I only said that I love me when the scumbag breaks up

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.The wind blew the wind chimes hanging on the bamboo forest in the yard, and the crisp sound floated melodiously in the air.

Wen Shixing did not come to the lobby to have lunch together.

He soaked in the water for a long time last night, and felt unwell when he got up in the morning.Liu Zonghe didn't go back to his room to sleep last night, he didn't know where he went.

The maid brought a ginger soup from the small kitchen, and the city lord's wife came to visit Wen Shixing in the morning.

"Young Master Wen, get up and drink some soup." The maid put the bowl on the table and looked into the back room.

Wen Shixing, who was dressed in white on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and rested his white and thin wrists on the edge of the bed. He only moved a few times after hearing the maid's call.

"Young Master Wen, Madam has boiled ginger soup for you, get up and drink some."

Seeing that he was awake, the maid opened the curtain and walked in.Wen Shixing was still lying on the bed, looking at the top of the bed with his eyes open.

His mind was filled with the images of last night, and the safe talisman that had been embroidered for more than half a month was still not found in the end.

Liu Zonghe's cold eyes on the bank were clearly presented in his mind, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.The maid stepped forward to help him up, and put the coat on Wen Shixing.

"Where did the young master go yesterday, do you know?" Wen Shixing walked up to Jiang Tang with a cape on.There is a light yellow soup in the small cyan bowl, and the strong smell of ginger is tangy.

Seeing that the maid didn't reply, Wen Shixing looked back and saw her standing where she was, rubbing her corners with her hands, looking unspeakable.

Wen Shixing, who probably guessed what was going on, turned his face away and stopped talking.

He reached out to pick up the small bowl and sipped lightly.The soup flows down the throat along the tip of the tongue, and goes straight to the stomach.The spicy taste spread in his mouth immediately, and he frowned slightly.

It seems that in the past few days, Liu Zonghe probably doesn't want to see him anymore.

When the ginger juice bottomed out, Wen Shixing sat in a chair in a daze.The maid quietly glanced at Wen Shixing's face, then stepped forward to pack the dishes and leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, the maid was knocked down by a brutal force and fell to the ground.

"what!"

The bowls and chopsticks were broken, and the maid screamed. Wen Shixing was so frightened that he immediately turned his face away and saw Liu Zonghe standing outside the threshold.

He stood with his hands behind his back, with a gloomy expression on his face, and stared coldly at Wen Shixing.

Wen Shixing, who didn't know why, slowly stood up. He didn't know why Liu Zonghe suddenly came to his room full of anger.

"Still leaving?" Liu Zonghe glanced at the maid with a stiff expression on the ground.

It was said that the maid was rolling and crawling, and the bowls and chopsticks on the floor were broken, and she was reaching out to grab them.

Liu Zonghe stepped forward suddenly and stepped on the hand of the maid.

Wen Shixing looked at Liu Zonghe with a pale face, only to hear the man tell the maid to go away.

Wen Shixing, whose heart was cold, couldn't help but backed away slightly, fear welling up in his heart, his fingers were pinched on the tablecloth, his expression could not conceal the panic.

"Bring the sword."

Wen Shixing was slightly stunned, he didn't understand what Liu Zonghe meant.

Seeing his innocent appearance, Liu Zonghe became even more impatient.He stepped forward, grabbed Wen Shixing's wrist, and looked at him fiercely.

"I said, return Jiang Zui's sword."

Severe pain came from his hand, Wen Shixing struggled slightly, frowned and said that he didn't know what Jiang Zui's sword was.

The man tugged hard, pulling Wen Shixing to his eyes, "Jiang Zui's sword was taken away by my mother."

"What does that have to do with me?" Wen Shixing's wrist was pulled so that a red mark appeared. The man was too strong, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

"It has nothing to do with you? My mother has always ignored the affairs between me and Jiang Zui. If you hadn't been a hindrance, how could she have taken away the sword I gave him?"

Wen Shixing was about to cry, he couldn't struggle with Liu Zonghe, so he raised his head and forced himself to look at Liu Zonghe, "I didn't tell the mayor's wife about the sword, if you want to come back, you should go to her."

Liu Zonghe stared at Wen Shixing's eyes, those clear eyes were always moist, no matter which man saw him, he couldn't help loving him.

But he is different, Liu Zonghe thinks he doesn't like this.

He thought of Jiang Zui sobbing at his bedside early this morning.

I went to Jiang Zui's room to rest last night, but Jiang Zui complained to himself in tears early in the morning.It is said that Wen Shixing asked his mother to take away his sword because he was too ostentatious on the stage.

Liu Zonghe was so angry that he didn't even think about it, and immediately ran to his mother to get the sword back.

"Sword? Is he even worthy of a little attendant? He'er, you used to be unmarried, and I didn't care who you liked to be with in the mansion, but it's different now, Yunfeng mansion can't tolerate so many gossips."

While cutting the peony, the mother casually refuted Liu Zonghe's request.

This made Liu Zonghe even more irritable, he went straight to Wen Shixing's room, and started questioning him without saying a word.

The man in front of him made Wen Shixing no longer able to find the shadow of the past. Wen Shixing was unwell today, and now he is not in the mood to talk about these meaningless topics with Liu Zonghe.

"I'll beg my wife to return the sword to Jiang Zui."

Hearing this, Liu Zonghe's expression softened a little.But there was still suspicion in his eyes. He stared at Wen Shixing's face, only to realize that the other's face was very pale, and there was a cold feeling in his hands.

"Can you let go, it hurts..." Wen Shixing said wearily, Liu Zonghe was no longer stubborn, and let go of his hand.

Wen Shixing sat back on the chair, and the two were relatively silent.Liu Zonghe was the first to break the calm, he said in a calm voice, "Are you still sitting here?"

Wen Shixing's body shook, the man was so impatient.A sour feeling rushed up his throat, making his vocal cords feel astringent.

"I see."

Wen Shixing got up, jumped over the broken bowl on the ground, and stepped over the threshold, "You want to wait for me here?"

The man didn't comment, but just looked at Wen Shixing lightly.

Wen Shixing felt blocked in his heart, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he nodded with a stiff expression on his face, and murmured good in his mouth.