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Chapter 23
With a ding, the elevator arrives.
The moment the compartment door opened, like Pandora's box, many dark and strong things were released, in the air, in the breath, heavy, suppressing the heartbeat.
The residential design of one elevator and one household is surrounded by silence.
"You can choose to come with me," Zheng Jiaxun didn't turn his head when he said this, and looked at his new manicure against the light, "You can also take this elevator and go down, exit the gate of the community, turn right, five hundred meters,There's a subway station. I gave you a chance, sweetie."
She hooked the ending, and deliberately chose a sweet address, intentionally grotesque.
Wen Li raised his eyes, and saw Zheng Jiaxun's expression on the mirror, always smiling or not, so beautiful that he was rebellious.
The elevator door was about to close, Zheng Jiaxun raised her hand to stop it, she was about to go out, at this moment, she heard a quiet voice behind her, because the tone was slightly soft, so it seemed a bit waxy.
"I never didn't cherish him. On the contrary, no one cherished him more than I did."
Before the words finished, Wen Li bypassed Zheng Jiaxun, and got out of the elevator one step ahead of her.
Wen Li is very thin, and his steps are light. There is a soft fragrance on the hair between his sleeves.She passed by Zheng Jiaxun, her half-tied hair hung down a little, her hair was black and well maintained.The neck is as white as snow, slender and slender, and looks like a beautiful and elegant line from the side.
There is only one door to enter the house, so there is no need to worry about admitting mistakes. Wen Li walked up to him and pressed the doorbell without hesitation.
Zheng Jiaxun was behind, still hooking the car keys with his fingertips, turning around and making noises.
When the doorbell rang for the second time, Zheng Jiaxun yelled and said to himself, "I should have called before coming here. It would be embarrassing if someone else was there."
At such a time, speaking such words is just to add trouble.
Pretty bad.
Zheng Jiaxun's voice was neither high nor low, and it was impossible for Wen Li not to hear her. She brushed her hair behind her ears, and at the same time, she turned half sideways and took a look at Zheng Jiaxun.
A pair of very quiet eyes, the color is not strong, clear and moist, with a soft and delicate meaning inside, like an oil painting full of colors, gentle and calm.
Very subtly, the moment the two people's eyes collided, Zheng Jiaxun stopped turning the key.
Today, since seeing Zheng Jiaxun, Wen Li has been a little passive, dragged and coerced.At this moment, she finally found her own pace, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, I have known you for almost three years, and it is only now that I realize that you are actually quite naive."
At the same time as those words were spoken, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was a plainly dressed middle-aged woman, probably a newly hired nanny. She was obviously startled when she saw Wen Li first, then she saw Zheng Jiaxun behind her, and then she laughed and said, "Miss Zheng, come here."gone."
Zheng Jiaxun took a step forward and called out, "Aunt Tong."
After entering the door, through the hallway, you can have a panoramic view of the entire living room.
The minimalist design mainly in gray and white tones is clean and tidy, without any fireworks, and looks a bit cold.On the plush carpet next to the sofa are two open books, a few A4 papers with writing on it, and a fat pillow. It seems that someone has handled some work here.
Looking at that small corner, Wen Li was stunned for a moment - this was a bad habit that Chen Hezheng couldn't get rid of.
When he sees half of the books, he always puts them in a random place, and he can't remember where he put them at all. He doesn't allow others to clean them up for him, and he will be unhappy if he can't find them.
When have no inspiration for writing songs, will lie on the carpet and let go. have to hold something in arms, sometimes it is a pillow, and more often, drag her over and wrap her in arms, and she is not allowed to go anywhere.
Chen Hezheng, who is so domineering and a bit naive, looks like a child who hasn't grown up.
Outsiders can only see his arrogance, his indifference and inhumanity. Only those who are close enough can see his innocent and innocent side, like a majestic and loyal big dog.
After Aunt Tong welcomed the guests in, she also saw the books on the carpet. She probably thought it was too messy and wanted to tidy it up.
Wen Li stopped subconsciously, "Auntie, don't—"
At the same time, a male voice came from the spiral staircase, it was slightly hoarse, and it fell in the ears, with a particularly gloomy taste.
"Aunt Tong, who's here?"
The moment he heard the voice, Wen Li froze immediately, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if blown by the wind.
Aunt Tong was about to respond when Zheng Jiaxun raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder lightly, made a gesture of silence, then tilted his head to the side, signaling her to do other things and ignore this place.
Aunt Tong was very well-behaved. She never asked questions about her employer, so she turned and walked away.
The climate in summer is changeable, and at some point, the sky will become cloudy, and under the half-light, everything will appear cloudy and blurred.
Wen Li was standing in front of the spiral staircase, and when he raised his eyes a little, he could see the man's shadow.
