you're kind of scary

Although it is only regarded as a hotel, the daily necessities in the room are quite complete. I don't know if Qiange came here in advance to prepare.For his previous proposal, Qian Ge was obviously surprised, she didn't give an answer immediately, and Hong Jiao Dong didn't press her again, but only asked her to rest well tonight in a soothing tone.

He went to take a shower first, and then went to the bedroom to lie down as usual, and couldn't fall asleep for a while.The person two high school classmates fell in love with was his wife who had been secretly married for almost five years. This fact came unexpectedly and was hard to accept.

If this incident had happened a few months earlier, Hong Jiaodong would probably be very happy, Qiange could find a home that made her happy, and he could relax.But not now, just hearing the words of Bao Hao and Lu Gu, he has the urge to disclose the relationship.The door lock suddenly slammed, Hong Jiaodong looked at the door in surprise, and saw Qiange opened the door and walked in. She had obviously just taken a shower, her cheeks were still flushed from the hot steam, her hair was He didn't blow it dry, but pressed against his cheeks and neck, even his eyes were wet, and just looked at Hong Jiao Dong.

Hong Jiaodong suddenly had a dry mouth, he and Qiange had never done it before, and they did have a physical impulse, but it was completely different from the current feeling.That uneasy and restless mood is like... a long-awaited lover.

Qian Ge stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly, and asked softly, "Are you still doing it tonight?"

For a moment, Hong Jiaodong wanted to nod, but just in time to see water drops falling on Qiange's hair on her nightgown, blending the light-colored fabric into dark circles.For some reason, he swallowed back the words: "Sit down first."

His answer obviously confused Qiange, but she didn't ask any questions, just obediently sat down on the edge of the bed, watched him dig out the hair dryer, and looked at him with a little surprise.Hong Jiaodong didn't know why he wanted to do this, anyway, he took out all of them, so he sat down next to Qiange: "Let me help you dry your hair."

Qian Ge sat obediently, letting his fingers run through her hair.It was obviously the first time to blow someone else's hair, but Hong Jiaodong was surprisingly familiar, as if he had blown Qian Ge's hair many times before.

After he turned off the hair dryer, Qiange's sitting posture was not so stiff. She didn't turn her head immediately, but smiled in a low voice: "Mr. Hong is very used to this kind of thing. It shouldn't be the first time to do this."

She said an affirmative sentence, Hong Jiaodong didn't think much, just said: "It's the first time." It was as if this kind of thing was very familiar in his soul, but it was the first time to actually do this.He got up and put the hair dryer back to its original position. When he came back, he saw Qian Ge was still sitting there in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of Qian Ge's eyes: "What's wrong? Go to bed early if you are tired. "So, don't do it tonight?" She looked up at Hong Jiaodong.

Hong Jiaodong didn't know why she was entangled in this kind of thing, but just shook her head: "No, you should go to bed early." Then he saw Qian Ge smiled: "Well, then I turned off the light." Turn around and touch the switch on her side of the bed.

Looking at her smile, Hong Jiaodong instinctively felt that something was wrong, as if the mistakes he had made resurfaced again, and even his heart felt the heavy feeling of being oppressed by a boulder, and his whole body became stiff with pain.

If you don't make it clear now, I'm afraid there will be no chance again!This idea clearly appeared in his mind, Hong Jiaodong grabbed Qiange's waist without thinking, brought her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

His breathing became difficult, his body trembled slightly, but he hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

As if it ever happened that he had let her go without explaining, wasted time and opportunity, and watched her with someone else.After finally having another chance, but because of his hesitation, he blindly hurt her until she was in danger, but she didn't hear him explain his intentions.

Only once is enough for such a horrible experience!How many times does he have to do it again?

The words in his mind could almost be called questioning, and his froze-frozen mind was dizzy, but he hugged him even tighter.

"Qiange..." Hong Jiaodong's breathing was trembling, "Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that you need to rest, so I can't make you work hard anymore. Also, blowing your hair is the first time , I have never blown someone else's hair... I have never had a relationship with any woman that exceeds that of a colleague, from the beginning to the end, I have only had you, and I have not even been in love."

It must be explained clearly, and all possible situations must be anticipated, so that she cannot have the slightest suspicion of him, otherwise, there may be no chance to explain in the future.

"I'm not tired of you, I don't hate you, and I'm not in love with someone else..." Hong Jiaodong struggled to organize his words, "I said that I wanted to take care of you, and I did feel guilty, but it was mainly because I wanted to be with you. You are together. Don't choose Lugu and Baohao, I still want to be with you, even if the agreement is terminated, I don't want to divorce you."

