Chapter 78: I Want You
After coming out of the cafe and taking a taxi home, Qin Song walked in. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.
The weather is bad today. The sky has been gloomy since noon. The huge black clouds came and went, and a cool breeze started blowing outside the window.
The rental house is on the fifth floor, and the bedroom window faces a sturdy camphor tree. At this moment, the lush branches of the camphor tree were swaying left and right in the wind, making a rustling sound.
Qin Song sat on a chair beside the bed, looking up at the swaying branches outside the window.
Maybe it’s because of the bad weather that people’s mood becomes low. Normally she thought that this section of tree trunk had great vitality, but now it looked extremely desolate and cold.
A cool breeze blew by, and Qin Song's long hair was blown up by the wind, and his chaotic thoughts finally became clearer.
"Shen Yanhui, don't even think about snatching him away. Pei Xingzhi is mine..."
The words he said before leaving echoed in his ears again, and Qin Song laughed at himself.
When did her possessiveness towards Pei Xingzhi become so strong? Shen Yanhui’s attempt to snatch someone away wasn’t something that just happened today. She usually just laughed it off, so why was she so jealous today? Not only did he childishly declare his sovereignty in front of Shen Yanhui like a little kid, but he also uttered a bunch of mean and harsh words before leaving.
Could it be that the pregnancy makes her stupid for three years and she has finally become stupid enough?
She touched her visibly bulging belly with a helpless smile in her eyes. Pei Xingzhi came back early today. It was just seven o'clock when he opened the door and went in.
The room was quiet, no movement, and no lights were on.
"Xiao Song?" Pei Xingzhi called out tentatively while changing his shoes.
"Hmm?" Qin Song's voice came vaguely from the room.
Pei Xingzhi turned on the light in the living room and walked into the room in slippers. The room was dark and he could only see Qin Song's thin and blurry figure.
"What's wrong?"
The air pressure in the room was a little low, and he noticed something was wrong almost instantly.
He walked up to Qin Song and knelt on one knee, then found Qin Song's hanging hands and clasped them tightly in his palms.
Qin Song shook his head: "I'm sorry, I forgot to cook today."
"If you didn't do it, let's go out to eat. No need to say sorry." He raised one hand and stroked Qin Song's cold cheek in the dim light, trying to soften his tone.
"Xiao Song, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Song had been depressed for two hours, and now when he saw Pei Xingzhi, he suddenly became fragile.
She tilted her head, took the initiative to put her cheek into Pei Xingzhi's palm, and said in a pitiful tone: "Pei Xingzhi, am I a burden to you?"
"No!" Pei Xingzhi denied it first, then asked, "Why did you say that suddenly? Did you hear something, or are you under the influence of progesterone and can't control your wild thoughts?"
Qin Song curled his lips bitterly: "Your investment was lost because of me. I know everything."
"..." Pei Xingzhi's whole body stiffened and he subconsciously grabbed Qin Song's hand.
"It was Shen Yanhui who told you, right?" Without even guessing, Pei Xingzhi immediately knew who leaked the news.
"Yeah." Qin Song nodded. "In the afternoon, Shen Yanhui met with me and she told me everything about your lost investment."
"Xiao Song..." Pei Xingzhi was not ready to let Qin Song know about this. His mind had been a mess since yesterday, and now suddenly facing Qin Song, he had no idea how to react.
I could only rely on my instinct and use pale words to comfort her.
"Xiao Song, if you lose the investment, you can find another one. Don't doubt yourself or belittle yourself just because of what Shen Yan said. In my heart, you are much more important than these investments. I chose you, and I hope you can firmly choose me, don't feel guilty, and don't feel like a burden."
"You are very good, you are very, very good. I am really happy to have you by my side. I don't feel wronged at all."
Qin Song smiled and said nothing.
"Xiao Song." Pei Xingzhi couldn't stand her silence. He stood up and hugged Qin Song in his arms in a panic.
"Xiao Song, don't let your imagination run wild."
"I'm not imagining things." Qin Song raised one hand and gently patted Pei Xingzhi's back. "Pei Xingzhi, are you scared?"
"Yes." Pei Xingzhi hugged her tightly, rarely showing such anxiety.
"Xiao Song, I'm scared. I'm scared that you'll leave me."
"No." Qin Song's voice was soft but his tone was firm. She moved her palm upwards, holding Pei Xingzhi's neck with a little force, and her index finger touched the tip of his slightly cool ear.
"Pei Xingzhi, don't be afraid. I won't leave you, and I'm not having any crazy thoughts. I just feel sorry for you."
"You obviously did nothing wrong, but you are forced to endure these threats and malice. I feel sorry for you. I don't want to see you suffer so much and suffer from their anger."
"You have been excellent since childhood, good at studying, and popular. You were able to establish the Pei Group in more than 20 years. But now, you have to be oppressed everywhere. I really feel sorry for you."
Qin Song is a person who doesn't like to cry. Even when she said such sad words, she didn't shed a single tear, and even her voice didn't sound choked.
But it was precisely this that made Pei Xingzhi feel heartbroken.
Shen Yanhui asked Qin Song to meet her. It goes without saying that she would say nasty things to Qin Song. But Qin Song didn't mention a word. Don't mention her grievances, don't mention her sadness. She suffered no less than Pei Xingzhi, but she still forced herself to comfort him.
He is so lucky to have such a good wife.
He was bankrupt and destitute, and all he could bring to Qin Song was debt.
"Don't feel bad for me." Pei Xingzhi brushed away the hair on the side of Qin Song's neck and pressed his lips against his, "Just stay with me."
"I'll be with you." Qin Song closed his eyes and whispered into Pei Xingzhi's ear, "I'll always be with you. In a few months, our child will be with me."
"Pei Xingzhi, have you thought of a name for your child?"
Pei Xingzhi: "I thought about it. If it's a boy, let's call him Pei Ye. Wild like the wind, unrestrained and free."
Qin Song: "What about the girl?"
Pei Xingzhi smiled and said, "If it's a girl, she'd be called Pei Wuyou. Carefree and happy."
"Pei Ye, Wuyou." Qin Song liked these two names very much. She let go of Pei Xingzhi, her eyes still clear even in the darkness.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Pei Xingzhi looked into her eyes and brought up the topic again: "Xiao Song, will you really stay with me forever?"
Qin Song blinked: "Yes, I will always be with you. No matter how Shen Yanhui provokes me, I will not leave."
Pei Xingzhi finally smiled: "Thank you, Xiaosong."
Qin Song grabbed his hand and pressed his fingers against his palm: "You can't say thank you."
"Then what should I say?" Pei Xingzhi asked.
Qin Song couldn't answer and could only stare at him blankly with his lips pursed.
He did not dodge or avoid, but looked at him calmly.
Two pairs of eyes met in the darkness, and an inexplicable feeling quietly grew.
Qin Song's eyes were calm but warm. Pei Xingzhi was enveloped by such eyes and felt a sudden heat rising inside.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly he raised his hands and held Qin Song's face.
Qin Song looked puzzled.
At this moment, Pei Xingzhi's gaze seemed to have substance. It flowed back and forth across Qin Song's face, finally stopping on her lips.
He leaned closer, his nose against Qin Song's, and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Xiao Song, I want you."
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