It turns out that my neighbor is a god.

Chapter 13 Explosion, slamming the door and leaving
"What's wrong with you?" Ji Wenxuan stretched out his hand and shook in front of her, feeling that her reaction was a bit strange.

For a moment, An Jing even thought, if she really can't do it, she can buy the same one in two days and return it to her neighbors.

But she suppressed this idea as soon as it came out, because she didn't want to lie to Ji Wenxuan, even though she could foresee that Ji Wenxuan would be furious, sad and even misunderstand her after knowing the truth.

Raising her eyes, she forced herself to reply calmly, "This is not a dress for you."

Ji Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then his face became very ugly, his brows were furrowed, his expression was gloomy, and he looked like an arhat.

He put the noodle bowl on the table, there was a bang on the bottom of the bowl and the glass table top, the egg on the top surface of the bowl was almost knocked out, and the soup spilled on the table.

An Jing was taken aback, and then he grabbed her wrist firmly.

"It's not the clothes I bought for me, whose clothes are those! Huh?" He stared at her fiercely, as if he could tear her apart if she didn't answer correctly.

And his hands were like iron tongs, which hurt An Jing so much that her eyes were foggy.

"No, listen to me." An Jing held back the pain and looked at him.

He sneered, with a bit of self-deprecation, "Okay, tell me."

"The neighbor next door has gone out. These are the clothes his sister bought for him. Because he is not at home, they are temporarily stored with me. Please let me pass them on."

"So this clothes belonged to the neighbor next door?" Ji Wenxuan stretched out his hand and shook the collar of his clothes and asked.

An Jing nodded, his expression was so fierce that he wanted to eat her, she was a little scared, she couldn't help lowering her eyes.

Who knew that this dodge action of lowering his head and lowering his eyes would become a guilty conscience in Ji Wenxuan's eyes.

"An Jing, you can't find a good reason for lying! Do you think I will believe it?"

An Jing raised her head in astonishment, her brows were slightly frowned, and her clear eyes were full of grievances, "Wenxuan? I..."

She opened her mouth, and the cold wind poured into her body along the airway, making her whole body cold, and her eye sockets couldn't help turning red, and she shook her head desperately.

No, she wasn't lying...

The next moment, Ji Wenxuan let go of his hand, and under her stunned and terrified eyes, he roughly tore off the clothes on his body, and threw them on the ground.

An Jing was so frightened that she backed away, because Ji Wenxuan threw the clothes with amazing strength and speed, and the clothes made a whistling sound, almost hitting her.

When she looked up again, Ji Wenxuan had already grabbed the clothes on the back of the dining chair, carried the suitcase in his left hand, and opened the door.

"Wenxuan!" An Jing shouted hastily, because he wanted to leave!

But Ji Wenxuan didn't pause for a moment, turned a deaf ear to her shout, turned the door lock and strode away without looking back.

An Jing hurried forward, but was almost slapped in the face by the door.

With a bang, even the walls around the door shook, and some of the white porcelain powder in lumps on the wall immediately fell off.

An Jing looked at the old anti-theft door in front of her, and her heart seemed to be shattered by this blow.

She held the doorknob, and her footsteps that she wanted to chase out were firmly stopped, and she lost the courage to unscrew the door. She slid down weakly and aggrieved, and then sat down on the mat at the door to change shoes.

Immediately afterwards, a whimpering sound like a small animal sounded.

Why did it become like this, two lovers who haven't seen each other for a year, shouldn't they be sweet and sweet?

Why didn't he even have basic trust in himself?Isn't she his favorite person?

Covering her mouth, An Jing was so sad that she couldn't help herself.

After a long time, she wiped away the tears on her face, took out her mobile phone and quickly sent Ji Wenxuan a WeChat message.

"Wenxuan, listen to my explanation. What I said is true. The sister next door really left me this dress. When the neighbor comes, we can send the clothes over together and ask the neighbor in person. It's really not possible. , I can show you my WeChat, Alipay, and bank card transaction records. There is absolutely no expense to buy this dress. Do you trust me? Wenxuan, I don’t want our relationship to be ruined like this Misunderstanding defeated, we walked together for so many years, it was not easy. Wenxuan, I miss you very much, I really did not lie to you. Wenxuan, trust me, okay..."

After An Jing finished editing, she clicked send.

Staring at the phone screen, she waited for Ji Wenxuan's response.

But after several minutes, the other party did not answer.

Stomach growled, An Jing felt hungry, and then remembered that she hadn't eaten the noodles she cooked carefully.

Turning on the screen of the mobile phone, but there was still no reply, another tear fell from the corner of her eye, and then she propped herself up and stood up from the floor mat.

The sun was warm outside, but the temperature inside was extremely cold. After sitting on the ground for a long time, her hands and feet became stiff.

She looked numb and moved to the dining table like a walking dead, then pulled out the chair and sat down.

Her stiff fingers held the chopsticks, and she couldn't hold them firmly, but she tried her best to hold them, and then used the chopsticks to mix the noodles.

It was just this movement, but I found that the chopsticks could not pick the noodles apart, and the previously delicious soup noodles had long since become sticky.

Inserting the chopsticks into the lump, she opened her mouth to bite down, and then tears slipped into the soup.

So unpalatable.

(End of this chapter)