions. Fortunately, the driver is also quite discerning, and seems to have sensed the depression of the other party, so he didn't continue to ask.

The car parked steadily outside the gate of X, but Qi Qi had no intention of getting out of the car.

"Master, please send me to another place."

This driver has been running taxis for several years, and he has seen many girls who left with their luggage after falling out of love. Undoubtedly, he also classified Qi Qi into that category.

"Sister, listen to Uncle's persuasion, this young couple has to talk about everything, so that we can solve it better."

"And what if she lied to me?"

"You can't follow this man who lied to women, sister, listen to uncle, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, don't hang yourself on this crooked neck tree."

Hearing that Xiang Qingyao became a tree with a crooked neck in the mouth of the uncle, Qi Qi thought it was funny, and after chatting with the driver for a while, he forgot the pain in his heart.

The taxi finally stopped outside Xu Mo's community.

Qi Qi always had one of the keys to Xu Mo's house. She thought that the other party was still running around to make announcements, but she didn't expect that the door was not locked when she opened it.

"Who?"

Hearing the door being opened with a click, Xu Mo quickly stopped the treadmill, and was stunned when he saw the person outside the door.

Qi Qi raised a faint smile on his face, "Sister Mo can still take me in?"

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