Song Heng held his breath and heard the sound of the engine outside the house. A ray of light shone in from the window. His heart beat wildly and he raised his hands to cover his face.
He immediately put down the box, stood up and walked out the door.
Lu Xinting lowered her head and fumbled around in the car for a long time. She felt a little uncomfortable after not driving for a long time.
I started the car and was about to step on the accelerator when a man suddenly rushed out.
Lu Xinting was startled and quickly braked.
What a close call...I almost hit it.
She grasped the steering wheel with both hands and looked up to see the man standing in front of the hood.
The car lights illuminated him, making his figure look particularly thin and slender.
Lu Xinting's pupils trembled slightly, her fingers couldn't help but tighten, she pursed her lips and looked at him silently.
The man stood in front of the car for a while, his figure swaying. He slowly walked to the driver's seat, paused, raised his finger, and lightly tapped on the window.
Lu Xinting didn't want to open the window and persisted for more than ten seconds. The man outside the window stood there and refused to move. She had nowhere to hide. She slowly exhaled and lowered the window.
She looked at Song Heng. His hair was a bit long and messy. His clothes were still dull and wrinkled. He had obviously just woken up.
Lu Xinting smiled, "Brother Song, why are you back today?"
Song Heng looked at her delicate and charming face with a smile, his throat suddenly tightened, and he let out a deep "hmm".
She touched the steering wheel and frowned, "I'll drive my car back."
Song Heng's voice was dull, "You still have something left at my house."
"what?"
"at my house."
Lu Xinting leaned back on her chair and thought for a while, "It seems there is one, can you take it out for me?"
Song Heng was silent for a moment, "Come and get it yourself."
Lu Xinting saw him turn around without a trace of hesitation, pondered for a moment, and said to his back: "I thought about it, there is nothing important, so I don't want any of it."
Song Heng's heart suddenly shrank, his back stiffened in place, and he said hoarsely: "No more?"
Lu Xinting nodded expressionlessly, "No more."
Song Heng gritted his teeth and clenched the hands hanging by his sides.
He knew that she would just abandon him, just like abandoning him, without any reluctance.
"Why not?" He turned around suddenly, stretched out his right hand uncontrollably, and held the car window, "Lu Xinting, I'll keep it for you, you just need to follow me in to get it..."
Song Heng froze, realized what he had said, pursed his lips, and slowly retracted his hand.
Lu Xinting looked at him quietly. Song Heng wanted to stay calm, but he knew clearly that Lu Xinting could clearly see the avoidance and panic in his eyes.
"Brother Song, what do you want to do?" Lu Xinting stared at him, "No need to beat around the bush, you can tell me directly."
She had seen through his disguise.
"I...I want to..." He looked away from her and "have dinner together."
Lu Xinting looked at him. She had obviously lost a lot of weight. Her shoulder bones and collarbones were very protruding. Her previously well-fitting home clothes looked roomy on him.
He stood outside uneasily, the cold wind making his hair flutter, and the endless night behind him, making his face even paler.
Lu Xinting looked at him for a while and said, "Okay."
Song Heng was startled and turned around in shock.
Did she agree?
He was afraid that he had heard wrongly, and his eyes were locked on hers. He was in a trance until she turned off the car and stood next to him.
"Let's go." Lu Xinting said softly.
Song Heng felt a buzzing in his ears, and an uncontrollable joy surged up. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but she took the lead and left.
Lu Xinting walked a few steps and found that the person behind her didn't move. She turned around and saw that he was still there, "Let's go."
Song Heng was in a trance again, and then followed him with his long legs.
They took a step apart and entered the house together.
Lu Xinting found that this room was still the same as when they left that day. Nothing had changed. Even the shoes she had kicked off before leaving were still there.
Lu Xinting changed her shoes and walked in, looking around, "When did you get home."
"today."
"Do you have any food at home?"
"..."
Song Heng stood stiffly in front of the refrigerator. The remaining items in the refrigerator were broken.
"You sit down for a while, I'll go out and buy some."
