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The air seemed to be stagnant, and I could hear my own heartbeat, the "thump thump" was quite frightening.
He stood there for a full five minutes before stepping out of the shadows. Under the streetlight, his face was pale, his jaw clenched as if it might snap, and he squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Go home."
I didn't dare to say much, scrambling into the car, my hands shaking on the steering wheel.
He also got into the passenger seat and glanced at me as he reached for the seatbelt, his voice harsh as he said, "Seatbelt."
I hurriedly released my grip and fastened the seatbelt that I had forgotten about, then slowly started the car.
The atmosphere in the car was tense; I even rolled down the windows halfway through because I was afraid of suffocating myself.
Xiao Minxing sat there without moving, neither looking at me nor saying a word. His thin lips were pressed tightly together, forming a narrow line. I could feel that all his muscles were tense, as if there was a volcano of anger inside him just waiting to erupt.
My mouth was dry, and I recalled what had happened before getting into the car, breaking out in a cold sweat.
He must have seen everything, which is why he was acting this way. How am I supposed to explain this to him now?
Should I say that I was just sitting in the car with Su Qian, that we only chatted for a few minutes and it was about explaining what happened in the morning?
Would he ask what needed explaining?
If he asked, how should I respond?
Originally, Su Qian not speaking was meant to reduce misunderstandings between us. Now it seems that not only did we fail to clarify things, but the misunderstanding has grown larger. Even though we aren't even ordinary friends, who knows how Xiao Minxing would perceive this?
My palms were sweaty, and my grip on the steering wheel felt a bit unsteady. While waiting at a traffic light, I almost bumped into the car in front of me, which made me break out in a cold sweat again.
Xiao Minxing turned to look at me, his face still dark and sullen, but his tone had returned to a calm monotone. "What are you so nervous about? Driving like this, do you not value your life?"
I hurriedly wiped my forehead and stammered, "It's hot, my palms are sweaty, so..."
"Is that so? Is it your heart that's hot or the weather? Don't you know yourself?"
Hearing this made me feel like I wanted to die. It seemed I wouldn't escape this ordeal. Fortunately, we were on the road; he still needed me to drive. Otherwise, would he just strangle me?
The sound of a horn pulled me back from my thoughts. Looking up, I realized the light had already turned green.
I quickly drove forward but heard Xiao Minxing coldly say, "Stop at the intersection."
I didn't know what he wanted to do, but I dared not disobey him. I couldn't believe the good things he had done for me were genuine, but I had personally experienced his bad side. So when he truly got angry, I never dared to test his patience.
As soon as the car stopped by the roadside, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. He then walked around the front of the car and opened my door.
His movements were fluid and decisive; there was no hesitation or pause as he said two words: "Get out."
My legs felt weak, and I fumbled in my seat for what felt like an eternity before I could manage to get out. Suddenly, Xiao Minxing leaned into the car, his face and body filling my vision in an instant. The masculine aura and cool anger radiating from him enveloped me completely.
I was almost scared enough to scream but felt my body relax as the tightness of my seatbelt returned to its original position.
He yanked me out of the car with one swift motion and gestured with his eyes toward the seat across from him.
I now dare not say a word, busy trying to get up from the other side. When I turned to look at Xiao Minxing, he had already started the car and driven away.
By the time the two of us got home, it was already past ten at night. Although nothing had happened along the way, I felt as if I had gone through a battle and was almost exhausted.
The silent torment within is perhaps more terrifying than open scolding?
Xiao Minxing didn't look any better; his face was as dark as a pot bottom.
I anxiously watched him take ingredients out of the fridge and then quietly start cooking.
To be honest, I felt a bit foolish because during the time I lived with him in the past, these tasks were always mine to handle, whether he was happy or unhappy. Especially when he was furious, he would order me to do these things, and there was certainly a sense of punishment behind it. Although I knew this, I never dared to say anything.
Now he was clearly furious but still took it upon himself to cook. For a moment, I even thought that this was it; tonight might be an unusual night. Would he serve me this meal and then take my life?
As I trembled thinking about this, he had already brought the simple dishes down.
"Eat." He didn't look at me at all; as he placed the plate on the dining table, he coldly said this to me.
Having stood for too long, upon hearing this, I wanted to hurry over and almost tripped over myself, stumbling a few steps before steadying myself. When I looked up, I saw Xiao Minxing's icy cold gaze.
His words weren't any better: "You’re as dumb as a pig; what do you think you can play with?"
I pretended not to understand him, and honestly, I really didn’t grasp what he meant. Sitting down at the dining table, even though the food in front of me looked decent, I couldn't taste anything.
After enduring the entire dinner time, my clothes were soaked through. Not daring to stay with him any longer, I hurried upstairs first.
When I finished taking a shower and came out, Xiao Minxing had already returned to the room, sitting alone by the window with his back to the light, seemingly lost in thought.
Worried that he might ask about Su Qian or that his anger might escalate uncontrollably, I tried to minimize any noise. I quietly climbed into bed and covered myself completely with the blanket.
After a while, I heard a sound at the door; he must have gone to take a shower.
Cautiously, I lifted the blanket slightly from my head and glanced at the window. Sure enough, there was no one there.
However, the bathroom door was also open, and the light inside was off.
I looked around the room again, confirming that Xiao Minxing was really not inside before freeing myself from the blanket. I took a few deep breaths to get my mind back to normal.
If he wasn't in the bathroom and had just come up from downstairs, where could he have gone? Did he go back downstairs?
It was already late at night; what could he possibly be doing down there?
I couldn't figure it out, and sleep eluded me. After waiting for a few minutes in bed without any sign of Xiao Minxing, I couldn't help but get up. I searched around the room to ensure he wasn't hiding in some corner before opening the door to step outside.
On the second floor, besides our two bedrooms, there was his study and a small living room.
There was no light in the study, and the door was closed.
I slowly made my way to the small living room. Although it was dark, I remembered that Xiao Minxing had sat there during the day and talked to me about Mina's boyfriend. I wondered if he might be there now.
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