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If this continues to be pursued, I feel like we could talk until tomorrow morning without finishing. Even if we could finish, it would be hard for me to survive.
Taking advantage of the fact that he hasn't shown any intention to kill yet, I wanted to try to change the topic.
"Well, I've already said it was unavoidable. I was scared there too, and you didn't care about me."
He didn't wait for me to speak and asked, "So when I was at the Hospital, did I leave you all alone? Is it because the tickets for those days were sold out that you couldn't come back?"
I was left speechless.
This pit had already been dug, just waiting for me to jump in. All those previous questions were aimed at breaking my psychological defenses, and this last question was the key. If I wasn't mistaken, I would probably enter a new round of inhumane torment.
But after waiting for a few minutes, Xiao Minxing still sat there without moving. Although his eyes were still on me, they were ambiguous, showing no signs of anger or joy.
I didn't know what he was thinking, but standing still and not provoking him seemed to be the right choice.
He sat there lost in thought while I stood awkwardly. After a few more minutes passed, the air in the room felt like it was freezing. My legs started to ache from standing, and seeing that his expression hadn't changed much, I tentatively said, "Actually, I was also taking a gamble, but deep down I really wanted to come back. I called you every day; you never answered. I thought you were still angry, so I was really scared, which is why..."
Xiao Minxing turned his head, his gaze deep and unfathomable. He looked at me for a few seconds before getting up and walking outside without saying a word.
It wasn't until the door closed that I slowly let out a breath.
Tonight had finally passed.
The next morning when I woke up, he was already gone from the bed.
After so many days, it seems I have gotten used to him sleeping beside me. Suddenly waking up to find him gone, I felt a bit empty inside, so I hurried to get up.
Before I reached downstairs, I heard sounds coming from the kitchen.
Xiao Minxing was wearing a light gray casual outfit, with a lace-trimmed apron tied around his waist. He was standing there frying eggs, the sizzling sound and the rich aroma of eggs wafting from the kitchen instantly whetted my appetite.
I slowly leaned against the entrance, watching him skillfully flip the fried eggs out of the pan before moving on to stir-fry a small dish.
“Don’t just stand there at the entrance; warm up the milk and get ready for breakfast,” he said without turning his head, his tone flat.
I was startled and, realizing what he said, hurried over to the fridge.
I grabbed the milk and turned around, only to bump into his chest. It seemed I even knocked my head against his nose, making Xiao Minxing look quite comical as he frowned and scrunched up his nose, his glasses also wrinkling.
I quickly said, “Why didn’t you say anything while standing behind me?”
His brow furrowed even deeper. With a swift motion of his arm, he pulled me close, leaning slightly forward and looking into my eyes without saying a word, yet his gaze felt powerful enough to pierce through my soul.
Knowing when to be sensible, I immediately said, “I’m sorry! I didn’t expect you to be behind me.”
However, he didn’t release me. His hand moved from my back to my neck, and then suddenly he lowered his head and kissed my lips.
I stood there in a daze as he pried open my lips and tongue, entangling with me passionately, drawing in every bit of air until we both could hardly breathe. Weakly looking at him, I asked, “You’re not angry anymore? Aren’t you afraid I’ll be with that guy…”
His arm suddenly tightened around me, immobilizing my movements. His lips came down again with force this time, lacking the gentleness of before; it felt as if he wanted to bite my lips off completely.
By the time he let go, I felt that breakfast could be skipped; my mouth already had the taste of sausage.
The instigator, however, was quite pleased with himself, lightly nibbling and savoring the food on his plate while saying, "If you dared to do anything against me, you wouldn't be sitting here now, nor would you ever return to Haicheng."
I muttered softly, "How do you know whether I did or didn't, being a hundred thousand miles away?"
His gaze shot over like a cold arrow, staring at me for several seconds before he ominously said, "Haven't you heard of the word 'stalking'?"
"Ah? You're stalking me?" My hair stood on end at the thought that everywhere I went, there were eyes watching from behind, even while I slept. I instinctively shifted my body back a bit.
It really felt like Xiao Minxing had become a creep.
No wonder he could walk away without worry for a week, ignoring me completely and not even making a phone call; it turned out he had been fully aware of my movements. What was he trying to do? Test me? See if something would really happen between Su Qian and me?
And what if something did happen? Would he immediately jump out to catch us in the act?
Living with him was truly terrifying. I quickly recalled that time I fought with Lu Yishan. He didn't ask anything afterward and even believed it wasn't my fault. Had he been sending someone to follow me from the very beginning?
This feeling was really awful. My head felt a bit foggy, and I had no desire to eat breakfast; all I wanted was to get as far away from him as possible—far enough that we would never see each other again.
I had regretted meeting him this way before and forcing myself to marry him, but never had I felt such deep remorse from the bottom of my heart as I did this time.
If I had known he was this kind of person from the start, no matter how much I liked him back then, I would have buried it deep inside and never mentioned it again.
Xiao Minxing synchronized with me at the stairway and grabbed my wrist, saying, "Let's go eat."
"I can't eat."
"You have to eat, or else I’ll take you to see a good show later."
I turned my head to look at him, not understanding what he meant, but I wasn't in the mood to accompany him to a show.
"I don't want to go, and there's nothing better than what we have going on." After saying that, I tried to pry his hand away with force.
But his fingers were like iron clamps; the more I tried to pull away, the tighter he gripped. In the end, even his gaze changed: "Qiu Yuhan, you know better than anyone what will happen if you anger me. Don't make me say it twice."
Yes, he had a thousand ways to torment me, but none felt as humiliating as being transparent in front of him. So I tilted my head back and said with a forced smile, "Fine, do as you wish. Even if you kill me, it doesn't matter; I don't care."
He was momentarily stunned, then suddenly his eyes darkened, and his face turned ashen.
With a twist of his wrist, he grabbed my small arm and pulled me directly into the Bedroom.
He didn't even close the door before he started forcefully stripping off my clothes.
Having seen this situation too many times in the past, I always wanted to resist, but ultimately nothing ever changed. Now I didn't even want to struggle at all; I let him take off my clothes.
The Autumn Wind blew in through the window, sending a chill across my body and raising goosebumps on my skin.
However, the person in front of me did not stop. He quickly pulled me into the Dressing Room, opened every door, and took out a pile of black clothes saying, "Choose an outfit to wear; we are going to attend a Funeral today. It will be Solemn."
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