Long time no see, Mr. Qin

Chapter 50 The back of love is never hate (4)

"Yes." I said, there was no sorrow or joy in my voice, and I seemed a little indifferent.The pain cannot be heard from this voice, let alone felt.

But after I finished speaking, my hands were clasped together, and my nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

"You don't love him at all!"

He said it with certainty, with unearthly certainty.

"I will fall in love. Even if I don't love now, I will fall in love in the future." I lowered my head and whispered.

"You won't. Those who have loved me cannot fall in love with other men." He came over and stretched out his hand to grab me, but I dodged it, and his feet stepped back as if he had his own consciousness.His face sank at this moment, and something resembling pain flashed across his eyes.

"I admit that I loved you, because I loved you, that's why I hurt so much. You say I'm ruthless, and I admit it, but why don't you think about why I'm so ruthless? It's all because of you, You know, Qin Ziyang forced you out bit by bit. So..." I raised my head to look at him, and said slowly and difficultly: "Sooner or later, I will forget you, maybe a year, maybe two years, maybe Longer, but I will surely forget."

"Then don't marry anyone before that!" He stepped forward, not allowing me to retreat this time.

"Oh, it's ridiculous. If you say no, don't you? Who do you think you are? Whether I will marry him or not is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you." I didn't quit anymore, Simply meeting his eyes, he spoke slowly and clearly word by word.

After speaking, I pushed him away, took out the key directly, and turned the door lock.

The moment he was about to enter, Qin Ziyang suddenly turned around and strode towards me, besieging me at the door.

"I don't allow it!"

He punched the wall with his fist, and it happened to be the hand that was cut by the cup, and the gauze on it was now stained red again.

I looked at him coldly, and the white gauze stained with blood.

"Qin Ziyang, go back to your world and don't appear in front of me again."

I didn't see Qin Ziyang again for several days after that day, but Xu Moran always called me.

He said, "Nian Jin, come out and have a meal."

I want to evade it, but frankly speaking, since the last time he said that I was his fiancee in front of those people, I no longer have the relaxed feeling when facing him.

If I used to regard him as my younger brother and friend, then now with his strong language and gaze, I have to treat him as a man.

"I'm sorry, Mo Ran, today I..."

"Don't say sorry, that's better next time."

This kind of phone call went back and forth several times, and even I myself thought the reasons for refusing to evade were ridiculously naive, but he didn't make any rebuttals, and didn't even make a rhetorical question. He just said lightly: "Then next time gone."

Finally I had to say, "Well, where is it?"

"my home."

I froze for a few seconds, and asked cautiously: "Is there anyone else?" I was really afraid that his next sentence would mean his parents.

"No."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should I bring there?"

"No, just bring the person here." He joked, as if he could hear my vague nervousness.

"Don't worry, this requirement must be met." I also followed suit.

After arriving there, Xu Moran really prepared everything. Even my application for help was rejected. In the end, I could only sit on the sofa like a young lady, watching "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" with a remote control in my hand. "——The cartoons that Zhejiang Satellite TV broadcasts every day seem to be very inconsistent with what I would watch at my age, but every time I see Big Big Wolf obeying Hong Taro, I will feel an inexplicable sense of happiness.

After a while, Xu Moran poked his head out, holding a pot of soup in his hand, with a fish stewed in it.After he came out, he put the pot on the table, and I saw a burn mark on his hand, but it was not very clear.

"What happened to your hand?"

"It's nothing. Come and taste how the soup tastes." He put a bowl in front of me, but took back the hand that had just been exposed with scald marks.

I can't say anything more.That's how he is, all the pain has to be hidden, even that leg, many times I often forget that his left leg is disabled.

Because he hid it so well, so good that he was more perfect than ordinary people.

"Hmm..." I sniffed it, "It smells so good."

His extremely serious face, which had been so tense all the time, finally relaxed, showing a relieved smile, "Then drink more."

"You can eat too." I said while drinking.

He nodded with a smile, took a piece of fish, carefully picked out the thorn, put it in a small plate, and finally pushed it in front of me.

"It's all done, I know you don't like picking fishbone."

"How do you know?" Actually, I seldom eat fish, even when I eat with everyone, I rarely use my chopsticks to pick them up.But most people think that I don't like to eat it, even Cheng Shan thinks so, but I just hate those thorns.

He didn't make a sound, but kept repeating these actions: pinching fish, picking thorns, giving me, and he didn't answer, let alone asking for credit and dedication. Everything seemed very normal. It is a painting, and there is a hint of happiness on it.

I began to eat it absent-mindedly. I no longer felt the taste of the fish itself. I just felt that the meat was very smooth and tender, and it melted as soon as I put it in my mouth.

