Zhang Moyan had her back to him, her slender body slightly hunched, as stiff as if it were made of iron.
Xiao Xingyu had a deep smile on his face and was about to make a few more jokes when he saw the shoulders of the man in the white suit sank and then twitched slightly.
"Hey," Xiao Xingyu suppressed his smile and sat up straight, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Moyan didn't respond, her arms resting on her legs, her soft black hair blocking her profile, and one could only guess her fluctuations through the slight trembling.
"Come and show me!" Xiao Xingyu forcibly turned her body over: "Are you crying?"
Zhang Moyan didn't have the energy to fight back, so she turned her face away and said, "I didn't."
She really didn't, but her eyes were red, her hair was piled on her cheeks, and her expression was sad.
Xiao Xingyu's gaze slid down from her face and saw that her hands were clenched tightly on her legs, and she was enduring it pitifully.
"Cry if you want to!" Xiao Xingyu softened his voice with a touch of comfort.
Zhang Moyan shook her head and flatly denied it: "Would I cry over a few clothes?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at her and shrugged: "It's okay to cry for other things! It's normal for girls to cry a few times after a breakup. Don't suppress yourself. It hurts your body to hold it in. Just cry it out."
Zhang Moyan raised her eyes upon hearing this, stepped back and stood up. The man's relaxed attitude made her already depressed heart feel choked.
"It will be okay if you cry? How do you know it will be okay if you cry? Why will it be okay if you cry? You've never been heartbroken before, so how can you possibly know how to get better?"
Xiao Xingyu was confused. Isn't that how movies persuade people? What's wrong with letting her cry?
Zhang Moyan's eyes were filled with mist, and her forced expression revealed her suppressed emotions of collapse, causing her body to tremble even more violently.
Xiao Xingyu couldn't bear to watch and stood up as well: "Zhang Moyan, why are you holding back when you want to cry? You are such a self-controlled person!"
Zhang Moyan didn't hear any good intentions in these words. She just felt like something had been touched. She reacted nervously: "Why, you can't stand it?"
Xiao Xingyu was speechless again. What was going on in this woman's train of thought?
"I don't mind," he said politely, "Okay, if you don't cry, then forget it. Then can you go back to your room and rest? You're tired now and should go to sleep. Just get a good night's sleep."
"Why should I be fine after another sleep?" Zhang Moyan stared at him, her eyes and nose were red, and her face was slightly sweaty. Although she didn't cry, she looked more broken than someone who had cried bitterly.
"You just said crying it out would make it better, and now you're saying getting some sleep would make it better. So which one would make it better?"
Xiao Xingyu realized that Zhang Moyan was using him to vent her emotions. Since she refused to cry, it would be better for her to get angry a little. He forced himself to remain calm.
"What are you men thinking? Why would you go on blind dates when you're thinking about someone else? And then break up with someone just because you're dating them? Isn't that just hurting them?"
She took a step forward with every word she spoke. Xiao Xingyu didn't move when he saw her approaching him. He didn't move until she was almost touching him. Then he slowly said, "I didn't throw away your clothes. They're in the kitchen."
The voice is very gentle and pleasant, it is simply the sound of nature at this moment.
Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment, her black and crystal eyes flashed, and she looked at Xiao Xingyu cautiously. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the tension in her body relaxed.
Xiao Xingyu gave her a very nice smile and glanced towards the kitchen: "Do you want to go take a look?"
Zhang Moyan stood there motionless, Xiao Xingyu turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Zhang Moyan was stunned for a second and followed him.
Turning on the kitchen door and the light, she saw the hastily packed bags of clothing. Zhang Moyan examined them for a long time, until tears welled up in her eyes. She tilted her head back, sniffed softly, and pushed the tears back.
In this situation, Xiao Xingyu chose to avoid it tactfully.
The room was very quiet. There was only one bedroom in the house, and he seemed to have nowhere to go except to sit on the sofa in the living room.
It is said that clothes are a woman's soul. He didn't know how long Zhang Moyan would be alone with her soul, so he took out his cell phone and played with it for a while.
About half an hour later, a figure came over and blocked some of the light. Xiao Xingyu looked up and saw Zhang Moyan standing in front of him holding a stack of neatly folded clothes.
"sorry."
Xiao Xingyu turned off the screen of his phone, smiled and praised: "Reporter Jin is right. Reporter Zhang is really a hardworking little bee. She folded it so quickly."
Zhang Moyan wasn't moved by his relaxed tone. She hugged the clothes, pressed her cheek against them lovingly, and felt helpless and about to cry: "I really like green. What should I do?"
Xiao Xingyu made a surprised expression: "What a coincidence, I like green too!"
Zhang Moyan looked up from her clothes, eyes full of disbelief: "You like it too? How is that possible? How can you men like green?"
"That depends on the situation," Xiao Xingyu patted the spot beside him. "Green can be good sometimes! Let me ask you, what color is celadon?"
"...green." She seemed not to understand Xiao Xingyu's gesture and continued standing there.
"Yes, our Xiao family has been making celadon for generations, and celadon is green, so how can I not like green?"
Zhang Moyan frowned and looked at Xiao Xingyu carefully, as if trying to decipher his words, or as if fighting the dizziness of drunkenness.
"Alright," Xiao Xingyu raised his hand and pulled at a piece of cloth in front of him that he didn't know whether it was a sleeve or a trouser leg, "Sit down and take a rest!"
This time, Zhang Moyan understood his invitation, and obediently bent down to put the clothes in her hand on the sofa, then sat down.
Xiao Xingyu's back suddenly jerked and his waist stiffened instantly.
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