At the dim door of the rental house, two people hugged each other tightly.

Xu Xing lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, feeling each other's strong heartbeats. In the atmosphere at this moment, it seemed that he could hear the beating of each other's hearts.

He ran his hands along her back and gently held her slender waist. He felt that Yan Chijuan's whole body was pressed tightly against him, and he even tried to stand on tiptoes. He looked down and saw Yan Chijuan in his arms trying to stand on tiptoes.

He couldn't help but smile a little and thought it was cute.

But in the next second, Xu Xing suddenly realized something. Today, Yan Chijuan seemed to be wearing extra cool clothes. She was not wearing the conservative pajamas from before, and her lovely, white and slender legs were not even wearing slippers.

The sight of his bare feet made him feel a little distressed.

Probably because he felt that he was alone in the rented apartment tonight, Yan Chijuan did not dress too conservatively. Instead, he wore something looser and more comfortable when sleeping.

But she never expected that Xu Xing would rush here from home to see her in the middle of the night specifically because of a message from her on WeChat.

When Yan Chijuan saw the message from Xu Xing in the bedroom just now, he didn't even think about changing clothes. He didn't even have time to put on his slippers and ran out immediately.

After recovering from the surprise, Yan Chijuan felt Xu Xing's big hands caressing her waist and thighs, and her body trembled slightly. She felt that the places he touched were hot.

Crispy and numb.

But she was reluctant to separate from Xu Xing, and instead hugged him tighter.

So the next second, Xu Xing didn't want his little girlfriend to continue to stand barefoot on the floor and catch the cold, so he suddenly lifted her thighs and lifted her up into the air, making Yan Chijue exclaim in a low voice.

He made a sound and quickly hugged Xu Xing's neck.

"You're not wearing slippers, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Xu Xing noticed her two cute little bare feet and couldn't help but laugh.

"I was so excited just now... I didn't have time to put it on." Yan Chijuan's head was buried in Xu Xing's shoulder, his voice was muffled and shy, his hands tightly hugged Xu Xing's neck, and his legs squeezed him tightly.

.

Xu Xing walked into the door, closed the door, changed his shoes, and walked in with her in his arms.

All the way to the door of Yan Chijuan's bedroom, Xu Xing walked in with Yan Chijuan's body in his arms, came to the bedside, and gently put her on the bed.

At this time, Yan Chijuan lay back on the bed, but still hugged Xu Xing tightly with his hands and feet, so that Xu Xing also pressed down, supporting the bed with his hands, and said with a smile: "I won't run away,

Why are you hugging me so tightly?"

Only then did Yan Chijue react. He let go with a blushing face and moved to the head of the bed. He blushed and covered himself with the quilt, completely hiding his beautiful figure, which made Xu Xing a little disappointed.

But soon, after Yan Chijue calmed down, he silently moved his position towards the bed, making the bed next to him empty, and whispered to Xu Xing: "Xu Xing, can you talk to me?

good."

Of course Xu Xing was not polite. After walking to the bed, he took off his slippers, lay down directly on Yan Chijuan's bed, and slept with her.

It's just that one is covered with a quilt and the other is not.

There is a difference of more than ten centimeters in the middle.

Probably because he was in bed, Yan Chijuan was more reserved than usual. He only dared to stretch out a small hand from the quilt, hold Xu Xing's big hand tightly, turned sideways, and looked at Xu Xing with his bright eyes.

I felt at ease.

"What do you want to say?" Xu Xing also turned to look at her, took her little hand and brought it to her lips and kissed her gently.

When asked by Xu Xing, Yan Chijuan couldn't think of what to say. He blinked and thought for a while before saying, "Today's dinner was delicious."

Xu Xing looked at her with a smile and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek: "If you make me come all the way from home just to say this, then I can only give you a few more slaps on your little butt.

Already."

"Well..." Yan Chijue was a little embarrassed, he laughed twice, half of his face was flushed, and he shrank into the quilt, feeling that his little butt was a little itchy, "Well, then today uncle

Auntie, what did they talk about with Aunt Pei? About business? "

"Oh, um, we are indeed talking about cooperation." Xu Xing briefly talked about the current situation with Sun Wanhui, "...in short, it's pretty good. If we can really cooperate in depth in the future, it will be a win-win situation."

"That's it." Yan Chijiu responded, then fell silent again, not knowing what to say.

But Xu Xing was really moved, and he asked gently and cautiously: "What about your father? Do you want to talk to me about this?"

"He seems to be the director of the foundry now."

"Of course, if you don't want to talk, let's change the topic. Don't force yourself."

Hearing Xu Xing ask this, Yan Chijuan's face was startled for a moment, as if he was recalling past events, and his expression gradually darkened.

"Well...it's not like I can't say it."

Saying this, Yan Chijuan hesitated for a moment, then gently wrapped himself in the quilt, like a caterpillar, moving over there little by little, and finally leaned into Xu Xing's arms.

