Dust? provoke dust
Xia Mang woke up early in the morning and went to Cheng Mo's place.
Cheng Mo had already given Xia Mang a set of house keys, but Xia Mang had never used them. As she had come early today and had considered that Cheng Mo had slept late last night, Xia Mang had used the key to open the door.
The door lock turned and the door opened. He changed his shoes at the entrance and was surprised to see a pair of unfamiliar women's shoes. They were black stilettos with small pointy tips. There were no unnecessary decorations, but they looked exquisite. Xia Mang was still confused when someone heard the noise and ran out. The sound of slippers on the floor came closer. Xia Mang looked up and saw Chen Su Rao.
Xia Mang's first reaction was to turn around and leave, but Chen Su Rao turned around faster than Xia Mang. As she jogged in, she shouted,""Have a seat, Sammy. My omelet is about to burn.”
She was wearing a light pink floral apron that Xia Mang used to cook. Xia Mang usually liked it very much. The apron contained all her feminine feelings and the beautiful memories she had with Cheng Mo. But now, Xia Mang felt that the apron was extremely dazzling. It was like a million-voltage electric lamp. After extreme brightness and glaring, there was endless darkness.
Xia Mang felt as if his vision had turned dark, and he could not see anything clearly. Chu Ning ran to her and Xu Wenhao in tears. He held Xu Wenhao's hand, crying helplessly and ignoring her as he asked Wenhao what she should do about her pregnancy. The scene of him running out appeared in Xia Mang's mind. The wind was warm, but his face was wet and cold. When he jumped into the taxi, Xia Mang turned off his phone.
Xiamang didn't go home. After taking a taxi, she realized that she had nowhere to go. At a time like this, it seemed like she had nowhere else to go except for the green belt near the river. The simple body-locking equipment, the fragrant Camphor tree, and the long wooden chair were silent and familiar. It was like the embrace that had given her warmth and comfort since she was young, allowing her to temporarily obtain peace.
Would Cheng Mo be the second Xu Wenhao? Or perhaps, he was already the second Xu Wenhao.
Xia Mang's heart ached. The image of Raorao wearing an apron could not be removed from his mind. She was like the mistress of the house, intelligent and calm. She had woken up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for her husband. When she heard the door open, she rushed out to see what was going on without caring about the fried eggs in the pot. Her expression was so natural and calm that it was as if Xia Mang was really a guest who had come to visit.
The word 'guest' stung Xia Mang. Xia Mang couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. Did Cheng Mo and Raorao live like this in England for the past few years? They lived together. They might not be in the same room, but they lived together like a family. She woke up early to make breakfast for him, and when she came back at night, he would cook for her. If Cheng Mo's culinary skills weren't for her, would his culinary skills have been trained because of Raorao? Everything she was enjoying now was just a bargain.
Xia Mang felt a little suffocated when she thought about how Cheng Mo and Raorao had once enjoyed the kitchen just like her and Cheng Mo. Moreover, they had enjoyed it earlier than Xia Mang. In Raorao's heart, was she, Xiamang, just a character for Chu Ning?
It hurt. Her heart was in so much pain that tears fell from her eyes. She could pretend to be strong and calm if there was only one Xu Wenhao, but two Xu Wenhao made Xia Mang feel despair. Cheng Mo wasn't the second Xu Wenhao. Her relationship with Cheng Mo might not be as pure as Xu Wenhao's first love, but in this relationship, she had let go of more things. If Cheng Mo was the second Xu Wenhao, how could she forget the intimate times they spent together and the intimate things they did?
Xiamang could not stop crying, but she held back her tears. Her phone was switched off, so she couldn't hear his explanation, nor could she get comfort and warmth from anyone.
Xiamang sat for a long time without eating lunch. She did not feel hungry and curled up on the wooden bench, crying, drying up, and crying again. She didn't think about anything, but her mind seemed to be in a mess. The aroma of food wafted in the air. Xia Mang's head was heavy and he had a terrible headache. He didn't know if it was lunchtime or evening.
"Sammy?" It was a familiar voice.
Xia Mang tried to search for the source of the sound. He got up and felt dizzy. He didn't know if he had sat for too long or if he had fainted from hunger. He held his forehead and gasped.
"What's wrong, Sammy? Are you alright? Why is your face so pale?”It was Xiao Linghui. He had been reading at home for the whole day and came out for a walk to relax before dinner.