Lu Xinting stood up and said, "Let's get together."
Song Heng was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, "It's cold outside."
Lu Xinting insisted, "It doesn't matter, let's go together."
Song Heng stayed where he was.
Lu Xinting looked at him stunned, "What's wrong?"
"You..." Song Heng looked at her, the question he wanted to ask came to his lips, and he shook his head, "It's nothing."
He took a coat from the house and gave it to her, "Put it on, you are wearing too little."
It's a black hooded jacket.
Lu Xinting didn't hesitate, took it, put it on and zipped it up.
She immediately pulled the zipper to the top, revealing a pretty face, "That's it."
Song Heng watched her put on his clothes, her little face looked particularly vivid. He stared blankly for a moment, his heart beating very fast.
It was indeed cold outside. Lu Xinting put her hands in her pockets and suddenly found two lighters.
One on each side.
"Why do you carry so many lighters with you?"
Song Heng closed the door and carried a bag of garbage. "On some occasions, I have to light a cigarette for the boss."
"So you prepare a few extra ones, because you're afraid that if you drop them, you won't be able to find them when you use them?"
"Um."
"Then your clothes haven't been washed?"
"..."
"I only wore it once." Song Heng explained. He was afraid that she would dislike it, so he quickly explained, "It's clean."
Lu Xinting snorted.
Song Heng thought the words "clean" hit her hard, and looked at her in a panic, "I didn't mean that...don't..."
He lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Lu Xinting glanced at him and pulled her lips with a flat expression, "Why are you more sensitive than me?"
After she finished speaking, she walked forward.
Song Heng's coat smelled like the desiccant in the closet, like a woody aroma, and a light tobacco smell, mixed together, restrained and heavy, exactly the same as the smell on his body.
Lu Xinting huddled in her coat, her body finally warmed up.
The mall is not far, they walk there.
When he arrived at the fresh food supermarket, Song Heng pushed the shopping cart and said, "Pick what you want to eat."
"And you."
Song Heng looked down at the road, "I'm not picky about food."
Lu Xinting curled her lips. He seemed to be really not picky about food.
He would eat whatever she ate. If she didn't like something to eat and couldn't finish the rest, she would leave it to him.
Lu Xinting walked in front, and Song Heng pushed the cart behind.
The lights from the supermarket shone on her body, coating the ends of her hair with a halo. Song Heng looked at her back in a daze.
Suddenly a child ran around in the supermarket and knocked over the two-meter-high cans of wine stacked on one side.
Hundreds of cans of wine were about to be thrown at Lu Xinting.
Lu Xinting's vision went dark, and she was pulled aside by a force, and a tall figure blocked her.
The wine jar fell to the ground with a clatter, and the wine flowed all over the floor.
Lu Xinting was protected in Song Heng's arms. She immediately looked up and saw his pale face, "You, are you okay?"
Song Heng tightened his white lips and shook his head.
It was obviously in too much pain to speak.
"Let me go first." Lu Xinting patted his arm.
Song Heng's body stiffened and he realized that he was holding her in his arms. He paused and slowly let go of her.
Lu Xinting walked over and picked up the child, "The naughty child needs treatment?"
The little boy was so frightened by Lu Xinting that he cried. His mother caught up with her and he quickly complained, "Mom! This sister wants to hit me!"
"What do you want to do? Let go of my son!" The woman yelled at Lu Xinting and pulled the child behind her to protect him.
"What do you think of your child? If you let him run around in the supermarket, who will be responsible if something happens?"
"Hey, no, does your family own the supermarket? Why does it have to do with you if he runs away?!" The woman said confidently.
"Didn't you see he knocked those drinks down?"
"He was also careless! Okay, I'll apologize to you. I'm sorry, okay?" The woman's apology was not sincere at all.
Lu Xinting was very calm, "A perfunctory apology is enough? Do you know you hit someone just now?"
"Hit someone? Does it hurt? My little baby was also hit. Why is nothing wrong with him? You are a young girl and you are so unreasonable. What, you want to extort money from me?"
