After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 90p2

Chapter 90: This Distance Is a Bit Dangerous. p2

When she returned to her apartment, as soon as the door closed, Huai Xing looked at the familiar room, thinking of her conversation with Lu Zhenyue in the car, and she slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhenyue had indeed not forced her to like her. It was she who was forcing herself to divert her attention.

Now, she had let go of Lu Zhenyue, and she had also let go of herself.

After taking a shower on the second floor, it was still very early. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes. The figure of Chu Wantang when she had left the company in the afternoon appeared in her mind again.

Although she was holding a pillow under her, her arms still felt a little empty.

After an unknown amount of time, she took out the phone from the side, unlocked it, and casually scrolled through her Moments, and then opened Weibo to look.

The sunset in Haicheng was on the hot search. Everyone was sharing the photos they had taken in the trending topic. She hadn’t taken any, so she just looked at what others had posted. As she was scrolling, she saw that someone had taken a picture of someone else’s phone screen saver. It was the photo of her and Chu Wantang kissing at sunrise at the seaside in Nancheng.

Huai Xing pressed her forehead. How could the two of them appear here?

She turned over and lay on her back, holding her phone, and exited this trending topic interface.

The next second, Chu Wantang’s call came through. She almost let go and smashed her face, but fortunately, she reacted and held on tightly. And Chu Wantang had also canceled the call, and everything returned to peace.

Huai Xing sat up, the light illuminating her thoughtful expression.

In the end, she called back. The “beep” continued, but the person on the other end did not answer. She frowned and called again. This time, someone answered.

Chu Wantang’s voice was filled with a hint of alcohol. “Hello.”

“…” Hearing this voice, Huai Xing’s lips were pressed together tightly. She pushed her hair back and still asked, “What’s the password?”

“What password?”

“The door.”

“980717…” Chu Wantang dragged out her tone.

Huai Xing hung up the phone and put on a thin jacket to go out.

In the few seconds that the elevator went up, she stared at the displayed numbers, her breathing heavy. When it stopped at “11,” her breath seemed to have paused at this moment.

Was she really going to find Chu Wantang? But what did Chu Wantang’s drinking have to do with her? What she had to do now was to go home and get a good night’s sleep…

After she had finished reciting this in her mind, she was already entering Chu Wantang’s room password.

A “beep” sounded, and the door opened, and everything came into view.

The layout was the same, but the decoration was a little strange.

It could be seen that Chu Wantang had not yet tidied up this home. There were still many express boxes inside and outside the door. She pulled out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and changed into them, then slowly walked in.

The high-ceilinged living room was like an unfolded giant scroll. The sensor lights embedded at the bottom lit up, and the clean floor reflected a shimmering light, like a slowly flowing river of stars.

Outside the entire floor-to-ceiling window, you could see the landmark building with a light show, and it also reflected the figure of the woman in the living room.

Passing through the entryway, Huai Xing finally saw Chu Wantang sitting on the soft blanket.

Chu Wantang was propping her head on her hand, her long hair scattered down. She seemed to be seriously watching TV. The ultra-clear TV was playing the “Robot Dreams” that they hadn’t finished watching last time. The movie had already ended and was playing the end credits.

And on the coffee table, there were several empty wine bottles, all of which were the peach-flavored fruit wines they had once tasted together.

Huai Xing wrinkled her nose and walked over.

She sat down next to Chu Wantang, not deliberately keeping a great distance, and watched the end credits with Chu Wantang.

But apart from the light from the TV, there was also a floor lamp in the corner of the living room, which was exactly the same as the one at home in Jingcheng. It was a new one that Chu Wantang had bought.

When the movie was completely over, Chu Wantang reached out her hand randomly, but she couldn’t find the remote control.

Huai Xing handed it to her. “Are you still watching?”

Chu Wantang blinked, found the source of the sound, and then followed the arm that appeared in front of her and turned her head.

