Chapter 97
After pressing the elevator button and going up to the ninth floor, Jiang Qiao did not knock on the door, but took out the key and opened it.
Open it, the living room is bright and quiet.
Where is Lu Xun?
A faint smell of tobacco lingered at the tip of his nose, and Jiang Qiao wrinkled his nose barely perceptibly.
She scanned the living room and fixed her sight on the man standing in front of the French window with his back to her.
The window was opened a crack, and the man was standing with his back to the light. A flash of scarlet light flickered between his fingers, and his whole body was cold and gloomy.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man turned around slowly, a cigarette still in his mouth. The white smoke blurred his face, making it impossible to see his expression. His black eyes were calm.
Jiang Qiao paused, then walked over and pretended to be surprised: "Why are you here?"
Lu Xun didn't say anything. He bit the cigarette butt lightly, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the girl in front of him quietly. The rising white smoke blocked the crazy darkness in his eyes.
What stimulated this?
Jiang Qiao didn't understand why, but her sense of danger made her want to step back subconsciously: "Lu Xun, you——"
The words stopped abruptly as the man's handsome face was magnified.
The tall figure of the man leaned forward and finally stopped when he was a few centimeters away from the girl's cheek.
He stared at the girl's eyes with an oppressive look, and suddenly raised the corner of his lip in an ambiguous way, and slowly blew a smoke ring towards the girl's fair and beautiful face.
The pale white smoke spread over the girl's beautiful face, creating a breathtaking beauty. The emotions in Lu Xun's eyes became increasingly murky.
Jiang Qiao was caught off guard by the secondhand smoke and coughed. He still had an expression of disbelief on his face. His face turned red with anger. He slapped the man hard on the shoulder and said angrily, "Are you sick?"
She kept fanning in front of her face, trying to get rid of the smell of tobacco. Her sparkling peach blossom eyes were wide open, full of rage.
No, Lu Xun is sick! It's ok for him to smoke by himself, but he has to let her smoke secondhand smoke? !
What breed of dog is this? ! !
Lu Xun stared at her for a while, then suddenly grabbed the girl's hand. Under the girl's glare, Lu Xun smiled lightly, saying in an unclear tone: "Jiang Qiao...when will you be smarter?"
Jiang Qiao: “???”
"No, you followed me here just to mock me for saying this?"
Jiang Qiao couldn't pull his hand away, and said through gritted teeth: "You are just smart!"
Lu Xun stood up straight and spoke slowly and drawn out: "Smarter than you."
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
"…………No, when did I provoke you again?!"
Under the girl's angry questioning, Lu Xun's lips straightened, the smile on his face faded, and his voice was very calm: "You have been provoking me all the time."
“……………………”
Jiang Qiao paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked with all his strength, "What happened?"
Lu Xun stared at her in silence.
The word "always" is very clear. Lu Xun is still brooding over what happened back then and has never forgotten it.
Jiang Qiao's eyes were sore: "Lu Xun, you are still blaming me, right?"
Lu Xun stared at her red eyes for a long while, and finally spoke with an undisguised gloomy tone: "Yes, didn't you know it all along?"
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
Lu Xun suddenly laughed and said word by word: "Jiang Qiao, I hate you so much."
After the reunion, he had only one idea, which was to make Jiang Qiao fall in love with him, be inseparable from him, and become a puppet who could only live under his protection.
He was paranoid and believed that Jiang Qiao did not love him. She was spoiled, selfish, naive, and obsessed with looks.
However, facts always make him overturn his own cognition again and again.
All the money I donated, I have been single for six years, the water cup I have used for many years, the bracelet I have hidden for a long time...
In the reflection of Jiang Qiao's clear and sincere heart, he is so despicable, so... unscrupulous.
He hated Jiang Qiao so much for making him so... clumsy.
Jiang Qiao was so frightened by his sudden outburst that she froze in place, her mind going blank.
Jiang Qiao could imagine that Lu Xun would blame her and hate her, but she never thought that he would actually "hate" her.
The emotion of this word is too strong, entangled, painful...
"I'm sorry..." the girl said in a daze.
Lu Xun's eyes turned red, and he pressed on: "Why apologize? You are free to make any choice you want. It's me who can't get over it. Why do you want to apologize?"
"Is it sympathy? Pity? Or...love?" Lu Xun's voice was hoarse, and he almost wanted an answer obsessively: "Jiang Qiao, answer me."
As long as there was that one answer, no matter if it was the truth or a lie, he would believe it, and then convince himself to become the Lu Xun who would sacrifice everything for Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao saw all the pain and struggle in the man's eyes. She felt as if her heart was being tightly squeezed by a big hand, and she couldn't breathe.
The air was silent, a few wisps of night wind blew in from the window, Jiang Qiao's voice was choked with sobs: "I like it..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was hugged tightly by the man.
Lu Xun closed his eyes and buried his head in the girl's neck. A tear fell from the corner of his eye. His throat rolled a few times and he hugged her tighter with trembling: "I know......"
Just these two words, two words are enough.
Lu Xun thought that he was no longer bothered by the past, and no longer needed Jiang Qiao's explanation.
From then on, the past was separated from the present and he would never mention it again.
However, Jiang Qiao obviously wanted to explain it clearly, and he explained a lot of things while crying.
There were many things Lu Xun didn't understand, such as the mission and the book-traveling thing. It was too unbelievable. He thought Jiang Qiao was crying and confused.
Most of the time, he understood that his Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't want to drag him down and felt sorry for him.
The girl cried harder and harder as she spoke. She felt wronged, sad, and heartbroken. She couldn't stop crying.
Lu Xun patted her back slowly and said softly: "You have never been a burden..."
The winter in Country M was too cold. He rushed between school and company every day. The only thing that supported him was the girl's resolute back as she left. He thought it was hatred.
In fact, the boundary between love and hate is not clear.
Pain is the most unforgettable feeling of love. From then on, the coldness in his dreams could no longer do anything to him.
As she cried, the girl fell asleep on his shoulder. Her thin eyelids were red and swollen, and her eyelashes were wet. She fell asleep, still holding his clothes tightly.
Lu Xun sat by the bed and watched for a long time. The moon sank in the west and the sky turned white. He spread out his palms and the silver bracelet glowed white in the moonlight, just like it did back then.
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Jiang Qiao woke up very early. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt a little difficult. She picked up the phone next to her and took a photo. Only then did she realize that her eyes were swollen.
Oh, she cried herself to sleep last night.
All the memories of last night came back to him, and Jiang Qiao felt like crying again.
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Sorry for the late update. Bow to you~
By the way, blowing smoke rings really looks like a perverted flirting. I think it's really erotic. Hehehe (only for handsome guys)
This is what we call true reconciliation!! Ahahahahahaha
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