"Because... I like you." This sentence seemed to have been brewing for a long time, but it was very easy to say it.

The body of the person in his arms trembled, and then he felt something hot hit his arm, drop by drop, almost connecting into a thread.Hong Jiaodong immediately realized that Qiange was crying, he wanted to turn Qiange around, but as soon as he let go, she yanked his arm away and broke free.She moved so fast that she fell off the bed, and before Hong Jiaodong could pull her up, she stood up by herself, straightened up again, turned around and stared at him, her eyes gleaming :"you are lying."

She said in an unusually decisive tone: "Do you like me? You have never cared about all the accommodating I have done to you since I got married. Just because I took care of you once last week, you finally found out that I treat you well." , so you like me?" "If the person who took care of you at that time was not me, but a certain female colleague of yours, would you have fallen in love with her again?" She laughed again, very coldly, " I thought that for more than four years, even a piece of ice would slowly melt, but you didn't, your attitude obviously hasn't changed during this period, but since last week, it suddenly changed, isn't it ridiculous?"

"In the past four years, if you have slowly changed your attitude towards me, sent me text messages or called me, you would take the initiative to ask me about my time, cooperate with my work, or ask about my private life. Get to know me better... If you say you like me now, I'm afraid I'll respond to you with joy, and it's fine if you want me to be a secret wife for the rest of my life."

"But it's not right now." Her tone weakened, she reached out her hand to hold her forehead, and her figure swayed slightly. It was obvious that the previous weakness had surged up again, but she still stubbornly stayed away from him until her back leaned against the wall , "You seem to be looking at someone else through me... In this case, I am too pitiful..."

She couldn't even stand still, and as soon as her knees softened, she slid against the wall and sat on the ground: "The person you like...is not me." At the same time as the words fell, she also completely passed out, and Hong Jiaodong watched her fall down When they reached the ground, they were suddenly plunged into darkness.He stretched out his hand subconsciously, but heard a soft cry of pain: "Ah."

He woke up suddenly, and saw that he was holding a hair dryer, and in front of him was Qiange, whose back was facing him, with soft hair entwined between his fingers. It was he who accidentally pulled Qiange's hair just now, and she felt pain, so she just will cry.

Hong's scorched mind was in a mess: what happened just now?A vision of the future?If he had done that just now, would it have led to that result?Shouldn't he speak his mind?

No... just like what Qiange said in that memory, is she really the one he likes?

"That, Mr. Hong?" Probably because he paused for too long, Qiange called out cautiously.

"Sorry, I'm not very proficient in this kind of thing." Hong Jiaodong suppressed his confusion and tried his best to make his voice sound calmer.Qian Ge let out an "oh" and said with a slight smile, "Could it be that I was the first person whose hair was blown by you?"

"En." After Hong Jiaodong responded, she stopped talking instead, and asked in a low voice after a while, "Are you going to do it tonight?" "No, you should take a good rest tonight." Hong Jiaodong said, both It can't be too obvious, and it can't make Qiange misunderstand. In the end, he just said this sentence lightly.

Qian Ge smiled again: "Yeah." She paused and then said, "What you said before... If I won't cause you any trouble by moving there, I'll bother you for a while."

"Okay." Hong Jiaodong's tone was still calm, "Tell me what you need to prepare."

"No, I'll take it directly from me." Qian Ge said immediately.

"That's how it is." Hong Jiaodong turned off the hair dryer and put it back to its original position, then went back to the bed, tentatively pressed the light switch: "Did I turn off the light?" "Yeah." Qian Ge quickly lifted the quilt, Lying down with his back to him, shoulders shrunk, seemed tense.Hong Jiaodong turned off the light, and his eyes unexpectedly quickly adapted to the darkness. With the slight light coming in through the curtains, he could clearly see the outline of Qiange's body when he was lying on his side.He really wanted to hug her like this, but thinking of the result of his being too active in the "future" memory just now, he suppressed the urge to reach out, just covered the quilt, and lay down with his back facing her.

He didn't fall asleep, it's better to say that he has been paying attention to Qiange's movements.He let his breathing become even, it sounded like he fell asleep, and after a while, the quilt that Qiange was holding tightly showed signs of loosening.

The two of them were lying on the same bed, so he could clearly guess Dao Qiange's movements from the movement of the bed.She turned around slowly, Hong Jiao Dong could almost feel her looking at him, and after a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay," the woman's voice was very low, "Even if it's out of guilt, even if it's out of the unhappiness of being coveted...is it a good start?" She muttered to herself, as if mocking herself chuckled.

"It's too late, but I have waited for more than four years to have such an opportunity."

"But, I still...don't want to let go."