Chapter 53

"Star... Starry sky." Chen Wanwan moved her body from the chair, but she hadn't recovered from the shock. Opposite Xu Xingxing looked at her, she felt like she was dreaming.

How did Xu Xingxing and Huaijing meet? How did they get to where they are now? If she could serve Xu Xingxing a snack and trap her in advance, she might not be in this situation now.

But Xu Xingxing deliberately hides it from her, can she find out?

Even if she finds out, can she stop it?

Chen Wanwan has known Xu Xingxing for so many years, but she did not expect that she is such an extreme person, either conservative or deviant, without even a transition in between, she was caught off guard.

Chen Wanwan looked at Xu Xingxing, there were thousands of words in her throat, but they were all silent in the end.

Xu Xingxing has only two relationships, one of Wang Shunsheng's cheating and derailment, which made her vulnerable and sensitive. She finally fell in love with someone again, but she fell in love with the one that would only hurt her more deeply.

Chen Wanwan didn't stop her in time to avoid starting, so she must be cut off in time to prevent her from falling into deeper pain. For Chen Wanwan, this was tormenting, especially seeing the light in Xu Xingxing's eyes that hoped for her support, like a small jumping flame. She hoped that she would encourage and support her to make the fire burn more vigorously, but she put out the fire with a basin of water.

"No, no starry sky." Chen Wanwan's throat was sore. After she repeated it, she asked bluntly: "Does he love you? If he loves you, will he marry you?"

Chen Wanwan's tone was aggressive, and the two questions she asked made Xu Xingxing's eyes jump. Her mind was cluttered again, and the sunlight gradually slanted up her fingers on the table. She looked down at the sunshine at her fingertips, her voice gradually getting smaller.

"I think...he has a crush on me."

Otherwise, he wouldn't buy her candy, take her to see her idol, or even make ginger syrup for her. They are friends, not friends, not lovers.

After thinking about his own mind and recalling the life with Huaijing, it turned out to be so beautiful.

"Good feelings won't last forever." Chen Wanwan's words smashed the screen of her memory playback like a punch, Xu Xingxing raised his eyes to look at Chen Wanwan.

A friend who has always been smiling, with distressed helplessness and determination in her big eyes, she said cautiously: "If you like Senior Bai Zhu, I will encourage you to pursue it, and even help you pursue it. But President Huai... Xingkong, we They're just ordinary people, different from what they're after, I don't want you to be hurt. Just like this time..."

"Stop talking." Xu Xingxing stopped Chen Wanwan.

As an outsider, Chen Wanwan is always more rational than her. And reason is often hurtful. After Xu Xingxing heard these words, he had already figured it out, and he didn't need to continue listening.

"Senior Bai Zhu also knows that he asked me to come to my best friend to make up my mind. You are my best friend, and I know that you persuaded me for my own good."

Xu Xingxing smiled, looked at Chen Wanwan and said.

Xu Xingxing's words made Chen Wanwan's teeth tense.

Retracting his fingers on the table, Xu Xingxing raised his eyes to look at the sunlight outside the window. The dazzling sunlight was surrounded by an even more dazzling light circle. Xu Xingxing suddenly felt empty and felt nothing.

"I know what to do."

The weather is getting warmer and the sky is getting darker and slower. remember when came home from get off work and Huaijing was waiting for her at the door of He Feng's apartment, it was dark.

Today, although the sun has set, the sky is still white, brighter than the light, not as warm as the light.

Xu Xingxing stood in front of the IO Building, and just rejected the sixth taxi driver who asked her where she was going today. Chen Wanwan's car was parked in a parking lot not far away, and she was sitting inside and looking at her.

Xu Xingxing's phone still had fifty percent of the battery's charge, and the string of phone numbers that he had memorized by heart had already been entered into the phone's dial pad. Her throat tightened, looking at the gradually darkening sky, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she dialed.

The phone didn't ring twice, and when Xu Xing's heart gradually hung up, the phone was picked up. The man's voice was low and magnetic, like a spring breeze over the fields, he seemed to be a little surprised, and there was a smile in his words.

"Why did you take the initiative to call me?"

Recalling that when the two were together, she seldom took the initiative to call him. Although the two were friends, it was more like he took care of her.

