Chapter 88 “Have you ever been to France?…
"No, what are you playing with?"
Xu Yu, who was hiding in the second bedroom, heard the sound of the door closing outside. He tiptoed out and was completely relieved when he saw that Liang Qi was the only one in the living room.
"I haven't asked you yet."
Liang Qi was shirtless. The wound on his back from yesterday had healed after a night of intense exercise. The medicine he applied was almost in vain. The scars and kiss marks crisscrossed his body, giving it a strange beauty.
"Why did you come here uninvited so early in the morning? I shouldn't have let you know my password."
Xu Yu scratched his head a little guiltily. "Isn't this the car you gave me? I picked it up this morning and drove it over to take you for a ride."
Liang Qi saw the glass that had been left aside on the table last night. There was a small puddle of water next to the glass, which had not completely dried up.
As if he had thought of something, Liang Qi curled his lower lip slightly.
"Didn't I ask you? Are you possessed?" Xu Yu's voice brought him back to the present.
"Say it again."
"I say." Xu Yu excitedly ran up to him, "Who was that just now?"
"You don't know?" Liang Qi picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
I felt even thirstier after drinking it.
"You covered her up like a dumpling, I couldn't even see a hair." Xu Yu said sarcastically, "I couldn't even tell if she was a boy or a girl."
Liang Qi glared at him coldly for a few seconds, remaining silent and not wanting to talk to him.
After all, if he hadn't come uninvited, today would probably have been a wonderful day.
"It's noon, aren't you going to eat?" Liang Qi secretly tried to drive the guest away.
"What? You want to have dinner with me? Then you have to treat me."
“…”
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The consequence of a hangover and excessive drinking was that Shen Xiyu stayed at home in a bad mood all day.
I don't dare to run because my back and waist ache when I run.
On the phone, Liang Qi came to "harass" her every hour. Shen Xiyu was not angry with him, but she just didn't want to reply to his messages. It was his fault for making her suffer so much.
For the entire afternoon, Shen Xiyu hugged a blanket and lay on the sofa watching cult films. Sometimes when she was bored and had nothing to do, she would watch this kind of films. Some of the early European films of this type were quite interesting, but a little disgusting.
But she is not fond of this kind of movie, she just likes to watch a lot of different movies when she has nothing to do.
On the screen, Jeff was covered in red boils, no longer recognizable as a human. Shen Xiyu felt like vomiting. Cronenberg's The Fly was so visually impactful that she didn't even want to eat.
"Don't look, kid." She pressed Hotpot's head under her arm.
In the evening, Liang Qi made a video call to her.
"What?" Shen Xiyu was not in a good mood.
"Come and help?"
"What's wrong now?" Shen Xiyu guessed from the background of his video that he should be at home now.
"The wound has split, can you help me apply some medicine?"
…
"Why is it cracked like this?" The tip of my nose smelled of disinfectant. "Why don't we go to the hospital?"
"It's not a big deal." Liang Qi had no intention of reapplying the medicine. He just wanted to find a reason to trick the person over. He was a little out of control last night, and he had to find a chance to coax him.
"Are you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?" Shen Xiyu lowered his head and applied medicine to her.
"Then why didn't you reply to my message all day?"
"Busy." She lied halfheartedly, "But don't you work every day?"
She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.
She knew that Liang Qi was just joking with her last time and answered casually.
"I'm on vacation recently." Liang Qi didn't elaborate.
"Your vacation time is quite long." Shen Xiyu felt that he had been wandering around in front of him doing nothing for almost a month.
"In the past few years, the company was unstable and I didn't take many vacations, so the accumulation of time led to a lot of vacations."
Shen Xiyu's hand, which was applying the medicine, paused for a moment, and Liang Qi pretended not to notice her little movement.
"I haven't asked you in such a long time." Shen Xiyu suppressed his emotions and pretended to be calm and asked, "Those years abroad..."
"How are you doing?"
Liang Qi could clearly feel the breath of the person behind him and the gentle touch on his back.
Time was pulled back to his small house in the United States.
The gray electric fan blew the draft paper on the table all over the place.
The clothes on the balcony were blown up by the wind outside, all of them were black, white and gray.
The custom here is to use a dryer, but Liang Qi currently has only enough money to make a living, so he has gotten used to washing by hand.
Fell asleep on the sofa again last night.
He picked up the black sleeveless vest next to him and put it on. The smell of cheap tobacco in the room was a bit pungent. Liang Qi opened the window to let the wind in and dissipate the smell.
daze.
This was one of the few things he had left from Shen Xiyu.
He suddenly thought of Fu Shengrui.
His uncle, who was always out of tune, was a heavy smoker. He used to hate the layers of smoke he exhaled and the pungent smell that lingered around him.
It’s better to quit smoking. Liang Qi glanced back at the piled ashtray.
This was his third attempt to quit, and unsurprisingly, he had failed the first two times.
