There is a floor-to-ceiling window with moso bamboo planted outside, and the remaining three walls are covered with colorful watercolor paintings. They are all graffiti. It is impossible to understand what the paintings are, as if they were daubed with water chalk at random.
However, it is not messy but does not look messy, and it is fancy but not obtrusive. With all kinds of strange-shaped furniture, it feels like you have entered an abstract world.
"Did you draw all of these?" Wen Tong asked in surprise.
"Yeah, actually I have another hobby which is painting. There are still a lot of things upstairs that have not been finished." Luo Xi walked into the kitchen and took out a bag of instant noodles from somewhere, "I'll cook some noodles for you. I
I can’t cook, so there’s nothing in the refrigerator.”
"I'll do it myself." Wen Tong took the noodles in his hand, "Do you want to eat it?"
"I already ate dinner."
He leaned against the door and watched her cooking noodles with a smile.
Soon, a steaming bowl of noodles was cooked. Wen Tong was really hungry. After sitting down, he picked up the chopsticks and just took a bite and was about to put it into his mouth. Suddenly, some scenes came into his mind unexpectedly.
It was raining outside that day, and he was sitting in the restaurant eating noodles cooked by her. She asked him, Beichen Xiao, is it delicious?
He raised his head and looked at her, with something akin to memories in his eyes. It was painful but seemed very warm. It gave her the feeling that he was remembering someone.
"Is the noodles delicious?"
Luo Xi's voice interrupted Wen Tong's thoughts. She suddenly came back to reality and smiled, "It's delicious."
Lowering his head, the mist covered everything in his eyes.
Luo Xi finished the meal with her and took her to the room upstairs, "Can you stay in this room? It's very clean and no one has ever lived in it."
He turned on the light and asked thoughtfully.
The decoration and furnishings in the house are very warm and everything is clean.
"Will I cause trouble to you if I live here?" Wen Tong said sheepishly, "I'll leave tomorrow."
"I'm the only one here. If there's any trouble, just stay here." He opened the cabinet, his face slightly red, "These are all my clothes. If you don't mind, you can take them and wear them."
Worried that she would dislike it, he immediately added, "Don't worry, they are all clean."
"I know." Wen Tong smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Luo Xi."
"Why are you being polite to me? Take a bath and go to bed early."
Luo Xi turned around to leave, but his sleeve was suddenly pulled by someone. He turned around and saw Wen Tong lowering his head, and the hand holding him was shaking slightly.
"Do you...even you look down on me?" Her voice was choked with sobs, and she bit her lower lip tightly after speaking.
Luo Xi's eyes fell on the small white hand. It was so thin that you could even see the blue blood vessels under the skin.
Now the news about her has spread all over the world in newspapers, on the Internet, and on TV. When he saw it on the Internet, he didn't want to believe it at first, but when he thought about Wen Tong's various weird behaviors these days, he knew that,
This thing is not false.
Seeing that Luo Xi didn't respond for a long time, Wen Tong let go of her hand sadly and helplessly.
Now even Luo Xi dislikes her, what should she do?
Yes, she has done such a shameful thing, so what right does she have to ask for Luo Xi's tolerance?
Her hand was held by him before she let go for a second. Luo Xi said eagerly and firmly: "No matter what people outside say, I believe you."
"Do you believe me?" Wen Tong raised his head, his eyes misty, "What do you believe in me? Do you believe that I have nothing to do with Beichen Xiao?"
Luo Xi frowned and pursed her thin lips.
"Luo Xi, what they said is right. Beichen Xiao and I really have an inappropriate relationship. I have been with him for eighteen days and we have done everything." Her tears finally fell, hot.
Like pearls that are about to melt, they are dripping on the chest one by one.
She suddenly pulled away the T-shirt on her body, exposing the girl's white shoulders to the air.
Luo Xi's pupils shrank sharply. He couldn't believe that Wen Tong's delicate skin had bruises and bruises, and even teeth marks. She could no longer think about the abuse she had suffered.
Strong uneasiness and self-blame almost surrounded Luo Xi. He hated his stupidity at that moment. He said that he believed in her, but in fact it was just self-comfort. He was a man, and he still liked her. He cared,
Matters a lot.
But now, let those worldly concepts go to hell. He just wanted to protect her and prevent her from being hurt like this again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Luo Xi hugged her into his arms, her voice choked with sobs, and she apologized over and over again.
Wen Tong lay on his shoulder, crying silently.
****
The sky was still dim, and Wen Tong quietly came to her door. She mustered up a lot of courage before ringing the doorbell.
"Who is it?" Mother Wen's voice came, and she said weakly, "Mom, it's me."
The door, which had been opened halfway, suddenly stopped.
"Mom, I beg you, let Xiao Le go for the operation. Before the hospital calls to cancel the operation, can you please let Xiao Le go? Even if you hate me and complain about me, Xiao Le is
Innocent."
"Mom, please open the door so I can talk to Dad, okay?" Wen Tong slapped the iron door hard.
"Your dad doesn't want to see you, and I don't want to see you either. Just leave." Mother Wen gritted her teeth and said firmly.
Soon, she heard Xiao Le crying from inside, "Mom, let me come in. If she doesn't come home, where will you let her go?"
This was followed by Father Wen's scolding, "Don't she have the ability to know a man? That man would ignore her?"
Xiao Le retorted unconvinced, "Is sister your biological child? How can you be so cruel?"
Bang, a slap fell on Xiao Le's face. Father Wen was so angry that he was shaking all over, "You... shut up."
For the first time, Wen's father hit Xiao Le, and the expression on Wen's mother's face was unpredictable, and it was hard to explain the pain.
Wen Tong stood outside the door, her voice hoarse from shouting.
The movement of this family alarmed the neighbors. Everyone came out to watch the fun and pointed at Wen Tong.
"Old Feng, he is more promising than your daughter. I heard that man is a nobleman and is as rich as the country."
Lao Feng curled his lips unconvinced, "My daughter is getting married. Unlike her, she is just a mistress with a dishonest reputation."
Wen Tong lowered her head and silently endured the insults from these people.
I think back then, she had always been a role model in this alley. Adults would tell their children to learn from the old Wen family's daughter. She was beautiful and had the best grades in the school.
Now, they will only tell their children not to imitate the old Wen family's daughter, who only seduces men and befriends the rich.
"Mom, please open the door and let me see Xiaole..."
Wen Tong was still banging on the door unyieldingly.
Suddenly, the door opened.
But what came out was not Father Wen and Mother Wen, but a basin of water coming towards us.