There was a knock on the door, which was something Shangguantang expected. She was not asleep, but lay in bed staring at the night outside the window in a daze.
He kept thinking of the knock on the door over and over again, as if he wouldn't give up knocking if she didn't open the door.
Finally, she got up, the door was opened, and his hand raised in the air was frozen there, and the two of them looked at each other with eyes that could not be seen clearly, as if they were trying to distinguish themselves.
He was drunk, and she could see the mist in his eyes with just one glance. She thought that was a sign of his drunkenness.
"What's the matter?"
She raised her head slightly, he was very tall, and she could only look up at the bridge of his nose by raising her head. She didn't want to look directly into his eyes, so she looked at the bridge of his nose to avoid him.
He didn't speak, and looked at her with a tense face. The ambiguous and dangerous subtle emotions in the air collided randomly.
"If it's okay, I want to sleep."
Shangguan Tang was defeated. She had lost her patience in such a contest and raised her hand to close the door.
The movement of closing the door encountered resistance. His hand was on the door frame. The masculine aura caught her off guard. The hand holding the doorknob retracted in a whoosh, but it was too late. His warm palm quickly wrapped hers, covering her whole body.
As soon as the person stepped out of the way, the door slammed shut behind them.
The sudden sound of the door closing was so abrupt in the dark night that Shangguan Tang's heart jumped suddenly.
"you--"
"Why?"
Just as she was about to speak, he interrupted her with an inexplicable "why" that made her feel depressed for no reason.
"Why?"
Bei Xijue took a step closer, his momentum a bit aggressive.
"What why? I don't know what you're talking about?"
Shangguan Tang's eyes flashed and he stepped back. When he took a step forward, she took a step back. There was always a safe distance between them, but the undercurrent surging between them was not safe at all.
"Damn it you say that again!"
Bei Xijue roared suddenly. She had been forced into a corner, and her back hit the cold wall. She shivered. Before she could recover from the shock, a black shadow flashed past, and she closed her eyes subconsciously.
In my ears, there was a muffled "bang" sound, which was the sound of a fist hitting the wall.
"Shangguantang, what do you want?"
Shangguan Tang opened his eyes suddenly. In the dark night, Bei Xijue's eyes were a little dim, and his voice was not as high-spirited as before, but instead sounded helpless, tired, and lonely.
What a joke, he asked her what she really wanted, and she also wanted to know, what was the point of him doing this and forcing her so tightly?!
"Bei Xijue, don't think of yourself as a saint. In this world, no one can be sorry to anyone. If you make mistakes, you should bear the consequences that are destined for you."
She looked at him, her tone full of ridicule and resentment. After a long time, he understood that what happened four years ago had left a far deeper sting in her heart than he imagined. It was because he had been negligent and thought that time
It can make up for everything. In fact, in the final analysis, he is afraid that after everything is exposed, she will blame him and hate him.
However, now that things have come to this, even at the risk of her resenting him and hating him to the end, he still wants to tell her all the truth!
"Shangguantang, you hate me?"
After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice.
"No, I don't hate you."
Bei Xijue's eyes suddenly lit up, and before the ecstasy in his heart reached its peak, it was suppressed by her next words.