I should burn a few packs of his favorite foreign cigarettes when I visit his grave. After all, he is dead, so they won't be harmful to his health.
Liang Qi was amused by his own hellish joke.
Someone called my cell phone and it was the investment company I had been discussing with yesterday.
The assistant opposite is a Chinese girl.
"Sir, I'm sorry that your proposal and plan were ultimately rejected by our president. We regret that we can't work with you. We hope you can find a more suitable partner."
“Beep, beep, beep…”
Liang Qi didn't say a word during the whole process and the phone was hung up.
He didn't have much in mind.
The sky was overcast. The weather in this place always changed suddenly. He still preferred the climate in Jiangcheng.
Liang Qi took back the row of clothes and closed the window.
*
"It's fine." Liang Qi answered her question, "Except the weather there is not very good. I get a headache easily when it rains."
"What now?"
"Much better now."
At some point, Shen Xiyu had stopped what he was doing.
But the two of them continued chatting in this position, Liang Qi had his back to her, and Shen Xiyu couldn't see his expression clearly.
"What about you?" Liang Qi threw the question back.
"Me." Shen Xiyu didn't know where to start. She had a lot of things to say to Liang Qi.
After she turned eighteen, she miraculously grew another three centimeters taller, although from Liang Qi's perspective, there might not be much change.
She still wasn't very good at cooking, and once she made Wade vomit while cooking.
Before last year, she liked to play with her hair and dyed it many colors.
She mistook someone for him in the Louvre and chased him for a long distance, but didn't catch up.
…
But there were many things she didn't know how to say.
"I've been abroad for over a year."
Shen Xiyu chose an insignificant point, but when she thought about it carefully, everything she wanted to say was just insignificant. She just wanted to say something, wanted to say insignificant words to someone.
"It's France. It's quite beautiful. The people there really love drinking. I guess I was infected by their culture. I met a lot of important people and friends there, but I still prefer China and life in Jiangcheng and Los Angeles."
Liang Qi listened to her quietly. In fact, he knew all of this. He knew every detail of Shen Xiyu's life over the years.
This is very immoral. Close friends around him have reminded him, but Liang Qi cannot control himself. This is more difficult to quit than any other addiction in the world.
"What else?" Although he knew it, he still wanted to hear it again from Shen Xiyu's mouth.
Listen to her feelings and her mood, not those objective and cold facts.
Only in this way would Liang Qi have the illusion that he had participated in her life.
"besides……"
Shen Xiyu looked at his profile, "Liang Qi, have you been to France?"
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
"It's too far from Los Angeles. I've never been there."
Shen Xiyu heard Liang Qi answer her in a deep voice.
"Yeah?"
Her voice dissipated into the air.
Shen Xiyu couldn't say what he wanted.
But if the Louvre was their first reunion, she didn't know how she could accept this love.
"Do you think I've been there?" Liang Qi suddenly turned around and looked at her.
Do you want to?
Shen Xiyu didn't know.
In the past, she didn’t like to have too deep or strong emotional entanglements with others. She couldn’t afford to repay them, so she would rather not have them.
"You think I've been there, right?" Liang Qi asked again, looking into her eyes.
"It rains a lot in France too. You wouldn't like it."
Liang Qi lowered his eyelashes.
"It's a good thing I haven't been there."
The depressing atmosphere made Shen Xiyu breathless. She threw the cotton swab into the trash can in a panic as if running away.
"I'm going back first."
Rarely, Liang Qi did not say anything to keep him.
After Shen Xiyu left, all the noises returned to silence.
Liang Qi ignored her request not to touch the wound and lay down on the sofa with pressure on the wound.
He was a little confused about himself, even though he knew that Shen Xiyu was the one who was most susceptible to pretending to be pitiful.
But when the words came to his lips, he was too stubborn to say them.
Liang Qi knew that Shen Xiyu loved him.
But does she love herself or does she feel sorry for herself and indulge herself?
He can't tell the difference.
At first, he just wanted to watch her from a distance, just to see her well. Later, he wanted to find her, just to have her back by his side. Later, Liang Qi wanted Shen Xiyu to continue to like him.
One thing after another whetted his appetite.
Now he wants Shen Xiyu to fall in love with him completely.
But what is love?
The side effects of love are bondage and invasion. Can Shen Xiyu accept this side effect now?
…
The studio and city scenes were soon finished, and Wade planned to lead a large group to the countryside.
"When are we leaving?" After the show, Shen Xiyu and Wade sat by the machine to rest.
"The day after tomorrow." Wade had grown a beard over the past two days, looking quite weathered. "The infrastructure there is poor, so our people went there in advance to book a hotel and conduct research."
"Okay." Seeing that he had made all the arrangements, Shen Xiyu had nothing more to say.
"Why haven't I seen your boyfriend here these days?" Wade chatted with her.
Liang Qi had been hanging around on the set a few days ago, but he suddenly disappeared recently. Wade was still a little uncomfortable with it.
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