Chapter 3: Children play house?

A few days later, Xiangwan was finally discharged from the hospital.

Two bodyguards with strange faces appeared in the hospital ward: "Miss, second master, let us pick you up."

Back at Xiang's home.

The whole house is still the same as before, and there is no big change except that most of the servants have been replaced.

Xiangwan's cat rushed out in a hurry, and whined quickly, rushed into Xiangwan's arms, as if telling his longing for a few days.

It wasn't so enthusiastic in the past, maybe it felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Zuo Xingyun was not there, and there were two bodyguards guarding the door of the bedroom where he lived, with his face full of "Don't be close to someone else."

That room was also his room before Zuo Xingyun left. It has been empty for years and has not been used for him.

Yes, they used to be as close as a family and lived under the same roof. Now that they have come to this point, what is wrong?

At one o'clock in the morning, Xiangyao had insomnia.

She was wearing pajamas and roaming up and down the house with barefoot with her feet in her arms, trying to waste all her energy.

Such a quiet night is like before there is any change...

The sound of the car approached the gate, and two dazzling lights illuminated the large area at the gate.

The car door opened, and the person who came down was Zuo Xingyun.

The car lights made his elegant figure look long, but inexplicably felt lonely.

Xiangwan didn't plan to leave the courtyard. This place was her home, so how could she hide from him like a mouse?

The tall figure approached, and the headlights not far away went out, leaving only the dim street lights in the courtyard. After a while, the two stood face to face.

"Why haven't you been asleep yet?"

The tired and lazy tone was as usual as if nothing had happened between them.

Xiangwan carelessly stroked the cat in his hand and stared at him: "If someone ruined your family, can you sleep?"

"Ha." Zuo Xingyun lowered his head and chuckled, with a little self-deprecating tone: "Yes."

Too?

Xiangwan didn't know how to talk back for a while. How thick a person's face should be to put himself out of the matter after doing evil? It was as if everything had nothing to do with him!

She tried hard to see the expression on his face clearly, and to see if he was acting flawlessly, but when he stood in the backlight, she could only see the outline of his deserted face.

Zuo Xingyun did not let the atmosphere be silenced, so he raised his chin at the cat in her arms: "The cat is very fat."

Xiangwan had a thought flashed through his mind, and she wanted to smash the cat in the face!

But after all, I held back: "Zuo Xingyun, do you really feel guilty at all? My father is dead, and my mother is lying in the hospital now is no different from dying. Why did you keep me?" Why did you want to do it at that time?

Send her to the hospital? Is it just to show her to others? He seems not so bad? Or is he trying to use this to clear his suspicion, or... atone for his sins?

Zuo Xingyun did not answer immediately and lit a cigarette first.

The lighter's fire reflected his flawless face. In just a moment, Xiangwan saw the deep tiredness in his eyes. She didn't understand, would he be tired if he did evil...?

The smoke drifted in the night. After a long time, Zuo Xingyun spoke: "It's getting late, let's take a break soon."

After saying that, his eyes swept across her face meaningfully, and then he walked towards the entrance.

For some reason, Xiang Wan felt wronged for no reason and threw the "Niannian" in her arms to the ground: "This is the cat I gave to me, I don't want it anymore!"

Although "Niannian" was a little confused, out of instinct, he still landed his four legs smoothly. He retracted his feet like frightened and rubbed his feet.

Yes, "Niannian" was the tenth birthday gift given to Xiangwan before Zuo Xingyun left. She kept it for eight years as a treasure and waited for eight years.

If she had known that the demon who had come back would have ruined her family, she would not have been expecting for eight years. Unfortunately, there was no if, so all her expectations had turned into sin.

Zuo Xingyun paused, but he didn't look back, and his voice was deep: "I have been raising it for eight years, and I don't want it if I say no? A child plays house?"

Xiang Wan responded mercilessly: "Aren't you the same?"

Yes, there is no essential difference in this matter. Didn’t Zuo Xingyun’s actions abandon everything that happened?

Zuo Xingyun's body was not easy to feel stiff. He did not continue to argue with Xiang Wan, so he went upstairs.

Soon, Zhang's mother hurried out to help Xiangwan put on her slippers: "Oh, little ancestor, why are you doing barefoot in the middle of the night? Your body hasn't recovered yet... If the Second Master hadn't woken up, I wouldn't have

I know you haven't slept so late..."

Now Xiangwan didn't want to hear any words about Zuo Xingyun, and ignored Zhang Ma's mumblings, and irritatedly picked up "Niannian" and returned to his room.

After all, she couldn't be as cruel as him. She said she didn't want to say "Yi Nian" and would be just a moment of anger and would feel guilty for a long time afterwards.
Chapter completed!