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Autumn Wind opened the door, and unexpectedly, Qiu Mowen appeared with a serious expression, while Liu Jian leaned drunkenly against him.
How could Qiu Mowen be with Liu Jian? Seeing this scene, Autumn Wind was instantly frozen in shock, her body stiffening as if it had been frozen by ice and snow.
Though her body was rigid, her heart felt like a deer crashing around wildly. Autumn Wind stammered, "You, you two..."
Before Autumn Wind could finish, the heavily intoxicated Liu Jian slowly lifted his head, his gaze unfocused as he mumbled, "I'm sorry, Autumn Wind, I worried you... Thank you, Ervin, for bringing me home!" After saying this, his head drooped heavily again.
Liu Jian's words were soft and gentle, like a spring breeze that suddenly awakened Autumn Wind's consciousness.
She reached out and gently nudged Liu Jian, saying, "Hey... wake up!"
Liu Jian showed no signs of awareness.
Meanwhile, Qiu Mowen took a breath and said, "Um, should we come in first... standing at the door like this..."
Autumn Wind didn't know what to say. She dared not look into Qiu Mowen's eyes and instinctively stepped back a few paces to make some space. Qiu Mowen supported Liu Jian and walked inside.
"Where's the bedroom?" Qiu Mowen asked as he moved toward the living room.
Autumn Wind, regaining her composure, quickly closed the door and followed him into the living room. Upon hearing Qiu Mowen's question, she quickened her pace, walked in front of him, and pointed him toward the bedroom. "The bedroom is this way; follow me..."
Once they entered the bedroom, Qiu Mowen gently placed Liu Jian on the bed. At that moment, Autumn Wind stood to the side with a dazed expression and a serious look on her face. She watched as Qiu Mowen, with tender movements, helped Liu Jian take off his shoes, loosen his tie, and unbutton his shirt—strange yet filled with confusion.
Due to his drunkenness, Liu Jian emitted numerous soft groans of discomfort that sounded like whispers filtering through Autumn Wind's ears.
Suddenly, she was jolted awake from her daze. She lifted her head and saw Liu Jian comfortably lying on the bed with Qiu Mowen's help. In a hurry, she ran to the bathroom to get a warm towel, but as she approached Liu Jian to wipe his face, her hand was firmly grasped by Qiu Mowen.
"You..." Autumn Wind's body felt electrified, and she looked at Qiu Mowen with a tense expression, struggling to free her hand. "What are you doing..."
After locking eyes with Autumn Wind for a second, Qiu Mowen quickly averted his gaze. However, he did not immediately release her hand; instead, he reached out with his other hand, took the warm towel from her grip, and spoke in a low voice that rumbled from his throat: "Don't serve a man who's hungover..."
As he spoke, the towel slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He stated firmly, "Even if he is the father of your child, it doesn't matter..."
Then he turned around and leaned closer to Liu Jian's face. His eyes glinted sharply as if he were talking to himself but also addressing the unconscious Liu Jian: "If you really care about your woman, then please have some self-respect and avoid getting hungover in the future..."
Liu Jian let out a sound of "Hey!" which could have been unconscious or perhaps he truly heard Qiu Mowen's words.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on Qiu Mowen's face. He straightened up, sighed deeply, and then turned to look at Autumn Wind.
However, his sharp gaze was instantly replaced by indifference. It was as if he had transformed into a different person. "Sister Qiu, if there's nothing else... then I will take my leave..."
He brushed past Autumn Wind and walked toward the living room.
While Qiu Mowen was speaking those seemingly threatening words to Liu Jian, Autumn Wind was still in a state of shock from his grip on her hand. When Qiu Mowen brushed past her, her body swayed slightly from the force. She regained her composure but only caught a glimpse of Qiu Mowen's back.
"Wait a minute..." After glancing at Liu Jian's peaceful sleeping face, she stepped out of the bedroom and hurried toward Qiu Mowen, making sure to close the bedroom door behind her.
At this moment, Qiu Mowen was already standing at the door. Hearing Autumn Wind's footsteps, he turned around. A wave of bitterness surged within him, but he couldn't show any real emotion. "Sister Qiu, is there something you need?"
"I..." Autumn Wind clenched her hands nervously into fists, biting her lower lip while furrowing her brows. Her gaze was passionate yet conflicted; she just didn't know what to say.
The two of them gazed at each other, enveloped in silence.
After a few awkward seconds, Autumn Wind broke the tension. She mustered her courage to look into Qiu Mowen's eyes and asked, "Did Liu Jian tell you anything?"
"No, he didn't..." Qiu Mowen replied without thinking after hearing Autumn Wind's question. "I just happened to run into him on the street..."
"You're lying..." Before Qiu Mowen could finish, Autumn Wind interrupted him. His quick response made her feel something was off. "What are you hiding..."