She seemed to be trying to distinguish whether this was real or a dream. The next second, the person beside her asked again, “Was this movie good?”

“…It was good,” Chu Wantang answered a beat slow, trying to speak clearly. “But it made me very sad.”

Huai Xing stared at her eyes. “Why?”

“I want the little dog and the robot to be together…” Chu Wantang’s head was dizzy, and her tears fell uncontrollably. “I don’t want them to be separated.”

“It’s such a pity. It was so close… so close…”

Huai Xing looked at her like this, reopened “Robot Dreams,” and once again used it as a background.

In fact, on the night she had separated from Chu Wantang in Jingcheng, she had downloaded this movie on her tablet in advance at the hotel and had watched the whole thing on the plane. This movie seemed to be pointing at her, telling her. It wasn’t until the final music sounded that she realized that she had shed two tears.

“Many things are not as you wish,” Huai Xing said, taking a tissue to wipe her tears. “What’s missed is missed. All you can do is accept it. They both went on to live their own new lives in the end. Isn’t that good?”

Chu Wantang said in a hoarse voice, “I can’t accept it.”

“There’s no way,” Huai Xing said, changing to another tissue and couldn’t help but say, “Why are there so many tears?”

“I don’t know…” Chu Wantang answered the last question, her head swaying.

Huai Xing glanced at the empty wine bottles on the coffee table, and also the other few unopened bottles of wine that were neatly placed.

She no longer wiped Chu Wantang’s tears, but only asked, “Why are you drinking tonight?”

And it was drinking alone.

Chu Wantang digested this question for a long while before saying heavily, “I’m sad.”

She fell back and leaned against the sofa. Her tears blurred her vision. She looked at the kaleidoscope-like lights and muttered, “I’m sad to see her with someone else.”

It turned out that such an ordinary little thing could crush her now.

Huai Xing’s long lashes drooped, and she said softly, “You won’t be sad in the future.”

Chu Wantang did not speak again and slowly closed her eyes, and then raised her hand to rub her heavy head.

Huai Xing reached out her hand. “Where does it hurt?”

“Here,” Chu Wantang said, pointing to her temple, her brows tightly furrowed.

Huai Xing’s fingertips were on it, and she rubbed it for her on one hand and said, “I came to you for something.” She pressed her lips together. “Since you’re in so much pain from drawing, I can give you those seven minutes.”

“It’s really only seven minutes. I’ll time it this time, okay?”

With that, she opened the stopwatch without waiting for Chu Wantang’s answer, and then placed her hand on Chu Wantang’s shoulder, pulling the person over. The person who had been drinking was as if she were even softer. She wrapped her arms around the person and asked in Chu Wantang’s ear, “Why aren’t you hugging me back?”

She then felt that it was not good for Chu Wantang to have to spend time thinking about this question, so she simply gave an order. “Hug me back, Chu Wantang.”

Chu Wantang’s thoughts were in a mess, but she could clearly separate Huai Xing’s order.

She slowly raised her hands and embraced Huai Xing.

Her breath was also as if it were hotter than when she was sober, and it landed scorchingly on the side of Huai Xing’s neck.

Chu Wantang’s tears stopped, but her nasal cavity was blocked, and she couldn’t smell anything. She fluttered her long lashes, and her lips gently pressed against the side of Huai Xing’s neck, and she said, word by word, “Xingxing…”

As she spoke, her lips moved, rubbing against that patch of skin.

The itchiness began to spread, and Huai Xing spoke to stop her. “You can’t.”

Her throat rolled, and she pushed the person away, but she couldn’t push her at all. She had no choice but to warn, “If you do this again, the time will be halved.”

Chu Wantang’s lips did not move. She moved to the side a little and subconsciously learned from what she had seen on the surveillance that night, touching her and Huai Xing’s hair, and bit by bit, she wrapped them around her fingertips.

One circle after another, she wrapped them tightly, and then she let go.