" Ah Hui…Ah Hui…" He touched her forehead and touched her face worriedly. His eyes were filled with worry and heartache. Tears welled up in Xiamang's eyes as she called out his name.
"I'll send you to the hospital." Xiao Linghui carried Xiamang in his arms. Xiamang did not have a fever, but her complexion was really bad. Xiao Linghui could not help but feel a little nervous. Such a pale Xiamang seemed like she would faint at any moment. In her memory, it was when Xiamang was still in kindergarten. There was once when he was busy with his homework at his house and threw a large can of snacks to her for her to play with. In the end, Xia Mang did not know that she had treated the compressed biscuits wrapped in aluminum foil as fresh snacks and chewed on them. When she was thirsty, she would drink tea. Soon, her forehead was covered in sweat and her face was filled with pain. She sat on the ground and groaned in pain, scaring him. Xiao Linghui carried Xiamang on his back and ran to the nearby hospital. At least it was a false alarm. This time, Xiao Linghui was even more afraid. Xiamang's current situation seemed to be very bad. He could feel that something was wrong with her mood and that something had happened to her.
"No, Hui, don't go to the hospital. I'm fine.”Xiamang reached out and wrapped her arms around Xiao Linghui's neck. Sweat broke out on her forehead, but she insisted.
"Sammy…" Xiao Linghui stopped and looked down at her.
Xiamang looked at Xiao Linghui and looked at herself in his eyes. She had always been the only one in his eyes, but now she understood. She couldn't guarantee that what happened to Xu Wenhao wouldn't happen to Cheng Mo. If there was anyone in this world who could earn her trust, it would be Xiao Linghui. She didn't know what her feelings for Xiao Linghui were. Perhaps she still liked him a little. At this moment, she realized how selfish she was. She was so selfish and greedy that she enjoyed what Ah Hui had done for her. She felt at ease. After knowing his feelings for her, she pretended not to know. Only then could she enjoy everything in peace and not feel guilty. He watched her fall in love, her happiness, her sadness, and accompanied her silently. He did not ask for anything, nor did he force her.
" Ah Hui, Ah Hui, I'm not going anywhere…" Xiamang buried her face in Xiao Linghui's arms and cried loudly.
No matter how good Ah Hui was, he wouldn't be hers. Ever since she had sex with Cheng Mo, she was no longer qualified to be with Xiao Linghui. Perhaps Ah Hui didn't mind, but she did, and very much so. Even if Cheng Mo was really the second Xu Wenhao, even if she chose to break up with Cheng Mo, she could not turn around and accept Xiao Linghui. If she chose to be with Xiao Linghui, what would her experience be? If she chose to be with Xiao Linghui, there would be no need for Xu Wenhao or Cheng Mo. They could be perfect all the way. They were childhood sweethearts, innocent, naturally in love, married, had children, and accompanied each other for a lifetime. The first person she saw when she came to the world was Ah Hui, and the last person she saw when she left the world was also Ah Hui. Their love would be the most perfect, and their life would be the happiest, but she missed it. She missed it from the moment she accepted Xu Wenhao. If he missed it, he would miss it forever. There was no turning back, and he could not find the beginning.
She couldn't accept the fact that there might be more than one black dot on the white paper. Xiao Linghui might not mind, but she did.
"Sammy…Sammy…" Xiao Linghui hugged Xiamang tightly and kept patting her back. Her crying at that moment was very similar to the time when she came to look for him on the night before Xu Wenhao's wedding. His heart ached, his heart ached, but other than hugging her tightly like this, he didn't know what else he could do.
Xiamang cried even harder. How should she face Cheng Mo? How to make this decision? Should she believe him? She had lost Xu Wenhao and Xiao Linghui. If even Cheng Mo couldn't accompany her, could she still hope that there would be someone who would love her wholeheartedly in the future?
Xiamang let out all her emotions. After crying, she felt a little out of breath, but her emotions calmed down a lot. At this moment, she understood what she had experienced along the way and understood the choices she had to make in the future.
"I'm hungry. Let's go home for dinner." Xiamang rubbed her red and swollen eyes and looked up into Xiao Linghui's arms.
"Alright." Xiao Linghui touched Xiamang's forehead worriedly and stood up to hold her hand.
Xia Mang avoided him and smiled at Xiao Linghui. The two of them went home one after the other.
