When Xia Mengying was sleeping in a daze, she heard a rustling sound outside. Ever since she lived alone with Tiaotiao, she had become extremely alert. Even when she was sleeping at night, the slightest movement could disturb her.
She was woken up. When she heard the noise, Xia Mengying subconsciously thought of Ning Ziqian. She glanced at her sleeping daughter Zhengxiang in her arms, sat up from the bed, then put on a thin coat and walked out.
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A light was turned on in the living room. It was not very bright, but it was enough to see the living room clearly. Ning Ziqian was not in the living room. Xia Mengying went to the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of water. Today, when she goes to bed at night, once she wakes up
, thirsty most easily, Xia Mengying took the poured ice tea and gathered her clothes. As soon as she arrived on the terrace, she saw a familiar figure, but now he was doing something strange and disliked to her.
thing--smoking.
Xia Mengying frowned. She knew that Ning Ziqian smoked. When he kissed her several times, there was a strong smell of tobacco on his body. That was not the smell she liked. At this moment, he was sitting at the low table on the terrace.
On the stool, he was holding a cigarette in his hands and puffing away smoke. Junyan's face was frowning, as if he was troubled by something, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Well, he was so focused that she didn't even know that she was standing here. He smoked one cigarette after another, and after four cigarettes in a row, seeing that he was going to continue, Xia Mengying finally couldn't help it,
Ning Ziqian walked up to him and grabbed the lighter from his hand while he was lighting up his cigarette. Ning Ziqian turned his head and took out the cigarette from his mouth, his eyes momentarily panicked.
He knew that Xia Mengying didn't like men who smoked, she liked clean and sunny boys.
"If you want to live here, don't smoke."
Xia Mengying spoke very forcefully, turned around and threw the lighter into the trash can angrily.
"I don't like the smell of cigarettes, and neither does Tiaotiao. You smoke so many cigarettes that your mouth smells like tobacco."
In fact, the tobacco smell combined with the unique pine straw smell on his body was not unpleasant, but she didn't like it, especially Ning Ziqian's method, which was too bad for the body.
"You smoke so much?"
Xia Mengying sat down next to Ning Ziqian, her brows furrowed even more tightly, "You said you wanted to eat here, so I let you eat here. You said you wanted to live here, so I let you move in. What else do you have to do?
So troubled? So desperate."
Xia Mengying suspected that if she hadn't appeared, he would have smoked all the pack of cigarettes. Xia Mengying reached out to take the cigarette in front of Ning Ziqian. With the light of the street lamp, Ning Ziqian finally
I could clearly see the scar on her wrist. It was a long one, like a centipede. Although it was very thin, it had been five years and the scar was still clearly visible.
, it must have been very painful at the time. Ever since Yan Siming told him about this, he had always wanted to take a look, but every time he took a look, he would unconsciously look away. He was always worried that he would lose his composure and then endure it.
He couldn't help telling him all the things Yan Siming told him. In that case, would the distance between him and Xia Mengying become wider and wider?
Ning Ziqian held Xia Mengying's left hand, and his slightly warm fingers had already covered her scar. Xia Mengying realized something and was startled. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Ning Ziqian held it firmly.
Stop, he hugged her and leaned on her shoulder, feeling the urge to cry.
Yes, since Xia Mengying came back, Xia Mengying has been satisfied with everything he wanted. He really has nothing to be dissatisfied with and should be worried about.
"I just had a terrible nightmare."
Different from the excuse he gave when he came to see Xia Mengying at noon, this time he really had a nightmare. All the things Yan Siming told him in the afternoon were all played out in his dreams. He broke out in a cold sweat because he was living there.
The good mood he felt when he came in was instantly replaced by haze. He couldn't sleep, so he came out. Seeing that Xia Mengying's door was closed, he came to the balcony to get some air. Because he was in a bad mood, he suddenly became addicted to cigarettes. He couldn't bear it.
I smoked a few.
Have nightmares again? Xia Meng lingered in her heart and sighed. Such a fragile Ning Ziqian left her unable to resist at all.
"Xia Mengying, I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of you back then. I've always regretted it. I regretted going to the United States. If I hadn't gone, nothing would have happened. I really miss you these years.
, please don’t leave my side again, okay? Give me a chance, okay? I want to love you as well as I did before.”
Xia Mengying felt wet liquid sliding across her neck. She suddenly realized that Ning Ziqian was crying, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.
There seems to be no right or wrong between them.
"I really want you to be happy all your life."
Ning Ziqian's words were indescribably sincere. From the day he decided to date Xia Mengying, he never thought of hurting her.
Xia Mengying patted Ning Ziqian's back. She didn't know how to express her feelings at the moment. It was so complicated that she couldn't express it in words. Sometimes, she also felt that she didn't have the need to hate Ning Ziqian.
, in the final analysis, both of them were victims of this incident, but she also had her own knot in her heart that she felt she couldn't untie.
Ning Ziqian's body was shaking a little. He had just dreamed about the child that Yan Siming was talking about. He also saw Xia Mengying crying hysterically while holding the lifeless child. He seemed to have seen it too, but he did nothing.
No, that feeling of powerlessness is more painful than the feeling of drowning.
"I know."
She thought that no matter what happened, she never thought of hurting Ning Ziqian, and Ning Ziqian should treat her the same way.
She also knows Ning Ziqian's fear, because she has often had nightmares in recent years. When she wakes up, she is covered in cold sweat, and then falls asleep again. She often feels in a trance and has habitual insomnia. If
If it weren't for Tiao Tiao, she wouldn't know how to persevere.
"Please quit smoking from now on, it's not good for your health."
Xia Mengying patted Ning Ziqian on the back and said softly.
"Quit slowly, I'll be with you."
She could feel that Ning Ziqian had a heavy addiction to smoking. He must have been smoking for a long time, but it didn't matter. She would accompany him to quit slowly. He smoked like this every day, suffered from insomnia and stayed up late, and had such a heavy job.
, Is this how Ning Ziqian came here these years? When she came back this time, she always felt that Ning Ziqian's complexion was not as good as before. What happened to Ling Zeyu, she should persuade him.
It’s really not Ling Zeyu’s fault. He didn’t object to Ning Ziqian smoking. He also tried to persuade Ning Ziqian to smoke, more than once. The key was that he didn’t listen.
"Yeah." Ning Ziqian responded. He knew that he smoked violently and his body was indeed not as good as before, but when he was upset, he really couldn't control it. But with Xia Meng lingering by his side, he could always
I can quit slowly.
"Let's go in and sleep together."
Xia Mengying stood up, took Ning Ziqian's hand, and asked him to follow him into the room where he and Tiao Tiao slept.
[Author's digression]: ps: Yangyang's health has not been very good since May this year. He has some heart problems and difficulty breathing. It was really uncomfortable to type yesterday, so I added another chapter. I hope you can understand.