Chapter 4 Staying at His House
His back hit the door with a noise and Sheng Yize staggered.
There was a sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom.
Clearly echoed.
“…”
Sheng Yize stood there, something cracking on his face.
He took a deeper breath, walked in and closed the door.
Reach out and turn on the living room light.
The lights came on, and he walked to the sofa and sat down, leaning back, resting his elbows on the edge of the sofa, and rubbing his aching temple with his fingertips.
The room was quiet, and the sounds in the bathroom were clear and loud.
I don't know how many times I vomited, but the toilet flushed again and again.
Sheng Yize's face froze for a moment, and he suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom.
He leaned against the door frame, his arms folded across his chest, staring at her intently.
There was no light on inside, and the moonlight shone through the glass windows, casting a layer of light on the wet ground.
Sang Sui was lying on the toilet, his thin back twitching due to vomiting.
Looks fragile.
"vomit--"
There was another sound of vomiting.
The smell of rot and alcohol mixed together, and Sheng Yize's sword-like brows were slightly frowned, and his expression, which had already been broken, cracked a little more.
He moved his masseter muscles and turned away.
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The toilet water flushed down, Sang Sui stood up, turned on the faucet, scooped up water with both hands and put it in his mouth to rinse his mouth.
Suddenly, she heard a ding from the front door.
Someone is out.
Sang Sui was startled and quickly got up and ran out.
The living room was empty, with no one in it.
Sheng Yize left.
He wouldn't leave her here alone, would he?
Sang Sui felt inexplicably panicked and subconsciously wanted to call him on his cell phone, but found that he didn't have it.
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Sang Sui didn't dare to leave here and could only squat at the entrance and wait.
Half an hour later, Sheng Yize came back with something.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the girl sitting on the ground at the entrance, her hands on her knees, her whole body curled up into a ball.
There was no light in the entrance hall, and she was immersed in the darkness, like a kitten silently waiting for its owner to come back.
Hearing the noise, Sang Sui looked up suddenly.
When she saw it was him, her dull round eyes lit up and she quickly got up from the ground.
"You're back?"
She couldn't hide her joy in her voice.
Sheng Yize's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked away and walked straight past her.
Seeing him come back, Sang Sui breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to follow him.
She raised her voice and sounded happy: "Where have you been?"
The man didn't reply. After throwing the things on the coffee table, he turned and walked towards his bedroom.
When he reached the door, he paused.
With his back to her, his voice was as cold as an ice cellar.
"I bought it for you."
"Also, clean the bathroom."
After saying that, he walked into the bedroom.
"Bang--"
The door is closed.
Extremely cold and callous.
The smile froze on his face, Sang Sui's expression was slightly stiff, the curve of his mouth dropped, and his eyes could not hide the disappointment.
It doesn't matter, as long as he comes back.
At least tonight...
She is not alone here.
Sang Sui pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked to the coffee table and opened the bag.
She was stunned when she saw what was inside.
There was a face towel, a toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste and a box of medicine in it.
She picked up the medicine and looked at it. It was a hangover medicine.
So he just went out...to buy these things for her?
She raised her eyes and looked towards the closed door.
In fact, Sheng Yize has always been quite indifferent to her and doesn't care much about her. Even if she takes the initiative to talk to him, he still looks cold and aloof.
Even if she was forced to drink by his friends, he could just sit back and watch.
But why did he care about her later?
She even admitted in front of so many people that she was his sister and brought him back here?
She retracted her gaze, stood up, found a disposable cup, poured a glass of water, squeezed out the medicine, and swallowed it with the water.
After taking the medicine, she sat on the carpet.
Sheng Yize has mysophobia. Although she didn't vomit on herself, the smell of vomit remained on her body. If she sat on the sofa and got the smell on her body, he would definitely throw her out.
Sang Sui looked around the house.
The house is about 200 square meters, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The decoration style is high-end black and white, and most of the paintings on the wall are very abstract.
Sang Sui didn’t quite understand it, but he felt that it was quite consistent with his cold, unruly and dissolute personality.
Sheng Yize hasn't been home much since he went to college.
Knowing that he didn't like the communal life in the school dormitory, Uncle Sheng specially bought him this house near the school.
The house is close to Yunjing University, has a good location, and is located in a high-end community, which is very suitable for him to live in.
After taking the medicine, Sang Sui felt much better. When he saw the wall clock, he suddenly thought of something.
She quickly stood up and walked to his door.
After taking a few deep breaths, she raised her hand and knocked on the door solemnly.
There was no response from inside.
She knocked again.
The door suddenly opened.
Sang Sui's eyes suddenly opened.
Perhaps he had just finished a shower, the man's hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets slid across his thin face, along his neck to his collarbone, and finally disappeared into the clear lines of his abdominal muscles.
The white bath towel beneath her body was loose, and her narrow waist and abdomen caught her eye in an intuitive way.
Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows and leaned against the door frame. His tone was cold, yet there was an indescribable hint of teasing.
“It looks good?”
"!!"
Sang Sui's cheeks flushed and he quickly turned away: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know you..."
"What's up?"
Sheng Yize glanced at her, reached out for the coat next to him and put it on.
As if he had thought of something, he zipped his pants all the way to the top.
"Um, um... I left my phone at work, and I want to borrow your phone to call my mother."
Worried that he wouldn't agree, she quickly added, "I'll just tell her I'm fine, it'll be fine soon!"
A cold sneer came from behind.
"She is such a good daughter."
"Um?"
Sang Sui turned around and the door slammed shut again.
“…”
If you don’t want to lend it, then don’t lend it. Why are you so angry?
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Sang Sui muttered and turned away.
She cleaned the bathroom, took a shower, and planned to put her clothes in the washing machine.
But thinking of Sheng Yize's obsessive-compulsive disorder, he definitely wouldn't like others using his washing machine.
Sang Sui silently took back his clothes and planned to go back to his room to find some clothes.
When I opened the wardrobe, it was empty, without a single piece of women's clothing.
She looked around and saw no signs that a woman had lived there, so she went back to the bathroom and took another look.
All the toiletries in the bathroom are for men, not a single one is for women.
The only thing that was there was the women's version, which was the toothpaste and toothbrush that she had placed in a disposable cup next to it.
Hasn’t he ever brought his girlfriend back here to live?
Sang Sui stood there for a while, and finally decided to put the clothes he had just taken off into the washing machine.
The washing machine is a washer and dryer, so you can wear your clothes after they are dried.
Besides, she can't just stay naked without any clothes, right?
She would rather be scolded by him than be naked.
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Sang Sui had no clothes to wear and only a bath towel wrapped around him.
She was not used to sleeping naked, so she could only sit and wait for the clothes in the washing machine to dry and then put them on before she dared to go to bed.
After all this trouble, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.
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The next day.
Sang Sui was awakened by a sudden doorbell ring.
She rubbed her aching head and noticed that the doorbell was still ringing, so she got up and went out to open the door.
When she came out to the living room, she saw Sheng Yize standing on the balcony, holding a cell phone in his hand, and she didn't know who he was talking to.
Seeing her come out, he raised his chin slightly and motioned for her to open the door.
Sang Sui went to open the door.
As the door opened, a woman's sweet and soft voice was heard.
"Yize, why did it take so long to open..."
The voice paused.
Seeing that familiar face, Sang Sui was also stunned.
It’s Zhou Xizi.
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