With one phone call, he can make an appointment with her and pick her up.

And every time, she is willing.

"Yeah." The beating of her heart beat her eardrums, but her heart felt a little colicky. She said to the person on the phone, "Do you have time? I want to meet you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally, he bluntly refused.

"Can't."

The more critical it is, the more cautious one must be. Huaiyanghan failed to seek cooperation with him, and he would definitely find an opportunity to fight back. If you want to fight back, maybe you will start on her.

Since the last time he said he would introduce Tang Qingqi to him, Huaiyanghan had sent someone to follow him, and he could not meet Xu Xingkong.

In the end, he had to be steady. After waiting for so long, couldn't be turned over by Huaiyanghan at the last minute.

"Oh." The woman's voice was tight. Later, she smiled and said, "I mainly want to tell you that my brother is getting married."

This is a very happy thing, and she is also very happy, and there is joy in her words. Huaijing was also infected and said with a smile, "Really? Then I..."

"You didn't say last time that my brother was engaged when he was younger than me, am I embarrassed?" Xu Xingxing interrupted him, looking at the LED screen on the opposite building, she smiled and said, "I'm really embarrassed, I'm not too young, and I want to get married too. So..."

The woman's voice paused, and then she smiled again, as if she had stabbed a knife into Huaijing's heart.

"Let's break it up. I have someone I like. I want to fall in love and get married."

The office did not turn on the lights, the floor-to-ceiling windows let in the light of the sky, and the stars gradually flickered in the sky. Huaijing, on the other hand, seemed to have been put into a dark hell without any light.

Before waiting for his response, the woman rambled and added: "I'm sorry, I wanted to say it face to face, but I was too anxious. Our relationship is unfair to the person I like... It's not fair to the person I like, so In such a hurry..."

"Is that the painter named Bai Zhu?" Huaijing interrupted her as she heard the woman throw knives one by one without knowing it.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and after a long silence, she said softly, "Yes, I'm sorry."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Xu Xingxing stepped on a small stone on the ground and called out softly.

"Hey?"

"Well." The man responded and said solemnly, "I wish you happiness."

Such a happy blessing made Xu Xingxing's heart twist. She thought about whether he had a good opinion of him at first, and tried to win, but now, she felt that it was right not to win.

She opened her mouth, her throat was sore, and after a while, she replied.

"I wish you happiness too."

When Xu Xingxing hung up the phone, it was completely dark, all the cars on the road turned on their lights, and the street lights on the side of the road were all turned on, illuminating the otherwise dark city.

Xu Xingxing stood in the light with dry corners of her eyes. She raised her eyes and glanced at the top floor of the IO Building. The windows on the top floor reflected the light on the ground, and she couldn't see anything inside.

So, it's completely over.

Maybe it happened so suddenly, Xu Xingxing didn't feel anything except numbness. She walked to Chen Wanwan's car, opened the door and got in the car.

In the driver's seat, Chen Wanwan looked back at her.

Xu Xingxing met her gaze, a smile on his lips, and empty pleading in his eyes.

"Take me to the train station. I want to go home."

The sky was completely dark. When Leo entered Huaijing's office with the documents, he found that the lights were not turned on in the office.

In the office without the lights, it looks much darker than the outside. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the light from outside penetrated a little, allowing people to clearly see the outline of the office chair by the window.

The man was sitting in a chair, looking up at the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Leo took the document, walked to the desk, and put what was in his hand on the table. The folder lightly clicked on the desktop, and there was a crisp sound, which was a bit awkward in this dark office.

"Mr. Huai, the evidence is here. Attorney Zhou has already said hello, and we can start."

After Leo finished speaking, the man in the office chair didn't move at all. He raised his eyes and realized that something was wrong, and shouted again softly.

"Boss Huai..."

"Well." The man seemed to have finally heard it. After answering, he arranged in a deep voice: "First take the evidence to the mansion and show it to my grandma."

"Okay." Following the arrangement, Leo continued to ask, "The charity dinner next week, about Miss Xu..."

In the past six months, he was not only ready to put Huai Changchao in prison, but also prepared to take over everything from the Huai family, and Xu Xingxing... was only recently added, so he prepared in a hurry.