"Ah Hui, you don't have to send me home. It's such a short distance, I can walk back by myself.”Xiamang insisted. Seeing Xiao Linghui look at her worriedly, she finally turned around and walked towards her own building. Xiamang looked at Xiao Linghui standing at the foot of the stairs. He opened and closed the door before turning around and walking back to his house.
A pair of hands hugged Xia Mang's body rudely. When Xia Mang cried out in surprise and looked at the person hugging her behind her…She had already been stuffed into a car.
"I want to get out of the car. Open the door. Open the door!" Xiamang was thrown into the car. And it was from the driver's seat to the passenger's seat. By the time she sat up straight in a daze, the " murderer " had already gotten into the car and started the car.
The "murderer" was Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo, who was suppressing his anger.
Xia Mang knew where Cheng Mo's anger came from. Her phone was turned off and there was no one at home. He waited downstairs. Just from his anger, she knew that he had been waiting for a long time. As for how long he had waited, Xia Mang did not know. Recalling what he was thinking, Xiamang stopped struggling and turned to look out of the car window. He didn't speak. He did not even look at the people around him.
While they were still in the neighborhood, Cheng Mo drove the car quickly. It was just like that day when they came back from the golf course, and Moe dragged her home, and she said that she would die together with him. The familiar scenery kept retreating, and a familiar figure kept retreating. Xia Mang turned around and saw Xu Wenhao. Even if we broke up for more than half a year. The familiar feeling was still there.
Xia Mang continued to look out of the car window, feeling the strong anger of the person beside her. She was clearly the one who should be angry. Why was he angrier than her? At this moment, Xiamang was calm. When the car drove into the central garden, Xia Mang grabbed Cheng Mo's steering wheel in shock. Cheng Mo didn't look at Xia Mang and turned his face sideways. Her lips were slightly pursed, and she was obviously very serious and angry. Cheng Mo grabbed Xia Mang's waving hands tightly. He drove the car very fast, braked hard, and stopped the car. Then, he carried Xiamang into the apartment with the strength of a man.
"Cheng Mo, you bastard!" Xiamang bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it struggled, but it was useless. After being thrown onto the sofa by Cheng Mo, she felt dizzy. After a long time of refilling his HP, he no longer had Twinkle Star in his eyes. Xiamang stood up. She wiped her clothes hard as if Cheng Mo had touched something dirty just now. "Why did you bring me here?
If there was one thing Xiamang hated the most, it would be this apartment.
"Last night was a social gathering. I said I would call you today.”Cheng Mo's expression softened slightly, and he didn't even notice it. She called Xiamang this morning, but her phone was switched off. She went downstairs to wait for someone. No one was there. In the end, they all went to pick her up, but they said that they had left early in the morning. Cheng Mo waited from lunch to dinner. He couldn't contact Xiamang. He didn't know where she would go. This sense of powerlessness made him feel terrible. Cheng Mo didn't know that Xia Mang had come to look for him in the morning. She thought it was yesterday. Yesterday, Xiamang had called him twice. One was to ask her what had happened, and the other was a goodnight call before she went to bed. He could tell that Xiamang had something to say and something on her mind. However, he really couldn't say this over the phone. He couldn't reject social gatherings either. He promised to tell her today. He did not expect to be rejected.
"Entertainment? So much so that you're bringing her home?" Xia Mang pushed Cheng Mo hard in anger, and her eyes turned red. It was clearly Cheng Mo's fault. He and Raorao had an ambiguous relationship. Why was he still giving her a hard time? In the past, it was always Wen Hao who asked for an apology and forgiveness. She was calm and aloof. Why was it the same situation? The person in front of him was still angry at him. Forcing her? He actually felt wronged and could not calm down, let alone be high and mighty.
Cheng Mo couldn't help but narrow his eyes. What happened today. Everything became clear.
"I'm sorry." Cheng Mo wrapped his arms around Xia Mang and apologized in her ear. Xiamang must have suffered today because she didn't make herself clear and made her misunderstand and upset.
Xia Mang heard Cheng Mo's words. This undoubtedly confirmed his guess. Xiamang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley and she could not cry. She couldn't laugh. She closed her eyes hard and opened her mouth to bite Cheng Mo's shoulder hard. Cheng Mo's black shirt and his firm shoulder under the shirt. Xiamang bit down hard. Tears rolled down her face without warning and fell on her black shirt, dyeing it even darker.
