Chapter 61

Jiang Qiao didn't notice and tried to put the gold-rimmed glasses back on him, but just as he made a move, he was grabbed by someone.

Lu Xun woke up. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell where he was. He only remembered that Gu Xing handed him a glass of wine. The wine tasted sweet but had a strong aftertaste. After drinking the glass of wine, he realized that he was very drunk.

He did not sleep well. All the past events kept appearing in his mind, like a yellowed movie with the acceleration key pressed, and finally stopped in the empty room, at the 12 o'clock that night that he could not wait for.

He finally woke up in the suffocating pain. His years of alertness made him aware of someone next to him, and he reflexively reached out to restrain the person next to him.

The girl's muffled groan sounded beside his ear. Lu Xun looked in the direction of the sound. Under the bright light of the box, he could clearly see the girl's face.

Wet eyelashes, red corners of eyes, eyes slightly widened because of surprise, red lips pursed in an arc because of pain, but she was obedient and did not struggle.

There was no emotion in Lu Xun's eyes. He looked at the girl who was very close to him coldly, and he had no intention of loosening his tightly clenched hands.

The palm of his hand clenched on his wrist was extremely hot. Jiang Qiao thought he was feeling unwell because he had drunk too much. He couldn't suppress the tension in his voice: "What's wrong? Do you have a headache? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Shall we go to the hospital?"

Lu Xun's cold and vigilant eyes made Jiang Qiao feel uneasy. Uncontrollable panic surged in her heart. She said incoherently: "I, I didn't mean to pester you. It was Boss Gu, Gu Xing, who called me and said you were drunk, so he asked me to come-"

"Shut up."

His unfinished words were interrupted, and Lu Xun's face turned gloomy and cold.

Jiang Qiao was stunned. Seeing the cold disdain in Lu Xun's eyes, she suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to pull her wrist away.

Lu Xun was too strong. She struggled a few times but to no avail. She stopped moving and lowered her eyes, looking pitiful as if she was being bullied.

"How many times?" Lu Xun suddenly asked in a low, hoarse voice.

"…………What's the meaning?"

What how many times?

"I'm asking you, how many times has this happened?" Lu Xun repeated, staring at her with a stubborn and gloomy look. The next second, he said, "Jiang Qiao, why do you always appear in my dreams? With such a pitiful look, do you think I will fall for your trick?"

“……………………”

Jiang Qiao was stunned. He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't say a word.

She suddenly realized that Lu Xun was awake, but not conscious.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said these words.

Jiang Qiao felt like he was hit on the head with a stick. His whole head was buzzing, his heartbeat was rapid at one moment and seemed to stop completely at another moment, and he couldn't utter a word.

Lu Xun didn't intend to let her go. He still held her wrist, stood up and sat on the sofa, staring at the girl in front of him with a condescending attitude.

"Why, six years have passed, and you still haven't seen enough of my face? Or are you still not tired of playing this love game, Miss Jiang?"

Six years ago, in the corridor of the bar, a wanton and flamboyant girl said something so casually that perhaps Lu Xun himself did not expect that he would remember it until now.

For a long time afterwards, he always stubbornly wondered whether Jiang Qiao had gotten tired of playing with him and that was why she broke up with him so decisively without even seeing him for the last time.

These thoughts were buried deep in his heart, and Lu Xun himself didn't dare to think about them. Alcohol numbed his rationality, so he spoke them out without any precautions.

Perhaps he has always wanted to know the answer for all these years.

Jiang Qiao was completely stunned. Everything around her was silent. She felt as if she had jumped from summer to ice and snow. Even her bones were cold. Tears fell like broken strings. She heard her own voice choked with sobs: "I didn't..."

Maybe her purpose was not pure at the beginning, but later she really liked Lu Xun. She did like Lu Xun's face, but later she met so many people, some of whom were better looking than Lu Xun, but she felt nothing inside.

She liked Lu Xun's appearance, and she liked Lu Xun as a person even more. She liked everything about him, whether he was boring or interesting. She was happy with him.

But Lu Xun felt that she was just repeating the same old tricks and was not tired of playing the love game.

A few inappropriate encounters, maybe in his eyes she was just playing pitiful and pretending to be good, so he was indifferent and mocking, but he would still save her and help her...

A few hours ago, she was still thinking that being friends would be nice, but now, she suddenly realized how naive she was.

How could Lu Xun, who had been deceived once, allow her to get close to him again?

In Lu Xun's eyes, she had long been a dishonest person.

The air in the box was unusually quiet. Lu Xun suddenly let go of her wrist, picked up the cold water on the marble table and drank it all.

His chaotic mind became much clearer. He knew that everything tonight was out of control. He shouldn't have said those words, let alone said them in front of Jiang Qiao.

The lake's calm surface was broken by his own hands.

No one can pretend that nothing happened.

The effect of alcohol made his brain hurt badly, his temples throbbed, and he put the water glass back on the marble table.

There was a crisp sound, not too loud or too light, like a start button. Lu Xun heard the girl's voice beside him in a low voice: "Do you regret it?"

Lu Xun did not conceal his hatred. Jiang Qiao suddenly wanted to know if he could do it again, would Lu Xun regret agreeing to her.

“……………………”

Lu Xun did not answer, and staggered when he stood up. Jiang Qiao hurriedly stood up to help him, but Lu Xun took a step back.

He was still too impulsive. After thinking about it, he realized that Gu Xing had deliberately asked Jiang Qiao to come over. There was no possibility that Jiang Qiao would approach him.

However, he couldn't control his emotions and said those words. Anyone with a discerning eye could see who was brooding over it.

Jiang Qiao had long forgotten it, or rather, she didn't care, so she could always face him calmly, acting cute and aggrieved.

He is the only one who is immersed in the past and cannot get out of it.

But, how can that be done?

It’s not fair…

Lu Xun gave a barely perceptible laugh. He looked Jiang Qiao up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and finally met her red, wet eyes.

"Jiang Qiao, what answer do you want to hear?"

Lu Xun noticed a flash of confusion in Jiang Qiao's eyes, and he spoke slowly: "Actually, I regret it."

“………………Sorry.” Jiang Qiao no longer dared to look at him. He pinched his palms helplessly with his fingertips. Unconsciously, red marks were left on his palms.

"What are you sorry for?" Lu Xun sneered.

Should I apologize for provoking him in the past, or apologize for coming to him today?

No matter which answer it was, Lu Xun didn't want to hear it.

"Jiang Qiao, do you know what I regret?"

Jiang Qiao raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion. Her innocent and pretty face, with red eyes and nose, was adorable.

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