"I'm not hiding anything... I'm sorry, it's getting late, I have to go home..." Faced with Autumn Wind's sharp questioning, Qiu Mowen felt powerless. He decided to simply leave and reached for the door lock.
However, Autumn Wind grabbed his arm. He could clearly feel her breathing becoming rapid, and the hand holding his arm trembled slightly. "As for you, I'm still the same as before; I'm still waiting for you to take me away..."
"I'm sorry, Sister Qiu, I don't know what you're talking about..." Qiu Mowen quickly interrupted Autumn Wind. His voice rose suddenly but then quickly lowered again as his eyes darted toward the bedroom, looking as if he was afraid Liu Jian would overhear. "Keep this child, keep Liu Jian; he is more suitable for you than I am..."
Qiu Mowen's voice choked up. "Keep this child and start a new life... Don't compromise yourself because of her identity... For this child and for yourself, start living again!"
Qiu Mowen tried hard to control his tone, but his moist eyes betrayed his inner turmoil; he felt both bitter and pained.
Seeing Qiu Mowen's teary eyes and listening to his advice made Autumn Wind's nose tingle, and tears streamed down her face.
"She just came by too!" Qiu Mowen pointed at the bar counter, where a paper crane had been placed at some point—light purple, Qiu Ruolan's favorite color. "What Liu Jian can bring to your life is something she can never provide..." Qiu Mowen took a deep breath and added, "I can't either..."
Qiu Mowen paused slightly; his eyes suddenly brightened as he stepped closer and embraced Autumn Wind tightly and gently. His tone rose with unrestrained excitement: "Keep this child and seriously be your Mrs. Liu..." Then he quickly released her.
Autumn Wind was still engulfed in immense sorrow; the sudden embrace caught her off guard. Her hands flailed in the air, unsure where to place them. Before she could even feel the warmth of the hug, Qiu Mowen had already let her go.
Autumn Wind couldn't believe such a dramatic action came from Qiu Mowen. She stared wide-eyed at Qiu Mowen, "You..." The reflection in Qiu Mowen's pupils showed something, glimmering slightly; it was... the light from the bedroom.
Autumn Wind suddenly realized that Liu Jian must be standing behind her.
Qiu Mowen leaned closer to Autumn Wind, but his gaze shot past her body towards the back. He spoke firmly, "She and I will always stand behind you..."
With that, he turned around, opened the door, and strode out.
Outside in the corridor, the lights that had turned on with the sound of the door opening quickly went out after Qiu Mowen took the elevator down.
Autumn Wind stood at the entrance, dazed for a moment. The wind from the corridor rushed in, brushing against her tear-streaked face, causing her pain.
She couldn't help but shrink her neck, her spirit reviving. She quickly reached out to close the door and then turned to walk towards the bedroom.
The bedroom door was already closed. Pushing it open, she saw Liu Jian appearing to be fast asleep.
Autumn Wind sighed, took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and gently lay down beside Liu Jian after turning off the light.
Before closing her eyes, Autumn Wind glanced out the window; it seemed to be getting slightly brighter. It was hard to tell whether it was the faint light of lamps or sunlight sneaking through the curtains.
In this atmosphere, Autumn Wind's mind immediately became muddled. She felt as if she had fallen asleep but also felt awake. She could hear sounds around her, yet many were indistinct.
After an unknown amount of time, Autumn Wind sensed that Liu Jian had woken up beside her. He turned over, switched on the light, and then gently sat up from the bed.
At that moment, Autumn Wind also turned onto her side, squinting her eyes into a narrow slit as she watched Liu Jian's every move.
Liu Jian got up and went straight to the bathroom. The sound of water splashing started, and after a few dozen seconds, it stopped. Liu Jian returned to the bedroom without any change.
He stood at the foot of the bed, staring motionlessly at Autumn Wind, his face alternating between ecstatic joy and deep anxiety.
To prevent Liu Jian from noticing her feigned slumber, Autumn Wind tried hard to maintain an awkward posture and deliberately made soft murmuring sounds.
After standing in front of the bed for a few minutes, Liu Jian sat at the foot of the bed. He opened a storage box that had been used as a stool and painstakingly reached inside. Finally, he pulled out a yellow bag made of stiff paper with some effort. With his back to Autumn Wind, he took something out of the bag. Then he struggled to put the bag back in its original position.
He held the item in his hand, murmured something, then climbed back onto the bed and gently lay down beside Autumn Wind.
He lay on his side, lightly wrapping his arms around Autumn Wind's waist, pressing his chest tightly against her back. A strong smell of alcohol wafted into Autumn Wind's nose.
Autumn Wind pretended to be startled awake, slightly opening her eyes and exaggerating her words as she turned to bury her head in his embrace. "You're awake?"
Autumn Wind felt Liu Jian's heartbeat becoming increasingly pronounced, like a fierce drumbeat. She let out a breath, and a hoarse voice reached her ears. "Let's get married!"
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