The night was as dark as ink. Zhou Qinghui returned to the apartment where he lived with Zhu Tingyue with a heart full of sadness. The two of them had spent a happy time here, but now, he was about to leave.
There was no light in the room; it was pitch black.
Zhu Tingyue hasn't come back yet, and Zhou Qinghui has become accustomed to the deserted room.
I turned on the light, packed up my daily necessities, and scanned every familiar corner with my eyes again and again. I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.
Soreness? Pain? Both! Even if it was a kitten or a puppy, they would have feelings for each other after living together for so long! But Zhu Tingyue denied his feelings with just one word: break up.
Zhou Qinghui was so sad that his eyes became wet and tears flowed down his handsome face. He closed the bedroom door unconsciously and said his final goodbye to the living room.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a strong smell of alcohol instantly pierced Zhou Qinghui's nose. Was Zhu Tingyue drunk?
He turned around and saw Zhu Tingyue, who was obviously drunk. She was looking at him with a pair of blurry eyes. If you didn't know, you would think she was very affectionate. Wasn't he also deceived by these eyes?
Perhaps because she didn't expect Zhou Qinghui to suddenly appear here, Zhu Tingyue suddenly came to her senses. She leaned against the wall casually and said nonchalantly, "You've gone to the wrong place. The house you bought with your body is not here."
Zhou Qinghui's tears, which had just been forcibly stopped, burst out again like a flood that broke through a dam.
And all this was just because of a simple sentence from her. That sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back and instantly broke the last line of defense in his heart.
At this moment, his world seemed to be overwhelmed by endless sadness, and crystal clear tears kept sliding down his pale cheeks.
With his back to Zhu Tingyue, Zhou Qinghui whispered, "Yeah."
I couldn't utter a single extra word. I was so heartbroken that I could hardly breathe.
After getting drunk, Zhu Tingyue's cheeks were as red as the sunset, and her eyes were blurry yet flashing with a strange light, as if she could see through everything.
She shook her body, pointed at Zhou Qinghui's back not far away and shouted, "Turn around! Look at me!"
However, Zhou Qinghui seemed to have heard nothing and still had his back to her, without moving at all, appearing extremely stubborn.
Seeing this, Zhu Tingyue no longer forced to call him, but took a deep breath, tried to steady her shaky body, and slowly walked towards Zhou Qinghui, staggering step by step.
Every step she took felt like she was walking on cotton, so soft and helpless that she had no strength to support herself, but she still moved towards the figure firmly.
When she was just a few steps away from Zhou Qinghui, for some reason, Zhu Tingyue suddenly let out a scream of "Ah", and then there was no movement.
The moment Zhou Qinghui heard Zhu Tingyue's cry, he turned around and saw Zhu Tingyue lying on the sofa. He suddenly became nervous and didn't care about anything else. He rushed to Zhu Tingyue, helped her up, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you hurt? Let me see!"
Zhu Tingyue raised her head, her big eyes full of cunning: "Are you crying?"
Seeing that she was fine, Zhou Qinghui immediately let go of her hand and denied it, "I didn't."
Zhu Tingyue was caught off guard by his action and fell forward, having a real intimate contact with the sofa.
"Zhou Qinghui, you are committing murder!"
She got up from the sofa and threw her long hair behind her. A fragrance drifted into Zhou Qinghui's nose. It was the fragrance of Zhu Tingyue's hair.
He was used to the smell and now subconsciously tried to distinguish the scent on her body. Apart from the fragrance of her hair, the strongest smell was the smell of alcohol on her body.
I don't know how much she drank. Why didn't anyone persuade her? She seldom drank before. Why did she suddenly drink so much today? Was it because of me?
A hint of joy suddenly welled up in his heart. Was Zhu Tingyue also sad about breaking up with him tonight? Did she regret it?
"You just cried!" Zhu Tingyue continued asking.
"No!"
It was impossible to admit it. It was already embarrassing enough for her to say that she sold herself. If I admitted that I cried for her, I would lose all my face.
But I couldn't let her ask me any more, because my red eyes couldn't lie.
He took the initiative and asked Zhu Tingyue: "Are you sad?"
"No, you are blind and you saw it wrong!"
Zhu Tingyue denied it much faster and louder than him.
"No, you are!" Zhou Qinghui was very sure of this.
"No, you are just blind!"
She denied it so firmly that Zhou Qinghui had reason to suspect that she was pretending to be drunk. He walked closer and smelled it. Zhu Tingyue smelled of alcohol, but it didn't seem like she was faking it.
Zhu Tingyue just subconsciously refuted his words, and his behavior was also very suspicious.
Could it be that he saw me as generous and wanted to give me a last-ditch effort, letting me do this and that to him while I was not in a clear state of mind? Then he asked for a huge sum of money and blackmailed me?
Although it's not impossible, and I can afford the money, but it has to be done when I'm sober, right? Isn't he taking advantage of someone's misfortune?
Zhu Tingyue thought again, it's okay now, after all, there is no part of his body that she hasn't seen? Besides, it's not her who will suffer.
She waited for Zhou Qinghui to speak, and then she could follow the flow.
Zhou Qinghui stared at her icy face silently, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. He just looked at her quietly, with mixed feelings in his heart.
However, no matter how much he hoped to hear even a slightly gentle word from her tightly closed lips, the only response he got was always chilling silence.
Obviously, she had made up her mind to end this relationship and there was no room for maneuver.
Faced with this cruel reality, Zhou Qinghui knew that no matter how much he begged and pestered, it would be in vain.
So he took a deep breath, suppressed the surging pain in his heart, slowly moved his feet, and carefully avoided Zhu Tingyue.
Every step seemed so heavy and difficult, as if the weight of the whole world was pressing on him. But he still straightened his spine and walked forward step by step firmly until his figure disappeared into the dark night.
Zhu Tingyue waited until she was the only one left in the room, then she realized that Zhou Qinghui had left.
He actually left without even looking back! Zhu Tingyue looked at the closed door in disbelief, as if she could still see Zhou Qinghui's figure walking away.
The room seemed particularly empty and quiet at this moment, without a trace of life.
Zhu Tingyue sat there blankly, his eyes empty and lifeless. The anger in his heart was burning like a flame, but he had no place to vent it.
The depressed mood in her heart made it difficult for her to breathe, as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
Zhou Qinghui, you'd better live alone for the rest of your life, otherwise I will definitely break you up.
Lovers eventually get married, but Zhou Qinghui is destined to be alone!
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