Song Heng hung up the phone directly.
When Jiang Yue called again, he would not answer the call.
He held the phone and looked up at a window on the second floor of the villa. All the relaxation and calmness he had tried to maintain while talking to Jiang Yue were suddenly shaken back to their original state.
He felt depressed.
To be precise, he has been holding it in for a long time. This emotion has been bothering him since he got off the bus from Lu Xinting. It was worse than the stab wounds on his body. It made him feel uncomfortable all over. He didn't know who to talk to. .
He didn't want to go home, he didn't want to go to the hospital, he didn't want to go anywhere.
He just wants to stay here.
Song Heng opened the car door and wanted to go out and breathe some fresh air.
He leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette, squinting slightly and looking at the window through the smoke.
It was very cold outside, and the air was filled with white coldness. When I breathed, the cold air choked my throat, making it a little itchy.
Song Heng couldn't help but cough. He was wearing less clothes, and the chill that penetrated his body just calmed his inner anxiety.
He calmly put away the phone call he had just made.
Turn off the phone, put it in your trouser pocket, and raise your hand to smoke without saying a word.
…
Jiang Yue was very angry while sitting in the car. He cursed a few words and started the car to leave.
The streets were quiet and empty, with only the street lights still on. Jiang Yue suddenly remembered that he had nowhere to go. He made a cursory sound and picked up his phone again.
When he was thinking about who to call, he hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed a number by accident.
After many rings, the person on the other end answered in a daze, "Who is it..."
"your husband."
"..."
Yang Fan woke up with a start and read the call note, "Fuck, you idiot!"
After scolding, he hung up.
Jiang Yue held the phone and was stunned for a moment. How dare that kid scold him if he didn't want his life?
He immediately called again.
I don't know how many times I was beaten until Jiang Yue lost his temper, and then he picked up the fight.
"I'm kidding you, who told you not to save my number."
Yang Fan sounded very impatient, "Are you finished?"
Jiang Yue chuckled, "It's not over yet. Have I finished speaking?"
"Then tell me quickly!"
Jiang Yue put on his Bluetooth headphones and said, "What are you doing."
"I'm sleeping, are you sick?" What can he do if he doesn't sleep at night? Is this person mentally retarded?
"Oh, then don't sleep."
Yang Fan:?
"What do you want to do?"
Jiang Yue parked the car and looked at the apartment building, "Come down, I'm downstairs at your house."
"What?! Are you crazy? Why did you come to my house!"
"I only give you time for a cigarette. If you don't come down, I will go up to find you."
Jiang Yue sounded the horn in warning. Yang Fan heard the sound and sat up from the bed suddenly. He rushed to the window and saw a McLaren parked downstairs.
"Stop, stop! Stop pressing it! I'm coming down, I'm coming down right now!"
Jiang Yue hummed softly. Yang Fan heard the sound of him lighting up his cigarette and quickly hung up the phone.
He sat on the bed and wiped his face to wake himself up. He searched for clothes from the closet and put them on randomly. He quietly opened the door to the room, fearing to disturb his parents, so he took his shoes and slipped out.
Jiang Yue smoked half a cigarette and saw Yang Fan opening the door of the apartment and walking towards him.
He looked at Yang Fan and smiled, "It's pretty fast."
Yang Fan got out of the car with a gloomy face, "Where to go."
"Where do you want to go."
"I want to go home and sleep."
Jiang Yue raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So sleepy?"
"How can I not be sleepy if you ask me out in the middle of the night?!" Yang Fan's face was full of resentment.
"Then go to the hotel."
"..."
"I want to get off the car." Yang Fan opened the door.
"late."
Jiang Yue stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away quickly.
Yang Fan almost spit out his overnight meal.
"Slow...slow down."
"Sit still and I'll slow down."
Yang Fan stopped shouting to get out of the car, and Jiang Yue slowed down the car.
Yang Fan calmed down and saw that Jiang Yue was dressed like a security guard today.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
Jiang Yue glanced at him, "Now you know you care about me?"
Yang Fan rolled his eyes and just wanted to shut up.