"No need." Huai Jing said.

Leo looked shocked.

He didn't bother to ask too much about the boss, Leo frowned and prepared to go to the mansion with the documents. Just as he was about to leave, the man in the seat suddenly stood up.

The man's tall and slender figure seemed to block the light outside the window, leaving only the coldness emanating from his body in this office.

He stood against the back light, his facial features a little blurred.

Leo's expression tightened, and he took the information and asked, "Do you want to go back to the mansion together?"

Huaijing walked to the door, Leo couldn't see his expression clearly, he put his hand on the doorknob and said something in a deep voice.

"I'm going to see my mother."

After speaking, the man opened the door of the office, got up and walked out.

He once told Huaiwan that you little kids think of their mothers, and we adults think of other things.

Now, he has nothing else.

At his most vulnerable, he was just a child.

Qingping Temple at night is more solemn and solemn under the shroud of darkness. The time for accepting pilgrims has ended today, and the monks in the temple are chanting sutras in the lobby.

The incense was entwined, the lights were bright, the Buddha in the center of the hall was merciful and peaceful, and the monks under the hall looked pious and solemn.

The door was not closed in the lobby, and the lights were spread from the door to the central incense burner. The golden light, like the holy light of Buddha, brings peace to the restless heart.

Huaijing stood under the holy light, the golden light plated a golden shadow on his face, and the outline of his facial features became extraordinarily soft. He was dressed in a black suit, standing under the golden light, and the long black shadow stretched from behind his feet into the darkness where the lights could not shine.

He looked up at the monks in the lobby, and in the first row near the door, he saw his mother sitting cross-legged on a futon, twisting beads of prayers and chanting.

Child Xiao mother.

Huaijing's delicate appearance followed her mother's.

He Qingru has been shaved and has no hair decoration, which makes her facial features more clear. She closed her eyes slightly, her peach blossom eyes raised. Under the high bridge of the nose, the lips are rosy. She has a typical melon-seed face with deep outlines.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

Her bones are quite old in Xiacheng and can be regarded as one or two.

Although it is now past the year of knowing the destiny, and fine lines have appeared on his face, the beauty in his bones and the dignity of the ladies cannot be concealed by this simple monk's robe.

Mother and son are connected.

When Huaijing looked into the hall, He Qingru, who was chanting in the hall, pursed his lips slightly, opened his eyes and looked out the door.

The woman's peach blossom eyes are very beautiful, and the eye shape does not need to be modified by eye makeup. The ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and the light brown eyes meet the gaze of Huai Jing outside the lobby.

He Qingru bowed devoutly to the Buddha, and finally got up and walked out of the lobby.

"I'll just wait outside." Huaijing explained when he saw his mother come out dressed in golden light, his eyes moved slightly, like a little boy who influenced his mother's work. Because he really had nothing to do, just came to see her, he didn't want to affect his mother's chanting.

The night wind in March was cool, He Qingru looked up at his son in a suit, and said with a smile, "Go to my room."

Looking at the back of He Qingru walking in front, Huai Jing took another look at the Buddha statue in the lobby, pursed her lips slightly, got up and followed her.

He Qingru's room was on the mountainside behind the marriage tree. In the silent night, the night wind blew, and the branches of marriage swayed, shaking the marriage card above, making the crisp sound of wood chips hitting.

Standing under the marriage tree, Huaijing looked up at the marriage card, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, but he didn't find the name he was looking for on it.

When she got to He Qingru's room, she had already lit the candle. Although there are electric lights in the room, it seems that candlelight can make people feel more peaceful.

Small candles light up this small room. The ground was a wooden floor with a layer of straw mats on it. Huaijing took off his shoes and walked in.

The furnishings in the room are very simple. In the center is a low square table with candle lamps and scriptures on it. On both sides of the small square table, there is a bookcase and a wardrobe. The space in the house is not large, and the two cabinets are against the corner. There is a small window on the wall where the two cupboards touch.

Now the window is supported by a stick, and the night sky can be seen outside.

The decoration of the house is simple, simple, not big, and it is quiet and comfortable to live alone.

