"Yes, that's right, I did it on purpose!" It seemed like the true feelings were revealed, but it also touched Ye Yuwei's pain, "She hasn't been with you for a year. Ming Jue, who has been with you this year?
By your side? Who cares for you when you need it? It’s not that you don’t understand my feelings, nor do you understand. But now, she is back. You just want to kick me away." Ye Yuwei said, tears
It fell down again.
"He Mingjue, even if you don't give me any response, even if I can't warm your heart, please don't be so heartless to me, okay? I have no other requirements, I just want to stay by your side.
Isn’t it okay if you don’t demand anything?”
That was the first time in He Mingjue's impression that Ye Yu, who had always been gentle and elegant, lost control. He Mingjue often had hallucinations in the past, and when Wen Xihe was not by his side. He looked at Ye Yuwei and smiled, then
She thought it was his Xi Xi who was smiling. Seeing Ye Yuwei crying, she thought that she felt sorry for his Xi Xi.
But now, the person in the hallucination is by his side every day and every night. When he sleeps, he is by his side. When he wakes up, he can see her sweet sleeping face at the first glance.
She is within his reach, so real, why does he need those illusions?
"Yu Wei, you know best what kind of person I am. The decisions I make will not be changed easily." Originally, he was cruel to everyone except one person, "Wen Xihe is Wen Xihe, and you are
You, none of you can replace the other!"
Never can.
After saying that, He Mingjue took one last look at Ye Yuwei on the bed, turned and left, "I will find someone to take care of you!"
He looked at the sky outside and couldn't help but feel a little hasty in his footsteps.
Taking advantage of the weather and if time allowed, he wanted to go back and sleep with that little woman for a while longer.
"Jue Ming!"
When people arrived at the door, Ye Yuwei's voice next to him made He Mingjue stop in his tracks.
"I will leave." The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, hiding her emotions, but she spoke extremely weakly, "I know you love him, far more than I love you. If you want it, I will make it happen. I will leave as soon as possible, no
It will make Miss Wen have unnecessary worries!"
The woman's fingertips were embedded in the sheets, and the originally flat sheets were rubbed into wrinkles, "I wish you happiness!"
"Thank you!" He Mingjue finally walked away without stopping at all.
"Snapped......"
The glass cup was slammed against the wall by a green-white hand with great anger, and instantly shattered into countless pieces. There was a sound of a woman gnashing her teeth.
The door to the bedroom was gently pulled open through a thin crack, and the tall figure of the man flashed in. Seeing the quiet bulge on the bed, the man raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.
On the bed, Wen Xihe muttered something unknown and turned over slightly. After a while, the sound of even breathing began.
The man took off his shoes and clothes, got on the bed, and pulled the body with his back to her into his arms. His body was slightly cooler than the early morning outdoors. Wen Xihe felt uncomfortable in his arms.
He arched back and forth, and finally stretched out his hand to make a slight gesture of resistance.
But he didn't wake up.
"Cold..." she complained softly in her sleep.
But He Mingjue stretched out his hands to bring her into his arms, clasped her tightly, and placed his chin on the top of her black hair and rubbed it gently.
"Not even cold..."
The cheek that was originally close to He Mingjue's chest was gently rubbed, and Wen Xihe in his arms slowly opened his eyes.
His hands, however, changed their movements at this moment and wrapped tightly around He Mingjue's neck and wouldn't let go.
"He Mingjue..."
She seemed to murmur, she was too tired, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
After dinner, the two people walked out of the restaurant. After getting in the car, Wen Xihe suddenly looked at He Mingjue beside him, frowning slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.
"Arjue, where's the coat?"
The man was half lying on the seat, closing his eyes slightly to rest, and only moved his lips, "I left it in the restaurant!" He said without any intention of getting up. When he closed his eyes, he felt a little more comfortable.
.
Wen Xihe had no choice but to turn around and get it.
"wait for me!"
As soon as the person left, a text message notification came from the cell phone on the seat next to him. He Mingjue, who had his eyes closed to rest, had already fumbled for his cell phone without even opening his eyes.
After opening it, he realized that the phone belonged to Wen Xihe. When he wanted to put the phone back to its original place, the man's eyes could not leave the dim blue screen.
He froze momentarily.
MMS. The content of the MMS was a nude photo of a woman. And that woman was none other than Ye Yuwei. If the MMS alone was not enough to make He Mingjue freeze.
So.
At the bottom of the MMS message, there was a row of words, not much, but it was shocking to He Mingjue.
"The matter has been taken care of, please rest assured."
Everything comes from an unknown number and is unsigned.
He Mingjue couldn't tell what kind of mood that was. The man's hand holding the phone was slightly cold, and he raised his eyes to look out the window.
Wen Xihe was walking out of the open glass door, with his coat still hanging on one of her arms. Her face showed a kind of peace and serenity that he had never seen before, belonging to a happy woman. She lowered her head
He nodded and gently raised his hand to pat the dust on his suit jacket.
At that moment, He Mingjue could not clearly see the expression on Wen Xihe's face.
He felt as uncomfortable as a cat's paw in his heart. He suddenly had an illusion, as if there was such a clean and natural ink painting that was suddenly stained with ink. That feeling was disappointment, anger, and he couldn't explain it.
Unclear depression. The man kept staring at Wen Xihe, watching her push open the glass door. He looked up, as if he was afraid that he couldn't wait any longer and almost fell when he jumped down the steps.
He Mingjue could not describe his complicated mood at that moment.
He took one last look at the unfamiliar MMS, reached out and pressed the delete button. He lay back in the seat and threw the phone next to it again.
For a moment, He Mingjue felt a huge void in his heart. It was as if there was something that he couldn't grasp after all.
The sound of the car door being opened sounded in her ears. Wen Xihe climbed onto the seat and looked up to find that He Mingjue was still in the same posture as before he left, with his eyes closed and motionless.
"Ajue?"
She tentatively reached out to touch his forehead, but at that moment the man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
Wen Xihe was startled, and naturally backed away, slightly resentful, "What are you doing?"
When He Mingjue turned around, Wen Xihe caught a complicated expression in the man's eyes. She wanted to investigate carefully, but the man had already reached out and touched her head.