"Your hair is dry." Chen Zhiqian rubbed her hair and put down the hair dryer, "I'm going to take a shower."
"oh."
Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing, Fan Qi corrected himself: Not telling? What do you want to do? Should we maintain this unclear relationship? Allow yourself to continue sinking? ﹌Situ﹌Network﹌Document﹌Sharing﹌and﹌Online﹌Reading﹌
Looking at Xu Miaoer's face on TV, she recalled how Xu Miaoer looked when she came to Yaohua to find her after Feng Xueming broke off the engagement. Xu Miaoer's crazy look is so scary. With my personality, I'm afraid I wouldn't be like that, but the damage I suffer may be even greater.
Chen Zhiqian took a shower and held a plastic basin filled with her washed clothes. Seeing her staring at the TV, Chen Zhiqian shook his head. He hoped that she could come into the room and see the two dolls, hoping that her little brain could think about it, but he didn't expect that she didn't move at all.
He put down the plastic basin and picked up the hair dryer on the table to blow his hair. Fan Qi looked up at him, saw his face and his smile, and the determination she had just made was shaken again.
Chen Zhiqian put away the hair dryer and picked up the plastic basin: "Do you want to finish watching? I was so bored when I was watching your game that I was playing with pandas. How can the TV be so good now?"
"It's just so-so!" Fan Qi stood up and took the plastic basin. "Then I won't watch it. I'll go hang the clothes."
Fan Qi walked quickly into the room, opened the simple wardrobe, and saw a round Monkey King hanging inside, which felt dry to the touch.
I put my hand on Wukong, but I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. In my previous life, I bought all the plush toys myself, and in this life, he gave them all to me. If I make it clear, he probably won't buy toys for me anymore, right?
Is the focus on toys? Isn’t the point your own future? She put Wukong on the bed, took a deep breath and told herself that she must say it, she must separate, she must divorce.
Chen Zhiqian came in from outside. His clothes were washed. He wanted to hang them up to dry. She opened her mouth, coughed, and said, "I'll hang them up for you!"
Fan Qi shook out his polo shirt, turned to the clothes rack, blamed himself for not being good enough, and hung the clothes on it.
"I also think that our current situation is not very good." Chen Zhiqian said standing by.
Hearing him say this, Fan Qi suddenly felt like it was hailstorming in the middle of summer. She wanted to throw away the clothes hanger in her hand. Even though what he said was the same as what she wanted to say, she just couldn't bear to hear such words.
As the saying goes, do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. How can she be so hypocritical? Who said it wasn’t said? Can't you speak? Isn’t it good that he said it first?
Fan Qi turned sideways and hung the clothes on the hanger. Her eyes felt so sore and tearful, and tears kept gathering in them. She didn't dare to look up for fear that he would see her, but when she lowered her head, tears fell.
Obviously, she could solve all her troubles by just replying with "OK", but she didn't dare to say anything because her voice would betray her. She thought she didn't like him that much, but it turned out that she had liked him for a long time.
Fan Qi picked up his pants, his hands shaking...
Her hands were caught, and he threw the pants into the basin. She lifted her face up, and he wiped her tears with his fingers: "Why are you crying?"
Fan Qi felt sad and hated him for asking questions knowing the answer. She reached out to pry his hand away: "Let go!"
He did not let go, but lowered his head and put his lips on her eyes and cheek. The hail in Fan Qi's heart stopped and was replaced by thunder and lightning.
Until his lips fell on hers, his lips were wet with her tears, and with just a light touch, he let her go. Fan Qi stared with misty eyes, her mouth slightly open, a look of surprise.
He hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Do you know what's wrong with you?"
"Am I bad?" Fan Qi was puzzled.
Chen Zhiqian tapped her nose and said, "You are bad but you don't know it. I like you so much, but you always mention divorce."
Fan Qi raised her head. He didn't help her suck away her tears. Her face was still wet. The corner of her mouth raised: "What did you say?"
"I said you
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