Zi Tong knocked twice on the door of Dongfang Xuxiao's room, and without waiting for him to answer, he opened the door and entered.
"What are you doing here?" Dongfang Xuxiao walked out of the inner room with a bad tone.
Zi Tong knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment and had no intention of arguing with him.
"Miss Qi asked me to hand this over to you!" Zi Tong handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Dongfang Xuxiao.
Dongfang Xuxiao glanced at it indifferently, but did not reach out to pick it up.
Without saying a word, Zi Tong put the porcelain bottle on the table: "Miss Qi has left. This is the antidote she left for you. She said, if you don't believe it, you can ask a doctor to verify it!"
"..." Dongfang Xuxiao.
Seeing that he was still silent, Zi Tong felt agitated for no reason: "She thought carefully and decided to let you be free. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your own business!" The atmosphere in the room was so depressing that Zi Tong didn't want to stay for a moment.
, turned around and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, Zi Tong paused and added without looking back: "You can finally get what you wanted!" After finishing his words, he picked up his steps again.
"You get what you want?" Dongfang Xuxiao's slightly drooped eyelids flashed with a touch of ridicule: "...I'm afraid it won't be possible in this life!"
…
"What's wrong?" As soon as Zisai stepped into the room, his eyes were attracted by the mess on the floor. He sighed and bent down to pick up the things one by one.
Seeing the person coming, Zi Tong trotted up to him; without saying a word, he pulled him to the table: "Don't pick up the things yet, I will pick them up myself later!" As he spoke, the person sat down next to Zi Sai.
"Why are you throwing things away?" Zisai looked directly at Zitong and said in a stern voice.
Knowing that he was wrong first, he lowered his head with a guilty conscience: "I am in a bad mood!"
"If you're not in a good mood, you can just throw things around?"
Glancing secretly, Zisai's face tightened, and Zitong cowardly muttered: "These things can't be broken!"
Looking at the pillows, clothes and other items on the floor, Zisai was angry and funny: "So, you are still reasonable?"
Zi Tong's smart eyes wandered around, and he peeked at Zi Sai's face and said, "Whenever I feel bad, I want to find something to vent to. But even if I am venting, I don't waste anything..." He pointedly pointed at the ground.
The items pursed his lips: "...Look, they are all in good condition, and they can be worn and used when picked up..." Before he finished speaking, Zi Sai's face changed, and he hurriedly changed the subject: "...But I promise
, even if I’m in a bad mood in the future, I won’t throw things around casually!”
"..." Zi Sai.
Zitong Rouyi slowly climbed up Zisai's arm and raised a flattering smile: "As the saying goes, knowing your mistakes can lead to great improvements; I have already admitted my mistakes, so you should give me a chance to change my ways!"
Watching her open and close her little mouth with a flattering smile, Zisai's expression softened slightly: "I won't do this next time!"
"Yeah!" Zi Tong responded hurriedly.
When they get along, they don't have the feeling of a monarch and a minister; rather, they look exactly like a grown man teaching his little girl.
"Tell me! Why are you in a bad mood?" Zi Sai did not open his arms, Zi Tong's arms were like an eight-clawed octopus.
Zisai asked, which reminded Zitong of the unhappy things again: "Miss Qi is gone!"
"She's gone?" A flash of surprise clearly flashed in Zisai's eyes; how could such a stubborn woman let go at the drop of a hat?
"Yes!" Zi Tong nodded heavily, confirming that he heard correctly.
"Now that things have come to this, how could she just leave?" Logically speaking, she should use this to blackmail Dongfang Xuxiao and hold her responsible.
"Who knows!" Zitong frowned slightly, recalling what Qi Fengya said before leaving: "Before she left, she told me that she had thought clearly. Instead of two people suffering, it would be better for Mr. Dongfang to be happy alone!"
Hearing Zitong's repeated words, Zisai's eyes flashed with relief: "It seems like she has figured it out!"
"I don't know if she has figured it out. I only know that before she left, she still hoped that she could be pregnant with Young Master Dongfang's child!" Seeing Zi Sai's expression change, Zi Tong knew that he had misunderstood: "She wanted to
She is pregnant with Young Master Dongfang’s child, not because she wants to blackmail him into taking responsibility for her; but because she wants to have someone to keep her company for the rest of her life!"
Zisai was silent for a moment, then uttered two words: "How stupid!"
"I think so too!" Zi Tong leaned his head on Yu Zi Sai's shoulder; there was too much confusion in his eyes: "Ice cube face! Tell me, why doesn't Master Dongfang like such a good woman?
?”
"It's hard to talk about feelings, let alone force them!" Zisai whispered as he stared at the man leaning on his shoulder.
"I know you can't force this kind of thing, but I just feel it's not worth it for Miss Qi!" Zi Tong sighed: "You said that if she is really pregnant, how hard it would be for a woman to bring her up!"
"Since she has chosen this path, no matter how difficult it is, I believe she will go on with a smile!" Zisai stroked Zitong's soft hair with his big hand, comforting: "As long as she thinks it is worth it, we onlookers can just give us our blessings.
!”
"This is the only way!" Imagine Qi Fengya's possible unhappy future. Zi Tong was still very sad in his heart: "You said that things have developed to this point, Mr. Dongfang can't show some manliness and bring Miss Qi to the rescue.
Let me marry you and go home!"
"If things were as simple as you said, the quarrel between them would not have reached this point of no return; and..." Zisai paused slightly, then continued: "...in this farce,
Dongfang Xuxiao is the passive victim!"
"I know! Mr. Dongfang is a passive victim, but..." Zi Tong's lips pursed slightly, feeling depressed: "...I just can't help it, I want to complain!"
"I know!" Zi Sai found that he had become so patient without knowing when: "But you have to know that forcing things will not necessarily bring you happiness; maybe if you let go, you will gain something.
Unexpected happiness!”
"Is this really the case?" Zi Tong's tone was obviously filled with suspicion.
Zisai's lips curled up slightly: "Time will prove everything to us, won't it?"
Zi Tong thought for a while and nodded gently: "I really hope it can be as you said!"
"Will do!"
Zi Tong quietly leaned on Yu Zi Sai's shoulder, and his mood gradually improved.
After a long time, Zisai said, "Are you feeling better?"
"Much better!" Zi Tong took a deep breath and raised a smile.
"That's okay..." He pointedly pointed and glanced at the messy items on the ground.
Zi Tong playfully stuck out the tip of his tongue: "I'm going to pick it up right now!" After saying that, he quickly stood up and quickly picked up the items on the ground.
A smile flashed across Zisai's eyes; he then stood up and joined her.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window into the room; the two working figures are drawn together, and finally intertwined intimately.