"Sammy! "Cheng Mo was in the wrong. He endured it and didn't move, but he still called out softly. The first time Xiamang had bitten someone was when they met by chance in Lijiang. She had bitten him a few times since then, and would bite him whenever she was angry. Cheng Mo couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
Xiamang gritted her teeth. Her cheeks were also sour, so she finally let go. Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, she pushed Cheng Mo away and turned to leave.
"What are you thinking?" Cheng Mo sighed helplessly. He grabbed Xia Mang's hand and felt a burning pain on his shoulder where Xia Mang had bitten him.
Xiamang turned around and kicked him. As she struggled, she shouted,""Let me go, let me go!" Before Cheng Mo could move his mouth, Xia Mang covered her ears, shook her head, and screamed at the top of her lungs,"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear your explanations, I don't want to hear your excuses!”
Wen Hao was like this, and so was Cheng Mo. Was it because he had met a bad person, was it because of his fate, or was there a problem in this relationship? One or two of them were like this. Could there be a reason for it? Xia Mang's heart was filled with despair. He felt that the so-called love and the eternal vows were just a mockery of reality.
There would be no more love, no more love. Xiamang told herself that there would be no love that was sincere, nor would there be a selfish love that would give less and accept more, and there would be no half-hearted love.
"Sammy!" Cheng Mo was very worried about Xia Mang's current emotions. He couldn't help but pull Xia Mang's hand a little harder. Xiamang was still struggling and wailing. He couldn't hear a word he said.
Cheng Mo used more strength to restrain Xia Mang. He held Xia Mang's face tightly with both hands and leaned in to kiss her. Xiamang couldn't break free. She hadn't eaten for a day, and her mood had fluctuated greatly. She felt dizzy. Cheng Mo's lips moved across her cheek, making her feel disgusted. Did he think that he could pretend that she hadn't cried just because he kissed away her tears? There were some things that could never be treated as if they had never happened. It wasn't a romantic past, nor was it another stranger. It was Rao Rao. At this moment, Xia Mang hated his innate weakness.
"Weitao drank too much last night. He lived alone and no one took care of him when he was sent back. Raorao also drank a lot and said that she wanted to spend the night on my balcony, so they all stayed.”Cheng Mo could clearly feel Xia Mang's emotions. He stopped kissing her and quickly explained when he saw that Xia Mang had calmed down a little.
Xia Mang obviously didn't believe him. Once bitten, twice shy. She didn't believe whatever Cheng Mo said. Moreover, when he opened the door in the morning, he only saw a pair of men's and women's shoes at the entrance. He did not see Yu Weitao.
"You don't believe me, Sammy?" Cheng Mo narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up Xia Mang. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him. The expression on her face was obviously in disbelief.
Xiamang did not believe him! This realization made Cheng Mo very uncomfortable, or rather, very jealous. He trusted her wholeheartedly, and then he was hurt, and he no longer trusted her. Was that the case? The past was the past. Cheng Mo was never one to dwell on the past, but it was obvious that Xiamang had not completely accepted him. He had always believed that trust was the foundation of a relationship. He had been honest, but Xiamang did not trust him.
The two of them suddenly calmed down. Xiamang was still twitching, his eyes were red and swollen, and his voice seemed a little hoarse. It was the aftermath of crying. Cheng Mo sat opposite Xia Mang and looked at him thoughtfully.
"Did Weitao and Raorao explain it to you and you didn't believe them?”Cheng Mo's analysis and intuition.
Xia Mang was silent, but he was still a little hesitant. She wanted to believe it, but she did not dare to. She didn't want to be lied to. She didn't want to be the fool who only knew the truth at the end. Therefore, the best way was to choose to doubt and choose not to believe, just like when she chose a new relationship and told herself to give less than the other party.
Cheng Mo sighed and walked to Xia Mang. He carried her and said,""Let's go eat first. You haven't eaten anything today, right?”
The sigh was real, and it was a little impactful in Xia Mang's heart. Her expression was gentle, and there was a hint of heartache in her voice. There was a familiar smell on Cheng Mo's body. Under his black shirt, there was a warm and firm touch. Xia Mang's tears, which had just stopped, burst out like a dam that had been opened. Afraid of something and unwilling to accept something, Xia Mang suddenly wrapped her arms around Cheng Mo's neck and buried her face in his chest. She whimpered and repeated,"Cheng Mo…Cheng Mo…"
Cheng Mo could clearly feel the conflict and conflict in her heart from the way she addressed him.
