She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

The sky was gloomy, and dense gray clouds overlapped layer after layer, covering the sky.

The sound from outside the door was mixed with the sound of intense rain, as if the person who knocked on the door was excitedly talking to Huo Xingyu.

Ning Xiangxiang held the turned-out clothes in one hand and stretched his body, trying to see who was coming, but from this angle, he could only see Huo Xingyu's tall back standing inside the door.

Across the room and around the corner, the two men spoke in a low voice again, making it impossible to hear what they were talking about, only vaguely heard words like "marriage".

Ning Xiangxiang hugged the big stack of clothes, but still couldn't hold back, and asked who was here.

As soon as she asked, the two of them stopped talking. Huo Xingyu glanced at her, answered and went out, turned around and closed the door behind him.

Ning Xiangxiang looked blankly at the closed door.

She didn't believe what Huo Xingyu said about the waiter.

If it's true, why cover it up like this?

Who came to make Huo Xingyu lie, and even covered it up so that she wouldn't see it?

Ning Xiangxiang was puzzled in his heart, folded the clothes that had been pulled out due to rummaging in his arms, folded them for a while, paused in his hands, and suddenly remembered that he pushed her out of the door of Huo's house that night girl.

The sky was red that night, and the air was filled with the smell of humidity. The girl who pushed her wheelchair forward looked a little smaller than herself, but her tone seemed to be calling herself Mrs. Huo.

She looked at herself with slightly drooping round eyes, with a bit of complacency in the corners of her eyes and brows, and a smile on her delicate face:

"Huo Xingyu and I are about to get engaged."

"You don't have to feel bad. As Mrs. Huo, I don't mind your relationship. It's up to you if you want money or resources."

Is it her?

Ning Xiangxiang looked at the tightly closed door and thought in a daze.

Unable to see what the two people outside were doing, Ning Xiangxiang felt inexplicably anxious.

She couldn't find the source of this emotion in her heart, so she could only lower her head and continue searching for things in those clothes and drawers.

When Ning Xiangxiang secretly took the disposable clothes and slowly moved out of the room.

What they saw was that Huo Xingyu had come back from the door, and was sitting safely at the square table.

The wooden coffee table is full of all kinds of late-night snacks. Looking at it in a daze, there are everything from butter grilled shrimp to honey fried chicken to sauce crab.

Even if it was placed in a take-out food box, it was neatly arranged on the plate, and it was not made by the chef in the hotel. She looked blankly at the food that suddenly appeared on the table, and asked, "Did you order take-out? "

Huo Xingyu listened to her question.

The back of Chi Jing's angrily leaving just now appeared in his mind.

Carrying a bunch of food upstairs, but didn't even enter the door, it's really no different from delivering a takeaway.

And he hasn't spent any money.

This is a bully meal.

Thinking about it, Huo Xingyu nodded calmly, and her irritated mood became a little happier. She arranged the two pairs of chopsticks neatly.

Looking at Ning Xiangxiang's hands shrunk behind him, he couldn't help but feel amused, and said, "There are only two of us here, what's there to cover up, are you afraid of being seen by a third person?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to Ning Xiangxiang.

Choked by her calm words and gaze, Ning Xiangxiang couldn't answer for a long time.

Huo Xingyu was right.

Here are just the two of them, or two women.

It's just a disposable piece of clothing.

There is nothing to be awkward and hide.

But when she really faced the expressionless woman in front of her, Ning Xiangxiang felt an indescribably awkward feeling in her heart.

She couldn't find a reason for this.

perhaps,

Maybe it's because she remembered all the things that happened in those ten years, and because of this, she couldn't treat Huo Xingyu in an ordinary position.

Seeing Ning Xiangxiang in front of him blushing, and quickly stuffing the unopened square box into his hand, Huo Xingyu's lips twitched unconsciously.

But this smile collapsed in an instant when he saw the rather girly pattern on the box.

She was silent for a while.

Staring at the lace bow on top, Huo Xingyu already had the urge to turn around and leave without changing.

I even thought faintly of regret in my heart, I should have left as soon as I was rejected.

She wasn't dissatisfied with Ning Xiangxiang's taste or this kind of clothes.

It's just that it is always easy to fall into a period of painful confusion when people suddenly change their styles overnight.

Huo Xingyu was holding Mickey's short sleeves, ripped jeans, and this lace-trimmed bow...pants in one hand.

She began to have some confusion about why she came here.

It is not impossible for her to throw away these strange clothes and pants and turn around and leave now.

But looking at Ning Xiangxiang in front of her, she was unwilling to leave like this.

at least,

At least let her have a meal before leaving.

40.00% of this is because she doesn't want to leave, and the other 60.00%, Huo Xingyu glanced at the food on the table, thinking firmly in his heart,

The other 60.00% is entirely out of not being able to live up to the takeaway that Chi Jing came all the way to deliver.

I am definitely not a person who wastes food.

