Chapter 105: Palpitations But why can't he hear...

But why couldn't he hear?

Xia Yiqing felt like her brain was a mess, and a pair of big hands put it into a spoon and stirred it around, eventually turning it into a paste. She had no idea whether it tasted good or not.

Perhaps the two of them had a telepathic connection. Qi Hanmu had his back to her, but he seemed to sense something and turned around, just in time to see Xia Yiqing's figure stretched out by the moonlight at the door.

"Qingqing," the man took a deep breath, his voice becoming a little hoarse, yet still too charming.

"Come in and sit down. My legs hurt from standing."

There was nothing wrong with Xia Yiqing's ears, so she could naturally hear what the man said.

She took two steps forward, turned on the light, and pulled up a stool. After a moment's thought, she didn't sit down. Instead, she gently pointed to the bedside and said, "Um, can I sit here for a moment?"

For people lying in bed, the area next to the bed is extremely private and special. If people sitting there don’t like it, it will give people a feeling of depression.

However, in response to Xia Yiqing's request, Qi Hanmu could do nothing but nod.

During this period, Xia Yiqing paid special attention to the pillow under Qi Hanmu's head and neck.

With the help of the still bright light, she tried to open her eyes wide, trying to see clearly whether there was any trace of her sleeping scarf.

"What are you looking at?" Qi Hanmu broke the silence again.

While being surprised that nothing could be hidden from Qi Hanmu's eyes, Xia Yiqing chose to tell the truth. She looked into Qi Hanmu's eyes seriously to show that she was indeed not lying.

"I was wondering if the silk scarf I lost was under Third Master's pillow. Third Master, people say you can read faces and tell if someone is lying. Tell me, am I lying?"

As she spoke, the girl slowly leaned forward. Her breath was as fragrant as orchid, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a sweet scent that was irresistible.

Especially those eyes that were as bright as purple grapes, crystal clear without a trace of impurities, so pure that they seemed not to be a product of this world.

Although what the girl said was irresistible, Qi Hanmu couldn't help but sweat on his back, which instantly soaked his pajamas and tore them into wrinkles.

The scarf that has been with him for so long.

That scarf was obtained with great difficulty and with all the clumsy means.

The silk scarf that he pressed against his face at night, rubbing it desperately, trying to find some comfort in it.

It never belonged to him.

What a sad and realistic thing. Qi Hanmu opened his mouth and found that he had no reason to keep the scarf.

Just like he had no reason to keep Xia Yiqing after her contract expired.

Except - playing the victim.

"Qingqing," Xia Yiqing was surprised that her hand was actually picked up by Qi Hanmu. His face gently pressed against the back of her hand, rubbing it twice slowly. The cold white skin felt exceptionally soft to the touch.

"Let me admit my mistake first, okay? I love your scarf so much. I didn't leave it here on purpose, but... I can't live without it."

The man spoke in a low voice with a unique magnetism that sounded particularly alluring.

Xia Yiqing felt a little confused and didn't know where she was. After all, the cold fragrance belonging to the man had already quietly invaded her and slowly enveloped her whole body.

It's like the most ingenious sugar-coated bullet in the world, wrapped in a layer of sweetness that makes it impossible for you to identify what's inside and whether it's fatal.

Xia Yiqing vaguely remembered something, so she moved to Qi Hanmu's left side and asked, "What if I say I want this scarf?"

He rubbed his cheek slowly on the back of her hand, like a cat trying to please its owner. Xia Yiqing always felt that Qi Hanmu would purr and act coquettishly in the next second, but when she thought about it, she felt that this scene was too weird.

"I'll have someone buy you a new one, okay?"

Seeing Xia Yiqing stand up, Qi Hanmu thought she was refusing to agree. A hint of gloom flashed across his eyes, and his fingertips instantly clenched the bed sheet, so tightly that his knuckles turned white and he trembled unconsciously.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yiqing did not leave. She just made a detour and came to Qi Hanmu's right side.

She looked at Qi Hanmu's almond-shaped eyes, which were filled with gentleness. "Will you buy me an identical pair, or a better one?"

Xia Yiqing deliberately spoke when Qi Hanmu didn't turn his head. She achieved her purpose of investigation, but her heart was like a foot that suddenly missed a step on the stairs, and it rolled to the bottom of the valley with a thud.

Qi Hanmu responded to the sound on the left, but not on the right.

That means there seems to be something wrong with his hearing on the right side.

Seeing that the little girl's brows were furrowed so tightly that they were almost knotted, Qi Hanmu held his forehead with his hand.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"You," Xia Yiqing bit her inner lip, and suddenly felt that all the words in her mind were gone, "your ears..."

"I can't hear you." Qi Hanmu suddenly replied.

Those eyes that always flashed with a sharp cold light were now like a room with the lights suddenly turned off. It was so quiet that there was no trace of life. When people looked into its eyes, they felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

Xia Yiqing's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's not that she hasn't thought about this possibility, but when these words are said in this way by the person involved, it still makes people feel a little uneasy.

Even the wind had died down. In the middle of the night, the villa and the entire Yi Garden were eerily quiet.

Only Qi Hanmu was in front of her. Not only did he not retreat at all, but he supported himself on the bed with his hands and leaned forward.