"Why, isn't it delicious?"

"No, this fish is very tender." I said with a smile.

"Then eat more." After speaking, he put a fish eye on my plate.

I looked at the scary thing and shook my head quickly, "I don't eat this, I don't eat anything like tongue, eyes, or head." I looked at the eyes that seemed to be staring at me, and said cautiously .

"Eating fish eyes is good for your eyes. And..."

"Ok?"

I look at him.

"Forget it, it's nothing, just leave it if you don't like it." He smiled at me, and this smile made me feel like spring blossoms and flowing water.

"Mo Ran...I..."

"Want to tell me something?" He asked, put down the spoon, and sat upright, as if he knew what I wanted to say.

"This soup is really delicious." When the words came to his lips, he forcibly retracted them, and these insignificant things came out unexpectedly.

"As long as you like it," he said.

"Mo Ran, is there a girl you like?" I asked in the tone of a big sister, but I knew how artificial and inappropriate the tone was.

But people are like this, the more flustered they feel, the more they like to cover up and emphasize like they want to cover up.

"Yes, there is a woman I like." When he said this, he paused deliberately, his eyes looked at me without blinking, until he saw me lower my head, and secretly regretted in my heart why such a sentence Start with words.

Fortunately, he didn't continue talking, and he didn't say something that I couldn't resist now.

"I'll make something else for you next time." He changed the subject and smiled.

"That's right, it's really a model of a good new man." I joked with a smile, following his easy topic, afraid to bring it back to the sensitive area.

"Do you like the new man?" He suddenly approached me, startling me, but he retreated in an instant, and this sentence seemed to be just a joke, which was passed by.

"I'll go back first." I stood up, somewhat unnaturally.

Xu Moran didn't say anything, but his eyes were a bit dim, but they were still so bright when he raised his head, which made me feel that everything just now was my illusion.

He smiled, showing a row of clean and neat teeth when he opened his mouth, still in that extremely gentle look.

He picked up the coat on the sofa, "Come on, I'll drive you."

I also put on my coat and followed him out.

The evening wind was a bit chilly, Xu Moran took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around me, his eyes were long and narrow, like the twinkling stars in the sky.

"What do you want to eat next?" He asked me.

"Huh?" I didn't realize it for a moment, and after a while I said: "Anything is fine, Chef Xu's craftsmanship is there, it's not bad."

"Then let's have beef sauce."

"This is my favorite." I cheered.

I really love this dish and order it no matter where I go.Once I went on a trip with Cheng Shan, I just wanted to order this, but in the end, I couldn’t find any restaurant in the whole city.

She made fun of me and said, "If you're with someone tomorrow, that person must know how to do this. Otherwise, the next time you travel somewhere, you'll have to walk all over the street just to find this. It's crazy."

I curled my lips and said, "Don't worry, he will. If he won't, I will force him to."

At that time, I was still full of fantasies about love. I fantasized that one day I would meet a tall and handsome man. He smiled as if the whole world was bright. He was rich, stylish, and handsome. The whole world is held in front of me, and those princes in Korean dramas and comics are always used by us to fantasize.

They will exclaim, so-and-so is so handsome, if you want to look for it in the future, you will find someone like this.

He would say infatuatedly, so and so belongs to my family, holding the poster with an intoxicated look on his face.

You will be envious of those in love who carefully create surprises for their significant other.

But now, I feel that these things are far away from me, but very close.

What is far away is that those fantasies are no longer there, and what is near is that I never thought that one day I would actually be able to experience those in real life.

Is it luck or misfortune to meet the kind of person in the script without the Cinderella plot fabricated in the script?

Thinking about this question all the way to the gate of the community, Xu Moran said "here" and pulled me back. Looking at the handsome face in front of me, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed and lost my mind again.How many times is this today?
How could Xu Moran not feel so sensitive?
So I deliberately pulled the corners of my mouth apart and pulled it hard, it seems that I should be smiling brightly.I didn't want to, but I saw the man on the opposite side showing a terrified expression.

"Su Nianjin, stop laughing, this is not you." He turned his head away after speaking.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then murmured: "Yeah, that smile is really ugly, it's not true, it really isn't me."

When I got out of the car, I stood there, and the car drove away quickly without even stopping.

I looked at the car that was going away, and cursed in a low voice: "Su Nianjin, you are hopeless." I reached out and took off the leather cover on my hair, and my hair fell down, flying in the wind .

I staggered and sang a few lines of Elva Hsiao's "A Person's Wonderful" loudly, which felt like howling a wolf, but it seemed that I had regained the mood I had a few years ago, and my whole body relaxed.

