Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

separate?

She had thought about it, dealing with her father's funeral these days, she would have this thought from time to time, occasionally.

But after much deliberation, every time I think about it, I can't make up my mind.

If even he was reluctant, how could she be willing.

She loves, needs and depends on him more than he does.

But she couldn't pretend that nothing happened and continue to live happily with him.

Her father died - because of her love.

She didn't feel very close when she was alive... Only after he passed away did she realize that they were indeed her last relatives.

The man locked her face with deep eyes, and asked slowly in a suppressed voice, "Quiet, what do you mean?"

She also spoke very slowly, as if choosing her words carefully, "I want... to move out of here and go back to my own apartment."

Almost without waiting for her words to stay, he spit out two words without thinking, "No."

What's the difference between moving out of his villa and breaking up?

Chi Huan looked at him, pursed his lips and said calmly, "I've already decided."

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with layers of dark emotions, but restrained and restrained under his handsome face, he said flatly, "Don't you want to see me recently? Yes, you live here, I'm moving out for a while."

"Does it make any difference?"

"Yes, there are Mama Li and the chef here, and they will take care of your daily life."

Of course, more importantly, as long as she is still living in his place, it means that she has not left him.

"You know that before I was with you...I lived alone all the time. Without them taking care of my daily life, I was just fine."

"I don't care what life was like before you were with me, but since you are with me, I have the obligation and power to take care of you."

The man's statement was very plain, but the more plain he said, the more incontrovertible he was.

The atmosphere was a little stalemate.

After a few seconds of silence, Chi Huan still shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to see you...I just want to be alone. You are in front of me all day, and there are some things I can't think about properly."

"Thinking? What are you thinking about?"

Chi Huan smiled lightly, "Everyone has something to think about, right?"

"No," he said neatly, with the same two simple words, with gloomy eyes, "You have promised to marry me, and I won't allow you to live apart from me."

"Even married couples can live apart, let alone we are not married yet?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her, and his sword eyebrows became tighter and tighter. Her father had just passed away. He didn't want to force her at this moment, but the hostility in his heart still rolled up uncontrollably, and even his voice was rendered gloomy and tense. , "Chi Huan, do you think I won't agree to breaking up with me directly, or are you worried that I will pester you, so you take this kind of delay? Live separately first, then alienate me a little bit, and finally break up?"

These days, he has rarely called her Chi Huan.

"Let me tell you, you were the one who wanted to be together at the beginning, and you were the one who said you loved me and made me fall in love with you," he said in the end, his voice mixed with crushed ice, "so, the matter of breaking up , don’t even think about it.”

After finishing speaking, he stood up directly from the sofa, his handsome face changed from grim at the beginning to gloomy, as if water was about to drip from the dark clouds at any time, and he walked straight upstairs with his long legs.

The back is tall and straight and lonely.

After a long time, Chi Huan picked up the already somewhat cold teacup, lowered his head and drank slowly.

When putting the cup back, he picked up the remote control that the man put down before, turned on the super-large TV that was basically just for decoration, then hugged the pillow, and just sat on the sofa watching TV.

After watching the commercial, I watched a variety show, and after watching the variety show, I played a long commercial, and then I played a TV series that has become popular recently.

Chi Huan really didn't have a good rest these days. In front of the well-heated and noisy TV, he slumped into the sofa and slowly fell asleep.

Mo Shiqian stayed in the study for a long time, and didn't hear any movement about the woman until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Of course, she never came to him.

Feeling depressed, he glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the notebook screen, the line of his jaw tightened even more, he raised his hand to close the notebook, got up and walked out the door of the study.

The bedroom was quiet, the mattress was made, and there was no light in the bathroom.

She didn't go back to the bedroom.

The door of her study was a little open, and there was no light.

She didn't come up...or, she left?

As soon as the thought flashed by, he immediately went downstairs.

The TV in the living room was playing a boring series. When Mo Shiqian approached, he found the woman lying on the sofa with her face leaning on the pillow, already asleep.

The man's thin lips were tightly pursed, he still walked over and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, and then gently hugged the sleeping woman.

Chi Huan slept lightly, and woke up almost when his body left the sofa. He opened his eyes, looked at the man who was hugging him dimly, and subconsciously called his name, "Mo Shiqian..."

He looked down at her, and said calmly, "Go back to the bedroom and sleep when you're sleepy, what are you doing on the sofa?"

"I fell asleep watching TV."

Mo Shiqian carried her back to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and lifted the quilt for her. His brows and eyes were calm again, "Go to sleep, I'll go to sleep next door."

Chi Huan was startled and looked up at him.

"It's late today and the weather is not good. I'll move out tomorrow."

"No," Chi Huan said almost reflexively, "This is your villa."

After a moment of silence, the man stood by the bed, looking down at her, "Either we don't move, or I move."

She lowered her head, supported her forehead and said, "Don't force me, please?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her drooping face, and said calmly, "Don't force me either."

Chi Huan didn't speak anymore. The man stood by the bed for a while, then took some simple toiletries in the bathroom, and took out a nightgown, "You need to rest, go to bed early."

After speaking, he took the things in his hand and left, and took them to the door.

…………

Mo Shiqian asked Mama Li to tidy up the second bedroom. Because she hadn't slept in it before, all the bedding was new.

Too new, new without the slightest familiar taste.

The second bedroom is also well heated, but it is still very deserted.

This desolation makes people feel anxious.

He wanted to smoke, but found that there was no smoke, so he lifted the quilt and went to the study to get cigarettes and a lighter - he rarely smoked, and he didn't even smoke for a while.

But when he arrived at the study, he sat on the swivel office chair, took out the cigarette and lighter from the drawer, lit it with a snap, and with the cigarette between his lips and teeth, he didn't get up and went back to sleep, and reopened the notebook.