Qi Hanmu's eyes were deep and deep, and when he stared at people, if it didn't give a sense of threat, then it was a feeling of deep affection. However, Xia Yiqing felt that there was some indescribable feeling in her heart for no reason.

It was like something had reached my throat and I wanted to spit it out, but I found there was nothing inside, just some sour water.

This horrible silence lasted for almost three or four minutes. It was a cold day and people would shiver without wearing long sleeves, but Xia Yiqing was sweating on her back.

It seems like the sweat all over the body cannot be controlled. It seeps out crazily and sticks to the clothes. It is not only uncomfortable, but also makes people feel chills.

Qi Hanmu slowly leaned back, his eyelids half closed, hiding the light in his eyes.

He pointed to the left and said, "I can hear a little with my hearing aid, it's okay." His slender, bony fingers tapped his right earlobe and said, "Here, I can't hear anything at all."

At this moment, Qi Hanmu slowly raised his eyes. The eyes that once held thousands of stars now only reflected the bottomless night.

It seemed as if the conversation could no longer continue. Xia Yiqing slowly moved to Qi Hanmu's left side. Instead of sitting on the edge of the bed, she gently moved a stool and sat at the edge of it.

She reached out for the knife and apple on the bedside table, peeling the apple in her hands, lowering her head and not looking at Qi Hanmu.

"Is it so hard to accept the fact that I can't hear?" Qi Hanmu's voice was cool, but his tone was a little strange.

Xia Yiqing subconsciously looked up, shocked, and failed to hide the surprise in her eyes.

As if like a creature that shrinks back at the sight of light, Qi Hanmu's eyes were gloomy and turned into a pool of dark stagnant water.

He didn't say anything else, just picked up his phone and fiddled with it for a few times.

Then, the phone screen lit up in front of Xia Yiqing. "If you're tired, go back and have a good rest. You don't have to come to see me every day. It's tiring."

Xia Yiqing opened her mouth, but it took her a long time to find her own voice.

Perhaps it was because the painkillers took effect quickly, Xia Yiqing's original dysmenorrhea was not only relieved after meeting Qi Hanmu, but the vomiting and diarrhea also disappeared without a trace, leaving her with only a refreshed feeling.

Xia Yiqing originally thought that she would suffer from insomnia after learning such a big secret, but it turned out that was not the case.

After her dysmenorrhea was relieved, she lay on the bed, turned over, put her knees on the quilt, and had a good sleep.

The next day, before going to work, Xia Yiqing tiptoed to Qi Hanmu's room and found that there was no one inside.

"Third Master," Xia Yiqing thought of those novels about domineering CEOs. They all said that the CEOs had some traumatic psychological disorder and hid in the closet or other safe places. However, Xia Yiqing had searched these places again, and there was really no one there.

"Third Master, are you still here? I really have to go to work."

It was Butler Qi who walked up to Xia Yiqing and suddenly said something.

"Madam, the Third Master has gone to Quanshan Residence."

Xia Yiqing frowned, "Is Third Master going out for a social event or hanging out with friends?"

Logically speaking, Butler Qi should not reveal more and should just treat this as Xia Yiqing's monologue. Unexpectedly, Butler Qi replied with this sentence.

"The Third Master didn't invite anyone. He only had Luo Miao with him."

"I see—when did the Third Master go? Did you take your medicine today?"

Butler Qi answered honestly, "If he left like this in the early morning, he naturally didn't take his medicine."

Originally, she thought that no matter how big the problem was, she would not go to work and would just deal with the work first. Just as Xia Yiqing was about to get in the car, she received a call from her father Xia Feng.

"My precious daughter Qingqing, the deal with Chen's is done. Go and have a good rest. Daddy will approve a week's leave for you."

While answering the phone, Xia Yiqing got into the car as planned, but as soon as the door closed, her destination changed to "Quanshanju."

Quanshanju.

Upon learning that his wife was coming, the manager immediately asked people to prepare.

"Third Master," the manager said, after arranging everything, he came to the top of the mountain, which was also the most secluded place. He gently pushed open the door of the private room, revealing a crack, and said respectfully to the inside, "My wife is coming. May I ask if you can let me in?"

To be honest, the manager was also confused.

In the early morning, the Third Master suddenly came to visit. Not only did he bring Luo Miao with him, but after arriving on the top floor, he kept asking for wine. Logically, the Third Master's body couldn't handle such drinking, but the manager couldn't persuade him.

The Third Master didn't want to see him, and he couldn't even see the Third Master.

There was no response from inside, and even the curtains were drawn tightly. The sun had clearly come out, but the inside was like an ancient castle, so dark that you couldn't see the sun. Entering would make you feel dark and blind.

A man with a fair face sat in the corner. The in-ear hearing aid inside his auricle had long been put away and was now in the drying box in Luo Miao's hand.

Luo Miao was right next to this great god, but he really didn't dare to persuade him. Every time he said one more word, Qi Hanmu would drink one more sip.

But when he heard that Xia Yiqing was coming, Luo Miao had to put the drying box in front of Qi Hanmu to report.

The man who had just picked up the wine glass had purple lips and a palpitation in his chest.