It was unknown who took the initiative, but the hug turned into a lingering feeling. The two people who were about to go for dinner fell on the sofa. The entanglement of their lips and tongues could no longer satisfy the hesitation in their hearts. It was as if they wanted to give their wavering hearts a dose of reassurance. They panted, caressed, searched for each other's body temperature, and intertwined their bones and muscles. Xia Mang's instincts were ignited by Cheng Mo's fiery hands and she was temporarily lost in love.
What was different? Xia Mang decided to trust Cheng Mo. Otherwise, she wouldn't have slept with him at this time. At that time, she felt dirty and disgusted when Wen Hao touched her hand. Was it because he didn't love Cheng Mo deeply enough?
The next day at work, he happened to bump into Rao Rao. She said to Xia Mang half-jokingly, half-seriously,""Sammy. Why did you run so fast yesterday? I can't chase after her even if I chase after her. Don't tell me there's a misunderstanding?”
Xia Mang decided to forget about this matter and tried to smile naturally.""I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent. I told you that I was leaving, but you probably didn't hear me. Then, my phone ran out of battery, so I haven't been able to contact you.”
Cheng Mo had already told Xiamang about the construction site. It was obvious that he wasn't used to confiding in others. On Friday night, the mason's wife had already accepted the compensation of 200,000 yuan under the coordination of Yu Weitao. Rao Rao had also negotiated with a reporter who was present at the time. The matter had been resolved. He didn't expect that after one night, the wife would actually regret it and blow up the matter. Not only did she call the television reporters, but she also called the newspaper reporters and even the radio reporters. Cheng Mo rushed over early in the morning. This time, the wife was tight-lipped. She ignored the negotiation and only cried. In the afternoon, Yu Weitao contacted the deceased's parents overnight and arrived. Things had just taken a turn for the better, and the compensation was naturally more than 200,000 yuan. The social gathering at night was to entertain the reporters.
The matter was finally settled. The family received the money and cremated the deceased. Then, she carried the urn back to her hometown. Xiamang couldn't express any opinion on this. Reality was cruel. Life and money compensation. Although they were not on the same scale, they were the most practical.
As a celebration for the successful conclusion of this event, the few of them decided to have a meal on the weekend. The location was suggested by Rao Rao. He chose Cheng Mo's villa. Rao Rao said. She really missed the days when everyone cooked together in the apartment in England. Xiamang was not among them.
Xia Mang was dragged by Cheng Mo to the supermarket to buy groceries. She pushed the shopping cart with great resentment. Her mind was filled with all kinds of guesses about Cheng Mo, Weitao, and Raorao cooking and eating together in the apartment. Obviously, she wasn't the first to taste Cheng Mo's cooking. Do you drink when you eat? Would there ever be a time when she had sex after drinking? Xia Mang hurriedly shook her head and threw away the terrifying thoughts in her mind. She tried her best to focus on Cheng Mo picking the dishes one by one. When they arrived at Cheng Mo's place, Xia Mang felt a little tired. Xiamang was prone to exhaustion. She often felt very tired, and sometimes she didn't know if she was really tired. It was still his own illusion. Weitao and Rao Rao hadn't arrived yet. Cheng Mo took out the things he had bought one by one. Xiamang was lazy and climbed up to the balcony on the top floor that she liked. Due to the misunderstanding last time, Cheng Mo had been more accommodating to her recently.
There was no sun today. The weather was gloomy and suffocating. Xiamang opened all the French windows and listened to the music. After calming down, she felt much cooler.
When Yu Weitao went up to the balcony and saw Xia Mang, he was listening to music and reading with his back to him. When Yu Weitao walked closer, Xia Mang was completely unaware.
"Why are you so focused on reading?"
"Uh…President Yu is here?" Xiamang stood up in shock and closed the book in her hand. He smiled and greeted Yu Weitao.
"You finally saw me?" The smile on Yu Weitao's face was very gentle. Under the gold-rimmed glasses. There was still a clean and scholarly air between his brows.”
"Are you guys going together?" Xia Mang's heart skipped a beat. He looked behind Yu Weitao but did not see him.
She's helping Moe in the kitchen."
