Cheng Jingzhou frowned slightly and glanced at the bedroom, then looked at Lu Shitong without saying anything.
Even if there was no emotion in his calm gaze, there was still a strong sense of oppression. Lu Shitong lowered her head as he stared at her. She clearly felt that she was right, but she also felt that she was wrong.
She told herself that this property was given to Zhang Xuning by Cheng Jingzhou, so it was natural that Cheng Jingzhou would be familiar with it when he visited his old place. But from the moment he walked in, Cheng Jingzhou's familiar movements were nothing like what he remembered from five years ago.
After entering the door and turning on the light, he went to the kitchen to boil water, took out the water cup from the cabinet, washed the cup and poured water into it. He was very familiar with the operations he was used to doing every day.
"I am your girlfriend." He handed the medicine and water to his mouth. As a girlfriend, she did not receive such treatment.
"I'll take you back."
Cheng Jingzhou looked away, not making any excuses, but he also had no intention of discussing. Without waiting for Lu Shitong's reaction, he strode out.
The ink is thick and the night breeze is slightly cool.
Cheng Jingzhou said nothing, and Lu Shitong also held her breath. She wanted to wait for Cheng Jingzhou to give her an explanation, even a lie.
The car stopped at the door of Lu's house. Cheng Jingzhou still said nothing, but turned his head to look at her. Seeing that she was not moving, his calm and indifferent eyes gradually became urging.
When she arrived, it was time for her to get off the car.
"Jingzhou, haven't you let her go yet?" It was inevitable to meet Zhang Xuning when she returned home. She was not afraid of meeting Zhang Xuning, nor was she afraid that Zhang Xuning would rekindle his old feelings for Cheng Jingzhou. What she was afraid of was Cheng Jingzhou.
"Why did she hit the flower stand?"
The topic changed suddenly, and the calm tone was full of questions. Lu Shitong was stunned by his passing gaze, and it was too late to avoid it.
"I didn't mean it." She said this, wondering if he had seen it when he asked.
Cheng Jingzhou withdrew his gaze, and after a few seconds, it fell forward in a void, without any substance. His face was very calm, and he didn't look like he was angry at all.
But Lu Shitong knew that Cheng Jingzhou was still angry, and very angry.
"Shitong, I told you before, it's okay for girls to do it, but it should be done in moderation." He could tell whether she did it on purpose.
"She has a leg injury, you know that."
Lu Shitong left the country two years ago, and it was impossible for her not to know about Zhang Xuning's leg injury caused by the car accident.
"Are you so partial to her?" She didn't dare to ask, so she asked. She felt uncomfortable, and her voice gradually started to cry, "I am your girlfriend, should you consider my feelings first when you act or speak, even if you don't? Prioritize it, and you should also take my feelings into consideration, right?”
"She is your future sister-in-law. When we get married, we will be a family. It is inevitable that she and I will meet. Are you sure you will do this in the future?" He looked at her and sighed softly, with a cold tone. There were signs of recovery, "Or do you mean that you don't need me to accompany you when you go home from now on?"
The word marriage pleased her, and the last words truly warmed her heart. Her unwilling and aggrieved mood was quickly smoothed over and comforted.
"Then don't hug her like this in the future, okay?" She stared into his eyes, with a posture that was bound to require him to give a clear answer.
Cheng Jingzhou's face softened slightly and his tone was calm, "I won't do this next time."
The four words fell into Lu Shitong's ears like a promise. A smile appeared on her lips, she got out of the car and left with satisfaction.
Cheng Jingzhou glanced at Lu Shitong's back gloomily, stepped on the accelerator and sped away. Lu Shitong obviously misunderstood the meaning of his words, but it didn't matter. What she wanted to understand was her business. It was enough for him to know what he meant.
When I returned to Taoyuan Community again, it was already late at night, and I could see from below that all the lights in the rooms upstairs were turned off. He opened the door softly and closed the door softly.
Just as he closed it, the light in the living room behind him came on.