"Don't you dislike Gu Zhiyin? I helped you get revenge tonight, but you were tricked by him."
Yang Fan was slightly shocked, "You...what happened to you?"
"Don't worry, he will suffer anyway."
Yang Fan looked at him dumbly and wanted to say thank you.
Jiang Yue touched his waist charmingly, "As compensation, take good care of me for the rest of the night."
Yang Fan felt choked in his heart.
"I'm so fucking pissed off!"
…
This night, Mu Ning didn't sleep well either.
She always dreamed that she was locked in a closed space and her every move was monitored by people outside.
I woke up many times in the middle of the night and had the same dream again after falling asleep.
She wanted to run out of the house, but she opened a door, and there was another door. No matter how she ran, she couldn't get out of the house.
On the other side of the world, there is a demon watching her.
"Ding dong, ding dong!"
The doorbell woke her from her nightmare.
She opened her eyes, covered in cold sweat.
Mu Ning took a big breath and turned his head to look at the door.
Lu Xinting came to see her so early?
They were all in a bad mood last night, so they called very late and made an appointment to go to the hot spring today.
Mu Ning put on slippers and went to open the door.
"Why so early..."
As soon as the door was opened and she saw the person standing outside, Mu Ning yawned halfway, and her expression immediately stiffened.
"Ning Ning."
Gu Zhiyin stood outside the door, looking at her dumbfounded look, with a gentle smile on her lips.
She was wearing a hooded pajamas, with the hood on her head. The clothes were patterned with cows, black and white, plush, milky and cute.
Mu Ning was like seeing a devil in a dream. He immediately hid behind the door, grabbed the door handle and asked unhappily, "What are you doing here?"
"Send breakfast to Ning Ning."
Mu Ning poked his head out and saw that his right hand was slightly raised, and his long white fingers were holding a paper bag.
"oh."
The free breakfast happened to be too lazy for her to move.
Mu Ning reached out to take it. Gu Zhiyin smiled and wanted to say something. With a bang, Mu Ning slammed the door.
Completely unexpected, Gu Zhiyin's smile suddenly froze on his face.
He really didn't expect that Mu Ning could shut him out after taking his breakfast.
With his forehead twitching, he closed his eyes, suppressed his emotions, and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.
No matter how many times he pressed, Mu Ning turned a deaf ear and sat in the restaurant to open the paper bag.
Breakfast was for two people. Mu Ning immediately guessed what Gu Zhiyin wanted to say before closing the door. He wanted to come in and eat with her!
There is no way!
She would never let this beast into this room.
As soon as Mu Ning sat down, his cell phone rang.
Gu Zhiyin's.
She thought for a moment and opened the phone to answer the call.
"Ning Ning, open the door."
She narrowed her eyes and smiled, "What door should you open?"
"What do you think?"
Gu Zhiyin laughed, as if laughing at her childish behavior.
"Ning Ning, please let me in. I'll apologize to you in person for what happened yesterday."
The man's voice was extremely gentle, like the wolf grandma who coaxed the little white rabbit to open the door.
Mu Ning still doesn’t know his virtue?
"Apologise in person? Is that an apology? How can I have a good ending if I let you in?"
Mu Ning heard Gu Zhiyin take a deep breath there.
As if he didn't want to pretend anymore, his voice became much lower, "When will you open the door for me?"
"When you learn how to respect people, respect other people's privacy, respect boundaries, and respect other people's choices, I will open the door for you again!"
After saying that, she hung up the phone decisively.
After typing, Mu Ning's bad mood was relieved a lot, and he ate breakfast leisurely.
But the more she ate, the more she felt something was wrong. Why did it taste so weird?
Zhang Ma can't make such a terrible breakfast, and it's even more impossible to pack it out. Which store with a chef of this caliber should still be in business and not give negative reviews?
Mu Ning complained in his mind about the breakfast that Gu Zhiyin brought while eating everything he brought.
Finally she finished eating and lay on the sofa burping.
She touched her round belly and called Lu Xinting.
"Tingting, I have decided to change Gu Zhiyin."
