Chapter 29: Heartbeats Twenty-Nine "You call me husband in front of him"...
Everything was quiet, even breathing disappeared.
His collar was still in her hand, and her fingertips rubbed against the fabric fiercely, which seemed like two extremes compared to their lips pressed against each other.
This kiss didn't last long, it faded away in a split second.
Wen Huai had already let him go, lying on the bed, closing his eyes peacefully, breathing steadily.
But before leaving, those distracted eyes looked at him seriously.
Xu Youjing saw the red lips slightly open, and a very small, almost silent sound fell quietly into his ears.
She said to him, thank you.
Thanks?
The room was silent.
The moon outside the window is hidden in the mist, appearing and disappearing.
Inside the house, only the lamp was shining brightly, illuminating the surprise and confusion in Xu Youjing's eyes.
He still maintained the same posture, except for his furrowed brows and slightly parted lips, which was no different from before.
It seemed like nothing had happened just now.
But the smell of alcohol on his nose, the lingering warmth on his lips, and the wrinkled collar all reminded him——
Wen Huai kissed him.
After the kiss, I said thank you to him.
He stood up suddenly, almost stumbling and losing his balance. He stood by the bed and pulled up the quilt that had fallen to Wen Huai's waist, covering him before turning and leaving.
Xu Youjing did not return to his room, but went downstairs. When he met Aunt Ping and others cleaning the table in the living room, he regained his composure and realized that he was on the first floor.
Aunt Ping also saw him at this time and thought he had come down to see her. She smiled and said, "We are here. Go up and rest."
After she finished speaking, she left, and Xu Youjing called her.
"What's wrong?"
He was very uncomfortable, and after a while he said, "She's drunk too much. Aunt Ping, please help her change her clothes before going to bed."
"I thought something was wrong. Aunt Ping will go right away. Get a towel and wipe her body so she can sleep more comfortably."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Ping."
Xu Youjing walked to the small tea room.
This is the greenhouse connected to the back garden. Due to its layout, it has been adapted into a simple tea room. On weekdays, only the light bulb on the flower stand is dimly lit, making it a quiet and pleasant place.
After sitting down on the wooden chair, Xu Youjing recalled the kiss just now.
It's soft, piping hot, and has a hint of wine in it.
Just like Wen Huai.
When you look at her from a distance, you will find that she is warm and gentle. Once you get closer, you will find that beneath her calm appearance, she has a warm heart and a clear mind.
Beautiful and intelligent.
Such people are the most attractive.
She always gives people a friendly feeling without any aggression.
But this was the person who seemed to do nothing out of the ordinary or wrong, and after getting drunk, she stared into his eyes and kissed him.
Then I thanked him.
Did she mistake him for someone else... or...
The latter idea was quickly discarded by Xu Youjing.
How narcissistic must he be to think that Wen Huai likes him.
How can a child who has never been loved by his own parents expect others to like him when he grows up?
A bitter and self-deprecating smile crept up the corner of his lips, Xu Youjing snorted lightly, and then disappeared into thin air among the silent flowers and plants.
As the night wore on, he sat here alone for a while, thinking about calming his mind.
The small tea room was filled with a faint floral fragrance, which was not pungent but hinted at something.
Xu Youjing raised his hand to support his chin, his eyelids drooped, and the shadows cast by his thick and long eyelashes covered the loneliness in his eyes.
He raised his hand, his fingertips involuntarily touching his lips, then he shrank as if he had been electrocuted, and stood up and left.
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It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when Wen Huai woke up.
Her head still felt a little numb and sore from being drunk, but her body felt clean and refreshed. She looked down and saw that she had changed into pajamas at some point.
Last night, after Xi Guan and Nan Di left, she had wanted to wait for Xu Youjing to come down and eat some more. But the alcohol was getting to her head, or maybe she was sleepy from eating too much, so she decided to take a nap on the sofa and wait for Xu Youjing to come down and wake her up.
Unexpectedly, I slept until now in one breath.
During this time, she had many dreams, none of which were pleasant, except...
Wen Huai touched his lips, his eyes a little empty.
In her dream, she dreamed that Xu Youjing was about to leave, and then she took the initiative to pull him and kissed him forcefully.
It's so outrageous that even after waking up, I still feel it's outrageous.
Wen Huai felt like he was truly possessed by a demon, to have such a dirty mind. He couldn't express his feelings in reality, and he couldn't even express them openly in his dreams.
She cursed herself for her lack of determination and could only suppress her thoughts even more.
Downstairs, she only saw Aunt Ping. After asking, she found out that Xu Youjing had gone out for something in the morning and had called her at noon to ask if she was awake.
"Yujing also told me not to wake you up and to sleep peacefully. How is it, does your head still hurt?"
Wen Huai didn't try to be stubborn and said bluntly, "A little bit."
Aunt Ping had already prepared: "I made you some hangover tea, it's warm, perfect for drinking now. I also have some medicinal food, do you want some now?"
"Yes, I'll go get it, Aunt Ping."
As soon as she stood up, she was pushed down. Aunt Ping said she was being polite and said, "Just sit there and wait for your meal. It's not like Aunt Ping can't walk these two steps."
Before long, the area in front of him was filled with plates and cups.
Aunt Ping put down the meal and left with the others, leaving Wen Huai alone in the restaurant.
She was halfway through her meal when she remembered that she had forgotten to ask Aunt Ping how she got back to her room last night, so she planned to ask after she finished eating.