Logically speaking, Yu Weitao should also know Chen Su Rao's feelings for Cheng Mo. She also understood the relationship between Cheng Mo and Xia Mang, including Raorao, so the situation suddenly became very strange. Xia Mang didn't know if Yu Weitao and Zhen Su Rao were just friends, but Xia Mang knew how Chen Su Rao felt about Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo also knew that Chen Su Rao liked him. In addition to the misunderstanding last time, the two of them were in the kitchen together. Chen Su Rao said that she was helping, but Cheng Mo didn't refuse. The strange feeling in Xia Mang's heart surfaced again.
Xiamang was very domineering in this aspect. Women always wanted their other half to be gentle to them and distant and polite to others, especially those with different surnames. Xia Mang could not stand men who were still entangled with their ex-girlfriends or other men of the opposite sex after breaking up. In the four years she had been with Xu Wenhao, although there were many people who had the intention or intention to steal Xu Wenhao's love, under Xia Mang's strict requirements, Xu Wenhao kept a respectful distance from such girls, let alone being ambiguous. So now, after the misunderstanding, Cheng Mo didn't mind being alone with Raorao. Xia Mang couldn't understand and accept this.
Xiamang chatted with Yu Weitao for a while before suddenly thinking of going downstairs to take a look. Xia Mang was hungry, so he simply went to see if the food was ready. He consoled himself.
Cheng Mo was carrying the crabs out of the steamer while Raorao was cutting fruits and putting them on the plate. Xiamang subconsciously walked down the stairs and saw this scene. The two people in the kitchen did not speak, but the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
It was as if this scene had happened countless times before, so it was quiet and natural.
The upper part of the wall separating the kitchen and the dining room was a transparent glass wall. From the dining room or the living room, one could clearly see the busy figures of the people in the kitchen. Xiamang was standing at the junction between the living room and the dining room. Looking at the two people in the kitchen, she lost the courage to enter.
Cheng Mo placed the crab on the table beside the kitchen and looked up to see Xia Mang standing outside. He looked a little helpless. Raorao was cutting fruits with her back facing Xia Mang. Cheng Mo's eyes met Xia Mang's. For some reason, Xia Mang wanted to walk over and ask when they could eat as if nothing had happened, but her actions were more important than anything else. She turned around and ran back to the balcony.
"Xiamang?" Yu Weitao was watering the plants on the balcony. He was stunned by Xia Mang's imposing manner.
"Continue watering your flowers!" Xiamang gave her instructions cleanly and sat on the chair sulking.
She was sulking because she felt a little upset and heartbroken.
"What's wrong?" Yu Weitao was naturally good-tempered. He continued watering the flowers as he asked gently.
"It's nothing." Xia Mang listened attentively, but there were no footsteps behind him. Cheng Mo saw her and saw that she had found him and Raorao in the kitchen. When she saw her eyes meet, she ran away in panic, but he didn't chase after her. Perhaps this wasn't a problem for Cheng Mo at all. Even when Xia Mang sat down and thought about it, she felt that she was being too petty.
"Moe isn't that kind of person." Yu Weitao said.
"What is this?" Xia Mang suddenly became interested. He did not expect Yu Weitao to see through his little thoughts so clearly.
"In short, he is a person who knows what he wants and will not do anything stupid.”
Yu Weitao was very certain, making Xia Mang speechless. Was it because he knew what he wanted, that he let her stay by his side even though he knew how much Rao Rao loved him? Did he use all sorts of legitimate reasons to meet and eat with her? Was it because he couldn't just throw his business aside and give up halfway on the collaboration project? He would always be more involved with Chen Su Rao than she was. They would also be together for a longer time than she did.
When Cheng Mo and Rao Rao carried the dishes to the balcony, they saw Xia Mang sitting with her eyes closed as if she was immersed in music. Yu Weitao was still tending to the flowers and plants on the balcony.
"Sammy, let's go down together to serve the dishes."
Xia Mang looked up at Cheng Mo. He was looking at her with a smile on his face, and his eyes were clear at this moment.
Xia Mang shifted his gaze away in a panic, glancing past Rao Rao and stopping on Yu Weitao.
Raorao's eyes stopped on Cheng Mo, and the hint of greed in her eyes was so obvious.
"Raorao, rest for a while. Let Master handle these matters.”Yu Weitao smiled at Xia Mang.
Hence, Xia Mang was dragged down the balcony by Cheng Mo.
