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It looks like they are here to eat.
After finishing the meal in silence, the two people walked out one after another.
This scene is really weird, like a mime.
It was getting dark outside, and a suffocating silence filled the carriage.
At first, Song Chujiu thought Xiao Moqing was going to send her home.
It wasn¡¯t until she discovered that the route outside was not the route to send her back that Song Chujiu¡¯s expression gradually changed.
"Xiao Moqing, where are you taking me?"
Under the dim light, Xiao Moqing's eyelashes drooped lightly, casting a faint black shadow under his eyes, which also suppressed the color in his eyes that was darker than the night.
"Of coursego where you should go."
Xiao Moqing's voice was light, but mixed with a strange coldness. He spoke again: "Do you still remember this road?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils shrank slightly, and the hands on his knees tightened.
How could she forget?
No matter how long it takes, she will never forget it.
This road is the road back to Xiao Moqing's villa, and it was also their former "home".
The car stopped in the courtyard of the villa, and Xiao Moqing opened the door and got out of the car.
Song Chujiu also followed.
Xiao Moqing pressed the password of the villa, and Song Chujiu suddenly realized that the password was still the same as before.
Pushing open the door of the villa, a tight darkness rushed in. The villa was empty and so quiet that there was no sound at all. It felt like entering a haunted house.
Seemingly aware of her uneasiness, Xiao Moqing pressed the switch on the wall.
The lights overhead turned on, illuminating the darkness.
The furnishings in the house are still the same as they were four years ago.
Song Chujiu looked at it in a daze, as if he had gone back to four years ago, and nothing seemed to have changed.
She thought she would be repulsed by this place.
After all, many bad things happened here in their past.
But surprisingly, she didn¡¯t have any hard-to-accept emotions.
Memories of the past come flooding back like a tide.
In fact, in the past four years, she has rarely thought about the past.
People should always look forward instead of getting stuck in the past.
But the moment she entered this place, the fragments that she had never recalled were like puzzle pieces, pieced together into a complete picture.
"What do you remember?" The cold voice was colder than the moonlight.
Song Chujiu pulled away from his memories and turned to look at Xiao Moqing.
Xiao Moqing was sitting on the sofa, with a pair of black eyes as deep as an ancient well, without a trace of bright color.
Song Chujiu asked: "Why did you bring me here?"
Although Xiao Moqing was sitting and Song Chujiu was standing, his momentum was still compelling.
"What else can I do to you, why do you have to make me speak so clearly?"
Song Chujiu felt short of breath for a while.
He came to him, and besides sleeping with her, he just slept with her.
¡°She hit my head last time, and not long after I was discharged from the hospital, I actually came to see her again.
Song Chujiu looked at Xiao Moqing, "Xi Qianluo can't satisfy you? Why do you keep coming to me?"
When he asked these words, Song Chujiu still had some expectations that he shouldn't have in his heart.
"Song Chujiu, you violated the agreement." Xiao Moqing said indifferently: "First of all, you escaped without authorization during the period we agreed. Second, you did not change my mind. Therefore, during my stay in country Z, , you have to be on call."
Song Chujiu's expression and tone were calm, "Xiao Moqing, I also said that I will not accept being a mistress." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com