"Fuck Qin Ziyang, fuck those people wearing hypocrisy masks, the earth will still turn around if it is away from everyone... Swing your hair and stride away... bye-bye I wish you a happy... I I will live a wonderful life alone..." I said and sang, just like Su Nianjin who used to be crazy, singing and shouting fiercely, releasing all unhappy things, regardless of everything, This should be me.However, the moment the elevator door opened, there was still a wave of shock in my heart.

I raised my head and looked forward, it was empty, there was no one, not even a shadow.I smiled, that's fine.

I took out the key and inserted it into the lock. As soon as I turned it, I heard footsteps approaching and far away. loose.

"Su Nianjin, you are really neurotic."

The downstairs door closed, and the key I had inserted in the lock came into place, and the door opened.

After walking in, I threw myself on the big sofa.The sofa is very soft, and the whole person can sink into it, unlike the sofa in New York before, which was very hard, and it would be painful to throw yourself on it after returning from exhaustion several times.After Qin Ziyang saw it, he said that he must buy a soft and big sofa in the future. It is the same as the big round bed with buttons in the United States.

ding dong -- ding dong --

The doorbell rang several times.

I opened my eyes, and the sound of the doorbell had been replaced by a knocking sound, once and for all, bang bang bang.

I got off the ground, walked over, and saw a handsome face through the door mirror.

I leaned against the door and didn't speak until the sound became smaller and smaller.

"Su Nianjin, I know you are inside, you open the door."

……

Boom, boom, another series of knocking sounds.

"Su Nianjin, if you don't open it, I'll find someone to pry open the door, you know I can do it."

I turned around and hurriedly opened the door, without revealing a crack or whispering persuasion, but wide open.

"Of course I know you can, why can't you Qin Ziyang." I sneered.

He stepped in, the door was closed, and the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He seemed to have drunk a lot.

I didn't take a closer look just now, but now, under the [-]-watt incandescent light, those eyes that usually squint slightly turned red.

"Su Nianjin..." He leaned over while calling my name, and suddenly hugged me a few steps away.

I tried to struggle and failed several times.

His strength was too great, his hands were like steel pliers, and he ruthlessly hugged my body.

"Nian Jin...Nian Jin..." He just called my name, whispering, rubbing his face against my cheek, and every time he said it, he smelled of alcohol.

How much did you drink to make this happen?

After he finished reading, his hands started to swim on my body, he pulled my face towards him forcefully, pressed his forehead against me, quietly, without moving, as if he was just feeling my breath.

"Let go of me..." I whispered, the strength in my hands getting stronger and stronger.

He suddenly kissed my lips, put it in his mouth, and sucked it carefully, his hands encircled me even more forcefully, as if he wanted to knead me into his body before he was willing to blend into one.

"Let go...uh..."

In the end, I bit his lip hard, and even tasted the taste of blood, astringent and bitter.It's really strange, how can blood be bitter?

Harder, harder...

The smell is getting stronger and stronger, but the man in front of me is still unmoved, kissing lingeringly and attentively, as if the wound is not on his body, but my teeth have clearly reached the limit, this bite will definitely leave The next big wound.Qin Ziyang still refused to let go of me, and even kissed me even tighter, his two mouths were tightly fitted together, and in the end, there was not even a single seam to be found.

Even so, I still broke free, and I don't know where the force came from, and jumped out of his grip abruptly.

He looked at me, staggered towards me with a drunken body, and was about to lean towards me. I hurriedly turned around and walked towards the back room, and quickly closed the door, but he still blocked it with his quick hands.

But I refused to let go, I used up all my strength, and clamped his arm tightly.

"Qin Ziyang, if you don't withdraw, I will pinch your hand off." I said fiercely.

"Clamp it." He said indifferently, treating his arm like an insignificant thing.

I looked into his calm eyes, and with a sudden slam, the door closed again. That arm was like a stump of a puppet that lost its owner, and was clamped there alone, and because it was a puppet, there was no no feeling.

It doesn't hurt...

Yes, it won't hurt, otherwise how could the man in front of me be so calm, he didn't even move, his body didn't move, even his expression didn't change, his eyes were flushed, he just stared straight at me.

I suddenly felt very sad, and my heart was very sad. The hole seemed to be bigger, and there was also a trace of sadness.

When he was in New York, he lost his temper once, and Qin Ziyang did the same.

It's just that I didn't want to really clamp it that time, and let go after a while of confrontation.

After he came in, he immediately hugged me high, and when he was about to throw me on the bed, he got up lightly.

It wasn't really willing to let me just be thrown up like that, but it still hurt me, and it hurt me when I was on the bed.

(End of this chapter)