Xia Mang also realized that Cheng Mo didn't pull her down because he couldn't bear to see her sitting on the balcony and waiting for food, so he didn't avoid her. She followed him into the kitchen and was not in a hurry to serve the dishes.
"Sammy." Cheng Mo took a step forward and pulled Xiamang into his arms. His voice was as gentle as Wen Hao's.
Inadvertently, she would still think of him. Xia Mang's body stiffened slightly when he heard Cheng Mo say softly above his head,""Sammy. I could only try to avoid her, I couldn't treat her as a stranger.”
Yes, he tried to avoid her, but he couldn't treat her as a stranger. They would at least have business connections, so Cheng Mo couldn't reject them. Xia Mang was upset. Recalling the look in Raorao's eyes just now, Xia Mang felt that he had been too selfish. Although her relationship with Raorao had gradually drifted apart because of Uncle Chen's meteoric rise and Raorao's overseas trip... However, Xiamang had no siblings since she was a child. Apart from Ah Hui, the one she spent the most time with when she was young was Raorao. She was also half a year older than Raorao and had always considered herself as an older sister. This time, she didn't consider Raorao's feelings at all. She knew that Raorao took over the hotel so quickly because she wanted to spend more time with Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo also tried his best to let Yu Weitao handle the hotel cooperation, hoping that the misunderstanding from last time would not happen again. However, even so, it was impossible for them to not interact at all. Xiamang felt that he was selfish and petty. As long as there was a chance to come into contact. She would feel uncomfortable.
Many times. When others had a conflict with him in some way. People would always choose to protect themselves first. And to hurt others under such intuition. No matter how high-sounding he said that he was unintentional, in the face of real harm. The excuses were all so ridiculous.
The meal made Xiamang feel suffocated. As Raorao ate, she excitedly mentioned many things about the three of them in England. It was warm and interesting. It made people feel a little jealous. Xia Mang was someone with a past and knew that she shouldn't dwell on it. However, she couldn't control her feelings and her unfamiliarity with it, as if it was a conditioned reflex.
The topic had just ended. A topic was brought up again. Rao Rao laughed happily, even though she was the only one talking most of the time. It also gave people a sweet feeling.
After Yu Weitao and Raorao returned, Xia Mang helped Cheng Mo pack his things. Rao Rao also said that she would stay and clean up before leaving, but she was pulled away by Yu Weitao. Xiamang stood in front of the kitchen sink. She carefully washed the dishes. Xia Mang had not touched the pink floral apron ever since Rao Rao wore it.
A pair of hands gently wrapped around his back, and Xia Mang's movements of washing the dishes froze. It was Cheng Mo. He liked to hug her like this.
"Cheng Mo. Why are you here? Yi Xiamang lowered his head. She washed the dishes very, very hard. She really did not want to ruin the warm atmosphere. She really did not want to. However, Raorao's matter had stimulated her, or perhaps it was also the matter with Madam Cheng. Mother Xia's worry and Xiao Linghui's reluctance made her ask.
This wasn't Cheng Mo's hometown. It wasn't even the city where he had lived and studied. Why did he come here? Was he here to chase someone's dream, or was he here to reminisce and feel someone's aura? There was a story behind this? His mind suddenly recalled the incident at Golden Bull Villa. Grandma Yao's words " You are a happy child " and her " Little Mo " were the stories?
Cheng Mo was silent. He tightened his grip around Xia Mang's waist and said in a low voice,""This is all in the past."
"What about the future? Will you stay here for me?" Xiamang said softly. The tap was on and water was flowing. Xia Mang hoped that Cheng Mo could hear her. She foolishly thought that it might be better if she didn't hear it.
"Sammy..."
Xia Mang already knew the answer. His vision gradually blurred. There was something sparkling in her eyes, but she resisted it. The white porcelain plate seemed to be sparkling after being soaked in water. This was something that her mother had done for decades. Thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing to hesitate about."Yamo, I don't want to leave home, my parents, or this city, so we…"
She should have considered this question long before she accepted him, but at that time, she had just been hurt emotionally. She thought that she would never love again. She could not wait to see if she could still fall in love and start a new relationship. She threw all these questions to the back of her mind. When she had no choice but to face them. However, he realized that he was already deeply immersed in it.
It wasn't too late now, right? If it was possible to get out of this relationship as soon as possible, Xiamang didn't want this relationship to end up like the one between Lin Ran and Ye 'zi. I've been worn down by reality. I don't love you anymore. He let go again. Just stay at this moment, remember those beautiful things, tell yourself. She had loved someone before, and she could continue to love again. She didn't want to give up completely on love. She didn't even want to give it a try.