He had just taken a shower, and there was still damp water vapor all over his body. With his arms half-raised, he covered his hair with a towel and was slowly wiping it off.
The hand holding the towel had slender fingers and delicate joints, making it look a little thin.
To this day, Wen Li still clearly remembers the warmth in Chen Hezheng's heart.He was hypothermic and his fingers were always cold, but when they touched her cheek they warmed up again.
It was as if Chen Hezheng was burning for her willingly. His feelings, tolerance, and even his life could be given to her unconditionally, regardless of gain or loss.
Living at home, Chen Hezheng dressed very casually, wearing a soft cotton T-shirt, clear and clean pure white, with a few shallow folds stretched out as he moved, the breath of life made him look a little morePeaceful and uncommonly soft.
On weekdays, the unattainable Chen Hezheng is certainly exciting, but the young man in front of him who puts away his edges and corners and reveals a gentle texture seems to be even more attractive.
That sense of reality gave him a freshness besides being unruly and mysterious.
Reminiscent of a teenager.
It may be that the towel blocked the view, or it may be that the fever slowed down the reaction, Chen Hezheng failed to realize the existence of Wen Li in the first place.
He wiped his hair twice, casually put the towel aside, and reached for the water cup on the shelf. The cup was soaked with unmelted ice cubes, and the outer wall was covered with a layer of damp mist.
While holding the cup, he glanced over inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and saw the person standing beside him, Chen Hezheng froze
Immediately afterwards, two people who were only three steps apart spoke at the same time.
"Why are you here?"
"Don't be sick, don't drink cold things."
Zheng Jiaxun took an apple from the fruit plate, gnawed on it while watching the excitement, almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.
Heh, it's been several years since we broke up, and the sync mode hasn't been turned off yet.
Outside the window, the wind was loud and the clouds were low. It seemed that a heavy rain was brewing.
In the room, the voices of the two fell to the ground at the same time, and the atmosphere was involuntarily silent for two seconds, and then became subtle again.
Looking directly into Wen Li's eyes, Chen Hezheng reached out to pick up the glass of water.
The ice cubes were crystal clear and collided against the bottom of the glass with a slight sound.He deliberately slowed down, and slowly brought the cup to his lips, his Adam's apple slipped, swallowed, and he drank all the glass of water.
During this series of actions, Chen Hezheng's gaze was always fixed on Wen Li. He stared at her with fierce and fierce eyes, and there seemed to be burning flames in the depths of his black pupils.
She didn't want him to do anything, but he wanted to do it.
It is obvious that they are angry, competitive, and tit for tat.
Zheng Jiaxun could see clearly from the side, thinking amusedly, the little girl surnamed Wen is really capable.
As far as Chen Hezheng's bad character, his eyes are above the top, and others are rushing to beg him, he doesn't necessarily pay attention to people, let alone such a blatant rivalry.
He drank the glass of water too quickly, and Chen Hezheng choked. He wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand, and asked Wen Li again: "Why are you here? Who allowed you to come in?"
The tone was so aggressive that Wen Li felt embarrassed. Zheng Jiaxun didn't know how to explain it, so Zheng Jiaxun took a step forward.
"Aren't you sick?" Zheng Jiaxun held the apple in one hand, put the palm of the other hand against Wen Li's back, gently pushed Wen Li towards Chen Hezheng, and said with a smile, "I'll give it to you."Send medicine! Special medicine, the medicine will cure the disease, and all diseases will disappear!"
Following Zheng Jiaxun's strength, Wen Li took a step forward.
She wanted to be closer to him, and was willing to be closer to him.
The rest is a private matter between the two of them, and it is inconvenient for Zheng Jiaxun to continue to participate. She gnawed on an apple and walked towards the entrance. Before going out, she remembered something, turned around and called Wen Li's name.
Wen Li didn't seem to hear, but also seemed reluctant to look away from Chen Hezheng, and didn't look back.
Zheng Jiaxun turned over to Byakugan, raised his voice and said: "I borrowed that pet collar from Chen Hezheng, I borrowed it from Chen Hezheng, I used it for a while, and I have already returned it. My sister is innocent, and I never thought of snatching it from you."man!"
Speaking of this, Zheng Jiaxun turned his volume down, and muttered: "It's still a man with such a bad personality, and you take him as a treasure, who cares!"
Aunt Tong and Aunt Tong left together with Zheng Jiaxun. The outsiders all left, and only Wen Li and Chen Hezheng were left in the huge house.
It was getting more and more cloudy outside, the wind was howling, and there was a depressing silence inside.
Wen Li was very close to Chen Hezheng, she looked at him, her head went blank for a moment, she couldn't think of what to say at all.