At this moment, the cell phone next to him vibrated.
It’s Lu Zhixue’s call.
She picked up the phone and didn't notice anyone walking in at the villa's gate.
On the other end of the phone, Lu Zhixue breathed a sigh of relief, yet his words were tense. "You finally answered the phone! Why didn't you reply to my messages? I knocked on the door, but you didn't open it. Aren't you home?"
Wen Huai said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhixue, I just woke up and haven't had time to check my phone. I didn't tell you that I just moved a while ago and don't live there anymore."
Hearing that name, the man behind her paused. The next moment, he turned and left, having no interest in eavesdropping on her phone conversation with that person.
As soon as I lifted my right foot, I heard the words coming from behind me:
"My husband is back, so I'll move in with him."
Xu Youjing stopped in his tracks, suddenly became interested, and changed his mind.
Wen Huai didn't hear the answer, so he turned his head to look at the phone that showed it was on a call and said, "Hello," "Brother Zhixue, what's the matter that makes you so anxious to find me?"
"Nothing, I just couldn't help you yesterday, and I didn't find a chance to comfort you after it was over... I'm a little worried about you."
"I'm fine, Zhixue brother. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."
"What's the trouble?"
Lu Zhixue's words sounded a little lonely, but he was always calm and composed, so Wen Huai didn't notice anything unusual.
He said, "Now that the teacher is gone, aren't we the closest people in the world? It's understandable for a brother to worry about his sister. There's no need to feel sorry."
Wen Huai's heart softened, and after a while he nodded heavily: "Thank you, Brother Zhixue."
"Why are you still being polite to me, Wen Huai? You're just too distant. And you haven't even introduced your... boyfriend to me yet. Is he treating you badly?"
"No, no, he treats me very well, but he's too busy with work and doesn't have time. Next time, I'll find a chance for you two to meet."
"Okay, then next time—"
"woke up?"
A clear voice suddenly fell above their heads. Wen Huai and the person on the other end of the phone were both stunned, especially Wen Huai. His eyes followed the man and his expression was a little dazed.
Xu Youjing sat down opposite her, and seeing that she was still looking at him, he raised his eyebrows.
She came back to her senses and said to the other side: "Brother Zhixue, let's meet on Monday."
"......good."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Huai smiled: "When did you come back?"
Xu Youjing looked away from the phone beside him, "When you guys were on the phone."
"Oh, I see." She scratched her chin guiltily, "Brother Zhixue knocked on my door and no one opened it. He was worried that something might have happened to me at home, so I said we lived together."
He nodded: "We are married, and it is legal and reasonable for us to live together."
"Um."
I don’t know if it’s because of that dream, but Wen Huai felt a little guilty when facing Xu Youjing.
With a guilty conscience, everything becomes sensitive.
She took a sip of soup and saw that he was still looking at her, so she asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"have eaten."
"oh."
"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked.
"fine."
"Um."
After the topic ended, Wen Huai took another sip. Xu Youjing was still sitting upright opposite him, showing no intention of moving.
Feeling awkward, she coughed and simply said, "Did I go back to my room by myself last night, or did Aunt Ping send me there?"
Their eyes met, and it was not only her uneasiness that was exposed to the air.
There was also a strange flash in Xu Youjing's eyes, but before she could see clearly, he had already spoken to attract her attention.
"You came back by yourself. Aunt Ping changed your clothes for you."
She breathed a sigh of relief and explained without any doubt: "Maybe I was too sleepy, so I didn't wait for you."
"I know, I don't blame you."
Wen Huai nodded.
There was a moment of silence before Xu Youjing's voice rang out, "It's not because you're drunk that you lose your memory. How come you don't remember how to get back to your room?"
Wen Huai raised his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.
This person's words now were not a question, but they also had a hint of rhetoric and ridicule.
It made her look like a drunkard who was craving for alcohol and deliberately lying about his alcohol tolerance.
She said matter-of-factly: "I really only drank three bottles."
Afraid of being caught by him, she added, "And I can definitely drink more than just three glasses."
He reminded: "What about last night?"
Wen Huai remained firm: "I ate too much and felt dizzy."
Xu Youjing raised his eyebrows.
I knew she was just being stubborn, so I didn't take it seriously.
"Does your head still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Aunt Ping made some sobering tea."
Since she hadn't lied and the two of them had broken their agreement, there was nothing to be afraid of. It was just that Xu Youjing's question was a little unusual, and it made her feel as if she had done something to him yesterday after drinking.
Just as I was about to ask again, Xu Youjing stood up and poured himself a glass of water, with no intention of continuing.
Wen Huai gave up immediately, fearing that if she asked too much, he would discover her thoughts.
"Then I have to eat." She reminded me.
Xu Youjing looked at him and said, "You eat."
This frank look confused Wen Huai.
She blinked: "I feel uncomfortable when someone is looking at me while I'm eating. If you have nothing to do, can you please go first--"
"Yes, there is something." He looked at me bluntly, "You called me husband in front of him?"
Wen Huai knew he had heard her, but she didn't show any fear. It was like last night's dream, which gave her some courage.
"What's the problem?"
"No."
A smile appeared on his face, and Xu Youjing glanced at Wen Huai's lips intentionally or unintentionally, and finally looked away calmly, took a sip of water, and then looked at her slowly.
"I'm just wondering, you call me that in front of outsiders, but not in front of me?"
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