Huaijing entered the door, sat at the low table, looked up at the window, and listened to her mother pour him a cup of tea. After a while, the fragrance of tea overflowed the whole room.

The floor heating is turned on in the room. The weather has turned hot these days, and the temperature of the floor heating has gradually decreased. Sitting on the floor across the straw mat, my body and mind are melted by the warmth. It seems that all suffering is not suffering, but just a dream.

"Why did you suddenly come here today?" He Qingru took the Buddhist scriptures on the table, turned to the page that he was reciting tonight, and the beads in his hands turned again.

The beads touched each other gently, and the sound was thick and simple, like a wisp of fragrance, soothing people's hearts.

"It's over, I want to bring Guan Wan back to China to study, and I can come to see you often in the future." Huai Jing took the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He Yu taught him how to taste tea, and the He family likes to taste tea.

"Really?" He Qingru raised her eyes and glanced at her son. She had a beautiful and delicate appearance. Even if she didn't wear makeup, she was dignified and elegant.

"Yeah." Huai Jing confirmed.

"She is too noisy." He Qingru said, "It will affect my cleaning."

The complaints from his own mother made Huai Jing smile. He looked at his mother's chanting and talked about his own arrangements.

"Go back, too. I bought a house by the sea for you and Guan Guan to live in. We don't live in a mansion."

In this way, a family that is in disarray can be considered a reunion.

"I'm not going back." He Qingru said in a deep voice, she looked up at her room and said, "It's good to clean here."

He Qingru first came to Qingping Temple to avoid suspicion. After all, she was the daughter of the He family, and staying in the mansion would make Mrs. Mei jealous and would not give IO to Huaijing. Second, it was Huaijing to protect her.

He regularly sends new luxury goods here every month. He thought she was still thinking about the world, but she didn't expect to be detached now.

Huai Jing looked at He Qingru, her long eyelashes were under the light, and a dark shadow floated on his light brown pupils.

"Is it so good for cleaning?"

Turning a page of the scriptures, He Qingru put her eyes on the scriptures, her eyes lowered, and people couldn't see the look in her eyes.

"Well, my heart is peaceful. After coming here, I rarely think of your father."

This topic made the originally silent room even more silent. The sound of the beads colliding seemed to be amplified.

Huaijing looked at the scriptures written with brush on the scriptures, and a layer of sadness gradually appeared in his eyes. But soon, this layer of sadness was overshadowed by the laughter that followed.

"So good? Then I also convert to Buddhism."

He Qingru raised his head.

Huai Jing still looked at her, a smile curled up on the corner of her lips, even her eyes were smiling, but this smile did not reach her eyes.

She looked her son in the eyes and remembered how he looked when he came a few months ago. She hadn't seen Huaijing like that for a long time. Huai Changzhuo's death made him hide all the edges and corners, and also made him hide his happiness. He was like a walking dead, and he must have an explanation for his father.

This dormancy has been dormant for ten years.

In ten years, time has made him mature gradually, and he is more and more able to hide his expression. Sometimes, even her mother didn't know what he was thinking.

But somehow, he became more alive than before, like being re-infused with the joy of life by the Buddha, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

And this kind of sunny and bright, now has completely disappeared.

The matter of Huaichangchao was closed, he avenged his father, and he should be happy. But his happiness seems to have been completely pulled from the root, and now no one can make him laugh again.

He Qingru met Huaijing's gaze, she looked at her son, and her voice carried the kindness in her childhood when she told stories to coax him to sleep.

"The Buddha doesn't want you to take refuge." He Qingru said, "The Buddha wants you to be happy."

The beads in the mother's hand were still turning, and it seemed that she was just reciting a Buddhist scripture. There was kindness in her eyes, that feeling, as if she was alone, wrapped in a baby in her mother's arms again.

There was some water in his light brown eyes, and the lights in the room flickered slightly, as if the water in his eyes was also shaken out.

Huaijing looked at her mother and suddenly smiled. He turned to look out the window, raised his head, and looked at the dark night sky, the gradually incomplete full moon, and the starry sky.

The starry sky flickered, reflecting the light in his eyes. Huai Jing's throat moved, and she chuckled.

"My starry sky is dark, how can I be happy."