"I took it off when I got home, so I'm not drunk." Zhang Moyan looked like he was trying hard to suppress his grievance.
Xiao Xingyu was speechless. It made sense, but did she want to take it off when she was outside?
Just as I was stunned, my hands were empty and the clothes were snatched away by someone else, who threw them into the trash can in anger.
"Did the clothes bother you?" Xiao Xingyu grabbed Zhang Moyan's arm. When his palm touched the delicate skin, he couldn't help but stiffen for a moment. Zhang Moyan easily broke free from him.
"The green dress is so ugly, it makes you look like a joke!"
Xiao Xingyu probably knew what she was thinking.
Green, combined with what she had experienced today, although he still didn't know what happened specifically, it was nothing more than being cheated on or something like that.
It's really heartbreaking to see your ex in a pair, and you're wearing all green.
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan sympathetically and did not stop her: "Okay, throw it away and it's done. Hurry up and don't catch a cold." Then he took off his white suit and covered her completely.
Zhang Moyan put her arms into the sleeves one by one, like a kindergartener getting dressed with the help of a teacher. After putting them on, she paused for a few seconds, her nose twitching slightly, and then she lowered her head to sniff the clothes.
Xiaowa, this evil creature!
Xiao Xingyu immediately knew that Zhang Moyan must have smelled the perfume that Xiaowa sprayed on him.
Xiao Xingyu is a very straight man. Although he has lived abroad for many years, he still has a deep-rooted belief that only East Asian men (women not included) who live off women will wear perfume.
He is a real man who is more upright than Dinghai Shenzhen, but he actually exudes a faint fragrance. His image today has been polluted by Xiaowa by 0.0001%.
Just as he was calculating how much handsomeness he had left, Zhang Moyan suddenly turned and walked into the bedroom. At the same time, he heard her mutter, "There are still green clothes in the closet. I want to throw them all away!"
One after another, light green, dark green, tea green, emerald green, mint green skirts, pants, coats, cardigans, and even scarves were thrown out of the house like an outburst of emotion.
She really has a lot of green clothes.
Was it destined that she would be cheated on one day?
Xiao Xingyu leaned against the door with his arms folded and one shoulder on the side. He neither tried to persuade her nor disturbed her. He watched Zhang Moyan, who was kneeling in front of the closet and busy with work, with a calmness that was like "leisurely watching the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard, and the clouds roll and unfold in the sky".
It didn't take long before the job was done and there was no trace of green in the wardrobe anymore.
Zhang Moyan got up from the ground and ambitiously prepared to go to the living room to deal with the green waste, but suddenly the head spun and stars appeared in front of his eyes.
She subconsciously tried to support herself on the bed but missed, and her knee hit the edge of the bed. Just as she was about to fall, a pair of strong arms held her up around the waist.
"My benefactor, please be careful." Xiao Xingyu's voice sounded in his ears.
Zhang Moyan's room wasn't big; the wardrobe and bed were only 80 centimeters apart. Xiao Xingyu sat down on the edge of the bed, bent down in front of her, and teased her with his hands on his knees, "Can you still walk in a straight line now?"
Zhang Moyan raised her head and said seriously: "I'm not drunk, I'm anemic."
Xiao Xingyu pretended to understand something: "Oh——"
"It's true, Dean Geng said that," Zhang Moyan added, standing up unsteadily and heading out: "I'm going to throw away all those green things!"
Xiao Xingyu grabbed the man's arm and pulled him along: "Alright, take it easy..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Moyan was as soft as a willow branch, and she fell back into his arms when he pulled her. Xiao Xingyu was caught off guard and the mat under his feet slipped. They both stumbled and fell.
Soft black hair fell from her ears, like a black satin curtain isolating the two from the outside world. Zhang Moyan supported her body and hung above Xiao Xingyu.
In the small space, Zhang Moyan lowered her head. The busyness just now made her face sweaty. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks. Her skin color was a little red in her fair complexion, perhaps from the heat or tiredness.
Xiao Xingyu didn't mind being pressed down, lying down quite comfortably, and even asked evasively, "How high is your air conditioner?"
"Hmm?" Zhang Moyan's mind turned slowly: "...30 degrees."
"I was wondering, you're so hot," Xiao Xingyu said, his eyes tracing the sweat on her forehead. "Save some electricity and set the air conditioner to 26 degrees Celsius. If everyone develops good habits of saving energy, our country can achieve its carbon peak target by 2030, don't you know?"
“…” Zhang Moyan tried to digest his irrelevant words.
"Why are you in such a hurry? You can't throw away your clothes anyway."
Zhang Moyan's eyes were filled with question marks: "Why?"
Why can’t she just throw them away? She endured the stomachache and took on such a big project just to get rid of these green clothes.
Xiao Xingyu lowered his gaze, openly teasing her with his eyes, and said slowly, "Your community's trash cans are still open after 10 o'clock?"
Oh... Zhang Moyan thought about it.
Not open.
Since Shenhai City implemented garbage sorting, the community has only been able to put out garbage between 6:30 AM and 8:30 PM each day. The rest of the time, the trash cans are locked. Now, whether it's wet or dry garbage, it's definitely not thrown away.
"But I don't want to see them for even a minute." Zhang Moyan's voice was as low as a cat's.
And she was just a pitiful stray cat, because she looked like she was asking for help.
Xiao Xingyu didn't move for two seconds.
Then he took a deep breath and carried the person away. He stood up from the ground as if his butt was burned and said quickly: "Okay, pack them up first and throw them away tomorrow."
Zhang Moyan also got up and sat up, nodding.
Xiao Xingyu walked out to the living room and looked at the green fabric all over the floor, feeling a bit troubled. Then he looked back and saw that Zhang Moyan hadn't come out with him. She was still sitting there with a blank look on her face, wondering what she was thinking.
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