She rested her head on Xu Xing's shoulder so that she didn't have to look at Xu Xing, and then she mentioned some past events in a low voice and intermittently.

"When I was in elementary school, I felt that my parents had a very good relationship. They would take me out to play and buy me snacks, gifts, and toys."

"However, my academic performance is not very good. My parents will always criticize me, but they will not force me to sign up for any tutoring classes."

"But when I entered junior high school, the situation gradually changed..."

"Huh?" Xu Xing put his arm around her shoulders, gently stroked her head, and guided her gently and patiently, "Why has it changed?"

"That's right, that's right..." Yan Chijiu didn't know how to describe it at once. He thought about it for a while before continuing, "I live in a dormitory in junior high school. I only have classes on Saturday evening every week. After I go home for half a day, I go to school on Sunday.

You have to go back to school in the afternoon."

"But several times after I went home, I could hear my parents arguing in the middle of the night, and I even saw broken things on the ground when I woke up the next day."

"I was very scared at the time and didn't know what to do."

"I just thought that maybe it was because I didn't study hard that my parents quarreled."

"So then I started studying hard, and my grades got better and better, and I was even able to get into the top three in my class. However, the relationship between my parents did not improve. Instead, every time I came home, I could only watch them getting more and more noisy."

"Then until the second grade of junior high school..."

"Well, it's the second day of junior high school." Xu Xing expressed that he was listening carefully and asked curiously, "Has there been another change in the second year of junior high school?"

"Yes." Yan Chijue nodded vigorously, rubbing her cheek in his arms, "They stopped quarreling when they were in the second grade of junior high school."

"Is it because your grades have improved?"

"I thought that was the case." Yan Chi shrank in Xu Xing's arms with jealousy. When he said this, his whole body was trembling. "But suddenly one day, they took me to the court, and then the judge asked me, my parents.

I’m getting divorced, who do I want to follow?”

The bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Xu Xing could only feel that the body of the girl in his arms was trembling slightly, and there was no trace of her charm. The clothes on her chest were tightly grasped by her little hands, as if she was grasping something very important.

He didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only hug her tightly across the quilt to let her know that she was no longer alone.

I don't know how much time passed before Yan Chijiu continued with a choked tone: "I didn't have any choice at the time, I just relied on my feelings."

"Because after I entered junior high school, my father was either quarreling with my mother or working overtime in the factory or going on business trips."

"And my mother will pick me up from school at least on weekends, cook me dinner, and help me wash the thick clothes in school that are not easy to wash."

"So you chose to follow your mother?" Xu Xing asked softly, already having an answer in his heart.

Just thinking of the way that woman Zhang Jingya made trouble in the Internet cafe, Xu Xing couldn't help but frown in distress, and his whole heart felt like it was being pulled.

Yan Chijiu in his arms didn't seem to want to continue talking, so he just nodded his head lightly.

After a while, Xu Xing originally wanted to ask what happened next, but when he asked softly, Yan Chijuan did not respond.

He looked down and found that Yan Chijiu had fallen asleep peacefully without realizing it, but there were still a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep." Xu Xing looked at Yan Chijiu's sleeping face with tears stained at the moment, and felt a little regretful. He would not have asked about such a thing if he had known better.

To be honest, he and Yan Chijuan worked in the same foreign company in his previous life, and he had heard countless rumors about Yan Chijuan.

Including her family, there have been various theories.

Some say it was his father who cheated on him, others said it was his mother who cheated on her, and there are also theories of domestic violence and cold violence. In short, there are all kinds of theories.

From what Yan Chijuan said, it seemed to be a simple divorce incident where the couple's relationship broke down.

Of course, Yan Chijuan was still young at that time, so even if there were any other reasons, they probably wouldn't be too clear.

Xu Xing didn't think about these things in detail. He held Yan Chijuan in his arms and his arms were pillowed by her head, making it difficult to take them away.

So he had no choice but to lie like this, look at the ceiling of the bedroom, and simply go to sleep.

It was the first time I slept in the same bed with my girlfriend... Xu Xing turned his head and glanced at the quilt wrapped around Yan Chijuan, with a helpless expression on his face.

…

October 7, 8 a.m.

Yan Chijuan woke up from his sleep, barely opened his eyes, and stretched out under the quilt.

Then she noticed something touched her arm. She turned around and found Xu Xing sleeping quietly beside her.

Only then did Yan Chijuan, who was confused, recalled that Xu Xing seemed to have come all the way from home last night, and the two of them hugged each other on the bed and talked about a lot of things... Well...

Then he seemed to fall asleep?

Thinking of this, Yan Chijuan felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his face, and sat up from the quilt carefully.

At this time, Yan Chijuan discovered that Xu Xing didn't cover himself with a quilt.
To be continued...