But subconsciously, she felt that she shouldn’t let go. After she wrapped them again, she did not move.

Huai Xing, on the other hand, was lightly tapping her back with her fingertips. Her nasal cavity was filled with the clear fragrance of the woman and the scent of peach wine. A moment later, she asked, “Why did you think of calling me?”

“I missed you.”

“…” Even though it was an expected answer, hearing Chu Wantang say it so softly was another feeling.

But, she remembered that on that night at Yuelan Wu five years ago, Chu Wantang had also been drunk, but she had acted in front of her as if she liked her and cared about her, making her misunderstand that Chu Wantang’s love for her was hard to say.

And she had fallen into Chu Wantang’s carefully laid sweet trap again.

Recalling these things, Huai Xing’s light tapping on her back stopped.

She reminded, “It’s time.”

“The timer…” her voice was very light.

Huai Xing lied, “The timer went off. You just didn’t hear it.” She released her arms, and this time she used some strength to push Chu Wantang back.

Their entangled hair was thus separated and fell into her sight.

Chu Wantang’s eyes were filled with tears. She swayed twice, sat up straight, took a wine glass, and was about to pour wine into her mouth again.

The warm light fell on them. Huai Xing looked at her and took the wine glass. “Don’t drink anymore. Go up and sleep. You have to make a housewarming dinner tomorrow. Do you remember?”

“I can’t sleep…” Chu Wantang curled up her knees, her chin on them, and wrapped her arms around herself.

She stared at the TV and repeated, “It’s so hard to sleep…”

She almost said whatever came to her mind. “Su Cheng, she… they used to tell me not to drink so much, saying that my age was increasing, and if I drank for a long time, my face would sag, and my body would also collapse. How could I see you then… I’m already six years older than you. You’re still young, but I’m different…”

Huai Xing’s hand did not let go of the wine glass. She looked at Chu Wantang’s moving lips, and her fingertips were also caressing the rim of the glass. If it weren’t for the fact that her period was not over yet, she felt that she would probably also drink the wine in the glass now.

“And then?” She was clearly still very young.

“What?”

“How did you fall asleep later?”

“I threw myself into my work and fell asleep from exhaustion. I also exercised to maintain my figure…” Chu Wantang recalled in detail. She even turned her head to look at Huai Xing. “I also take melatonin.”

Huai Xing listened quietly and muttered, “That’s about it.”

Chu Wantang’s thoughts were a bit slow at the moment and she needed to take some time to think. Huai Xing’s voice just now was very low, and she couldn’t hear it clearly, so she leaned a little closer and asked seriously, “What?”

“Nothing.”

Huai Xing did not hide back, her gaze falling on Chu Wantang’s face.

Chu Wantang did not get flushed when she drank. After drinking so much, her cheeks were only slightly red, and her lips were much redder than her face, with a watery sheen.

Huai Xing thought for a moment and still propped her hands on her sides, her upper body moving back a little.

This distance was a bit dangerous.

Chu Wantang maintained this posture, her brows furrowed, and she continued the topic just now. “I also watch sleep-inducing videos.”

“Which kind do you watch the most?”

She thought for a moment and answered, “Concentration tests.”

But in fact, a successful person’s concentration would basically not be bad. Huai Xing did not say this and instead asked, “What’s it like?”

Chu Wantang raised her right hand and waved it left and right in front of Huai Xing, performing.

She said slowly, “Please look at my eyes and don’t be distracted by my hand…”

Huai Xing looked at her affectionate eyes. She had kissed her here before.

“Please look at my nose and don’t be distracted by my hand…”

Huai Xing looked at her straight nose. She had pecked her here before.

“Please look at my lips and don’t be distracted by my hand…”

Huai Xing looked at her moist lips, took her annoying wrist, and propped her other hand on the sofa, leaning over, her eyelids lowered, and accurately captured them—

It was no longer the past.