Thinking about it, Huo Xingyu clenched these clothes tightly, with a stiff expression, he stepped into the bathroom.

Ning Xiangxiang picked up a crispy spring roll with a fork, put it in his mouth and took half a bite.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Huo Xingyu getting up and walking towards the bathroom, holding her clothes in his slender hands.

The trousers were scattered with the arc of the hand swinging back and forth.

At once, Ning Xiangxiang could clearly see the deliberate artificial wear on the thighs and knees of the trousers.

She looked at the broken hole and fell silent, her hand holding the fork paused.

Thousands of emotions rose in her heart.

Why didn't you shake it off and take a look when you took the pants.

With so many pairs of trousers, why did he get the only pair of trousers with holes?

She wanted to ask Huo Xingyu if he wanted to change it, but her eyes fell on that pretty face, and she saw Huo Xingyu's expression remained the same as usual, and she couldn't see any sign of unwillingness.

Huo Xingyu took the clothes very neatly and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, I heard the sound of water coming from the door.

Ning Xiangxiang looked at the closed door, sighed inwardly, and poked another fried yam into his mouth.

During Huo Xingyu's bath time.

She ate a sumptuous supper alone, and then performed the script several times in front of the mirror.

Looking at himself in the mirror who kept saying his lines and acting out the plot over and over again, Ning Xiangxiang couldn't help being distracted in the middle of the performance.

Her eyes wandered from the mirror to the closed door of the bathroom.

The sound of water inside stopped long ago, but Huo Xingyu still didn't come out.

The longer time passed, the more Ning Xiangxiang had to care and think about it.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and it was 8:30.

She looked at the door suspiciously. Huo Xingyu counted from the moment he entered, at least an hour and a half.

Is this a bath?

No matter how you wash it off, the skin will be bald, right?

Her thoughts could not help but wander.

Did Huo Xingyu fall asleep inside?

Or what happened inside.

Dropped the toilet?Or did she fall and knock her head like she did in her previous life?

This kind of thing has to be seen often in the newspapers.

In case Huo Xingyu really accidentally fell to his death, Ning Xiangxiang squinted his eyes and thought, tomorrow's front page should become;

[The rich man stayed overnight in the female star hotel, fell to his death in the toilet bizarrely]

When her thoughts wandered to the word death, she couldn't help but think of Chi Jing's words last night.

I don't know if he drank too much that time, so he uttered the words that slandered Huo Xingyu.

Can't breathe on the ground?

Ning Xiangxiang thought with a straightened face.

If she hadn't lived with Huo Xingyu for 10 years and had never seen any sign of such a disease in Huo Xingyu, she would have believed what Chi Jing said.

How could Huo Xingyu be sick?

There was no other sound in the bathroom, as if it was empty.

Ning Xiangxiang pressed the control button of the wheelchair and came to the door.

He raised his hand to knock on the door to see what was going on inside.

Huo Xingyu raised his hand and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe off the mist on the mirror.

Look at yourself reflected inside.

Wearing this strange Mickey short sleeve, there is an indescribable sense of disobedience.

It stands to reason that she should have taken off her clothes and sent someone to buy new ones, or she should have continued to wear the rain-soaked one.

but,

But this dress is filled with the breath of Ning Xiangxiang's body.

It was a good smell that she couldn't describe.

Wearing it on her body, it was like the warm fragrance she smelled when she held Ning Xiangxiang in her arms when she first entered the door.

Huo Xingyu looked at himself in the mirror, his beautiful facial features were superimposed with a lifeless expression.

When she watched Chi Jing leave outside the door, she didn't have much joy in winning the battle.

Instead, there was an indescribable discomfort.

She knew what Chi Jing said was right.

Even if she thought that Chi Jing was not very good in all aspects, she had to admit that Chi Jing was indeed a little better than herself.

What I like is always begging for nothing. There is never something I can't say, and there is nothing I can't do. Things like splitting legs and prying corners can be done frankly.

Huo Xingyu never thought that the word timid would have anything to do with him.

But every time, when she faced Ning Xiangxiang, she wanted to say something with emotional comfort or to express...a little bit of what was in her heart.

All the roiling strong emotions, all the words would be stuck in her chest, and she opened her mouth in vain, unable to speak.

Looking at the person in the mirror, she suddenly felt cowardly and timid.

Huo Xingyu has never liked anyone before, and he doesn't know how to treat the person he likes.

Facing Ning Xiangxiang and her sudden emotions, she could only stand at a loss as to what to do.

She knew she shouldn't be doing this.

But no one told her, and no one taught her what to do.

Even if she wanted to try to change, she didn't know where to start.

Is there a book to learn about falling in love?Huo Xingyu didn't know.

In this confusion, she felt like a river crosser stepping into the river by feeling for the stones in the thick fog.

In order to make herself look less embarrassed, she could only hold her self-esteem and pride to prevent herself from falling into the bottom of the river.

Hearing two tentative knocks from outside the door, Huo Xingyu was silent for a while, then raised his hand and opened the door.