" Sammy…" Cheng Mo tightened his grip around Xia Mang's waist and turned her around. The white jade plate in Xia Mang's hand fell to the ground. With a bang, it cleanly broke into two halves. Just like her heart at that moment.
Tears fell like pearls from a broken string. Xia Mang held back her sobs and looked at the two half-circles on the ground. She told herself not to pick them up and put them back together to form a circle.
Cheng Mo was suppressing his anger. His face was taut. He looked at Xiamang. He seemed to be trying his best to control something. After a while, he suddenly hugged Xiamang and walked out of the kitchen upstairs.
" Cheng Mo…Cheng Mo…" Xia Mang struggled and Cheng Mo grabbed her wet hand. Xia Mang knew that her decision was very selfish. Although Cheng Mo had never talked about the future with her, she knew that he had been working hard and making plans for their future.
He didn't struggle much. Xiamang was thrown onto the bed. It was still the grayish-white checkered bedsheet that Cheng Mo was used to. Xia Mang grabbed the blanket and wiped her face before climbing off the bed. Before he could reach the edge of the bed, he was pressed down by someone. His hot lips and tongue held Xia Mang's sensitive earlobe, and Cheng Mo's hand moved to Xia Mang's chest.
" No…" Xia Mang struggled. She knew that Cheng Mo was angry. Xia Mang recalled the incident with Rao Rao. Although she couldn't see his face, the aura he gave her was the same as that time. That misunderstanding was originally very intense, but after the lingering, the misunderstanding disappeared. This kind of experience was something he had never experienced before. However, this time, Xia Mang did not want to do it again. She wanted to solve it clearly. The answer she wanted was clear: The result she wanted was a clean and crisp one.
" Sammy…" The soft murmur beside her ear was so seductive that Xiamang's clothes were already half-open. Cheng Mo's lips and tongue moved from the back of his neck to his back. It gave Xiamang a brand new feeling of fear that he had never experienced before.
"Cheng Mo. "No…" Xia Mang, who had been through a lot, was shocked by Cheng Mo's attack. Although he resisted. His voice was filled with lust.
Cheng Mo's kiss deepened as his hands caressed Xia Mang's sensitive parts. At that moment, if he did not rub Sammy into his body, who knew what the anger in his heart would make him do. Xia Mang couldn't see Cheng Mo's face. He only knew that his body and his will were sinking. This was the first time she knew that a man and a woman could be married in this way. The intense intimacy and the pain of not being able to see Cheng Mo's face made her subconsciously call out Cheng Mo's name.
Cheng Mo's enthusiasm today was a little unbearable for Xia Mang. After lingering, she buried herself in his arms. She thought of the situation that would happen between the two of them in the future and greedily absorbed the scent on his body. She missed the look on his face when he was moved by her and missed the sweetness when he held her in his arms. When Xia Mang turned this longing and greed into action, it triggered another lingering feeling.
Cheng Mo hugged Xia Mang and forced her to look into his eyes. Her face was flushed after the intense passion. In fact, it wasn't just her face. Her entire body was flushed. This was a sensitive constitution. Cheng Mo knew that there was once someone who had laid in his arms and talked to him about sexiness with a sweet smile. She said that people with sensitive physiques should be the sexiest, but unfortunately, she wasn't. This person was later stopped outside the house by his mother because of his poor health. Cheng Mo's four-year love in university finally ended and he embarked on his journey to study in England. How many years had it been since he graduated from university? After so many years, Cheng Mo had never felt the same way as he did in the past. He had given up hope and started to slowly accept reality. He did not object to his family's intention to matchmake him, but he did not expect to meet Xia Mang.
Cheng Mo looked at Xia Mang carefully. The redness on her face slowly faded and became pink and tender. Every time they were intimate, her face seemed to have a luster. It was pure and gentle with a dazzling glow, making his heart soften, but there were also moments when he did not dare to look at her. At this moment, Xia Mang seemed to want to brand him in her mind. Her bright eyes stared straight at him, and there was clearly greed and reluctance in her eyes.
This time, he would not let any problem ruin his feelings. Cheng Mo told himself that he wasn't worried about the resistance at home. The problem that Xiamang had raised earlier had suddenly become very easy to solve.
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