A friend of Xu Yanfeng met an acquaintance at a hotel.
That acquaintance was none other than Xu Yanfeng's girlfriend from university, who was now a thing of the past.
The two greete...
Xu Yanfeng pulled back his deliberately avoided gaze and let it fall on Xia Xi's face. She looked at him seriously, her clear eyes as if washed by water hiding a little grievance, a little cautiousness, and a little expectation.
So touching.
Few people can bear to say no under such a look.
Xu Yanfeng admitted for the first time: "I didn't agree to you. It has nothing to do with you. It's my problem."
"What do you mean?" Xia Xi's eyes were filled with a hint of doubt. He took a deep breath, his lips trembling with surprise. "Could it be...could it be that you don't like girls?"
Other than that, she couldn't think of any reason that would make him say that refusing to be with her was not her problem, but his.
Xu Yanfeng: “…”
He didn't doubt Xia Xi's love for him, but he doubted how long this love would last. One month? Three months? Six months? A year?
This is his nature. Rather than gamble on an uncertain future, it is better to kill it at the beginning. That's why he pushes Xia Xi away again and again, cutting off the possibility of their further development.
But Xia Xi came up to him again and again. I don’t know if it was because she was persistent or because she couldn’t get it, so she missed him more and more.
Xia Xi's pursuit of him was so intense that it often gave him the illusion that if she ever stopped liking him, she would quickly withdraw. Just like the bouquet of roses she had given him, initially in full bloom, they would soon lose their freshness, their passion, and even their fragrance, quickly withering and transforming into a pile of dark brown garbage.
After waiting for a long time for Xu Yanfeng's answer, Xia Xi felt very disappointed. Could it be that she was right?
She withdrew her hands from around his waist, raised one hand to cover her mouth, and her eyes widened: "Do you really like men?"
Xia Xi hissed when he got hit on the forehead, and moved his hand, which was covering his mouth, upwards to cover his forehead, rubbing the place where he got hit. "What's your problem? Tell me, it's driving me crazy."
After she let go, Xu Yanfeng's tense body was relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa, picked up the bottle of mineral water on the coffee table, unscrewed it and took a few sips.
Seeing him drinking water, Xia Xi swallowed dryly and felt a little thirsty. But compared to drinking water, she was more concerned about his next words. She knew Xu Yanfeng had something else to say.
Xu Yanfeng moistened his throat, slowly put the mineral water back, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains were drawn two-thirds, leaving a gap in the middle one-third, through which he could see the dark blue sky and a pointed crescent moon on the horizon, half of which was hidden in the clouds, making the moonlight unclear.
He heard his own voice, fainter than mist: "Will you always be faithful to me?"
Xia Xi was stunned for a moment. She didn't really understand the meaning of his words at this time, and she didn't think deeply about it. She just wanted to get him quickly, so she answered firmly: "I can."
At that time, Xia Xi didn't know that this sentence would become the most ruthless sword she would stab Xu Yanfeng in the future.
Xu Yanfeng turned around to look at her. It was clearly a tender moment, but his expression was so dark: "Satisfy you."
Xia Xi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"
"You forgot what you said in the blink of an eye?" Xu Yanfeng didn't mind repeating it to her, "You said that being your boyfriend means satisfying you. I satisfy you."
Xia Xi was completely stunned, forgetting how to breathe, staring at him intently. She had been waiting for this moment for too long, imagining countless scenes of them being together, but she had never expected it to happen on such an ordinary night.
The joy in her heart was so full that it was about to overflow. She didn't know how to express it. After a long while, she was still dumbfounded.
Xu Yanfeng saw Xia Xi's face gradually turning red, his eyes still wide open, as if he had heard something bizarre. He felt a little happy, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
This made Xia Xi unsure whether to look at his smiling eyes or the upturned corners of his lips.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the suite. Two very light knocks were enough to break the overly quiet atmosphere.
Xu Yanfeng slowly put away his smile and returned to his usual calmness. He walked out of the bedroom, crossed the living room, opened the door, and saw the butler outside.
Xia Xi's skirt had been dried, neatly folded, and placed on a wooden tray, and was handed to her by the housekeeper with both hands.
Xia Xi was alone in the bedroom, her brain still pounding with blood, and she desperately wanted to open the window and yell, "I've caught up with Xu Yanfeng." However, she resisted the urge to do so, as she knew she would be considered a lunatic.
The footsteps went back and forth. Xia Xi looked towards the door. Xu Yanfeng handed her skirt and raised his chin towards her: "Go change into it. I'll take you back to school."
Xia Xi complained in her heart, how could it be dried so quickly! She hadn't worn enough of his clothes yet.
But she quickly changed her mindset. Xu Yanfeng had become her boyfriend. Was she afraid that she wouldn't have the chance to wear his clothes in the future?
Xu Yanfeng is her boyfriend.
Just grinding these words between her lips and teeth, she couldn't help but smile foolishly.
Xu Yanfeng: "What are you laughing at?"
"Ah? Did I laugh?"
Xia Xi pursed her lips, picked up her skirt, hugged it to her chest, and ran to the bathroom to change. When she came out, Xu Yanfeng was sitting upright on the sofa waiting for her. He didn't look at his phone or the night view outside the window. He just sat there with his back straight.
Just this static picture made her heart beat fast. She just found her face was red when she looked in the bathroom mirror. She felt like a freshly baked sweet potato.
Xia Xi slapped her face and cursed herself inwardly for being such a useless woman. Before she succeeded in wooing the guy, she dared to speak nonsense to Xu Yanfeng and touch him. Why did she become so shameless now that she succeeded in wooing him?
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