Seeing her like this, Chen Hezheng felt his heart beating faster, as if he couldn't control it.He was afraid that she would find out, so he could only frown on purpose, walked around a few steps, walked to the sofa and sat down.
Wen Li stood where he was, and saw him coughing for a while, bowing his head, and it took him a long time to stop.
Her heartbeat unconsciously tightened with the coughing, and she couldn't help asking: "Do you have a fever?"
Chen Hezheng didn't answer.
He turned on the TV, but turned off the sound, playing an unknown old movie silently.
The brightness of the screen makes the living room dim, as if soaked in some kind of water vapor, making everything moist.
Breathing, heartbeat, and tentative glances at the other party, all of them were covered with mist.
There is a sense of ambiguity.
Wen Li didn't mind his indifference, or in other words, he had expected his indifference, and asked again: "Have you had lunch? You can't go hungry when you are sick."
The voice is quiet and gentle, but you can clearly feel the concern, and you can't hide it between the lines.
Mind is something that can be seen at a glance by who it is given to and who it is placed on.
Chen He raised his eyes.
He was sitting, his eyes came over from a low place, and fell on Wen Li.This is a slightly weak angle, but Chen Hezheng supported it with his aura, and asked indifferently: "Do you care about me?"
Wen Li clenched his fingers, touching his palm with his fingertips until his skin turned red.
She nodded slightly, "Yes."
Chen Hezheng smiled lightly and looked at her, "How much do you care?"
His question was ironic and a bit malicious.
Wen Li felt his heart tighten, and he clenched his fingers even harder, almost bleeding from the small piece of skin in his palm.
Before she could speak, Chen Hezheng said again: "Before, when I was sick and admitted to the hospital, I was on the trending search, did you see it? What were you doing that day?"
That day
Chen Hezheng was on the hot search because of fainting, and Ye Qingshi was also on the list.
Ye Qingshi——
The heartbeat suddenly fell to nothing, and Wen Li hurriedly opened his mouth as he fell straight down.
"I can explain—"
"You went to see the sick Ye Qingshi and gave him medicine!"
The two people spoke at the same time again, and the tense sense of targeting made the atmosphere tense instantly.
From Wen Li's point of view, only Chen Hezheng's stern jawline could be seen, and a gloomy aura enveloped him, making him look like a statue cast in ice.
Wen Li felt that his appearance was a little scary, the corners of his eyes gradually turned red, and explained in a low voice, "When I first joined the dance troupe, I owed Ye Qingshi a favor. He was sick that day, and his assistant was not here..."
"Wen Li," Chen Hezheng interrupted her coldly, he stood up from the sofa and walked towards her, his expressionless face was reflected in the dim skylight, "I want to know what you just said to me—Are you sick, have you had a fever, have you told Ye Qingshi about these concerns?"
As Chen Hezheng approached, Wen Li retreated involuntarily.
The wind and rain were brewing outside the window, and it was dark. The lights in the living room were not turned on, only the TV screen showed some light.
Alternating cold and white light fell on Wen Li, her trembling eyelashes and moist eyes, making her look so helpless, unable to hide her grievance and fragility.
Chen Hezheng just took a look at her like this, and felt his heart ache.
It hurts so much.
But he had to harden his heart and continue speaking.
"Wen Li, I'm very picky. If the things you give me are not firm and unique, then I don't care. Don't take the tricks you used to please others and use them on me.I do not accept."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was slightly deep, but every word was very clear.
The phrase "not rare" pierced Wen Li's heart like a sharp dagger.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe, her cheeks lost color, and the mist in her eyes turned into a shimmering light.
Tears swirled in her eyes, making her vision blurry. Wen Li couldn't see anything clearly. She just wanted to leave, leave this house, stay away from Chen Hezheng, and never talk to this unreasonable guy again.
Since he is not caring, then she should never treat him well again.
Thoughts are in a mess.
In the panic, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed outside the window, and the dazzling Bai Ying lit up half of the living room.
Wen Li's eyes were filled with water vapor, and her reaction was a little slow, before she realized what happened.
There was a sudden warmth in the ears.
Someone covered her ears.
The slender hands are clean, and the complexion is cold and white. They look a little thin and inexplicably expensive.
The moment the palm was pressed against it, outside the window, thunder fell vigorously.
The torrential rain that had been brewing for most of the day came pouring down.
Wen Li raised her eyes in a daze, she saw Chen Hezheng's black eyes, she felt the temperature in his palm, and smelled the faint fragrance of his body.
At the moment when the lightning came on, before the thunder came, Chen Hezheng subconsciously reached out and covered Wen Li's ears, blocking out most of the sound.
He was worried about scaring her, worried that she would be afraid.
She was held in his palm, carefully and meticulously protected.
The author has something to say:
Don't think that A Zheng is so fierce, A Zheng is just a little jealous.
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