Chapter 14 The scent of a woman on him

Chapter 14 The scent of a woman on him

Xie Jin retreated violently and almost tripped because he was running too fast.

"I, I... Brother Zhai is my brother's friend." He touched his head, not knowing how to introduce himself. The corners of his light pink lips were naturally curved, and he smiled even when he wasn't smiling. "My name is Jie Jin, and Brother Zhai just went out for something."

"Oh." Cui Jing glanced at the IV bottle and saw that it would end in just a few drops.

"Don't you care?" Xie Jin asked.

"What do you care about?"

"He just left you like that! And you're still sick?" He raised his voice slightly, unable to hide his gloating, "He doesn't care about you at all. Did you know that he has someone he likes?"

Xie Jin originally thought he would see her rebuttal or surprise, or both at the same time.

Then she would ask himself what evidence he had, and he would show her the evidence so that she could also experience the feeling of being lost and heartbroken.

Cui Jing said, “I know.”

"As expected, you haven't yet." Xie Jin raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and glanced under his curved lips: "What, you said you knew?"

"correct."

"Then you...you two...are you a fake couple?" Are you really a couple? His face was extremely tangled, and he wanted to ask but couldn't open his mouth.

Cui Jing looked up at the IV bottle.

At some point, the IV bottle was empty, and a bit of blood came out of the IV tube in her hand, which was reflected on the white back of her hand, shocking.

“There’s no medicine.”

"Then I'll go get the nurse."

Cui Jing glanced at the bedside bell and didn't call him, so the topic was interrupted.

"Nurse, bed 39 is gone." Jie Jin opened the door, bringing out a gust of wind.

The nurse was walking away with the treatment tray.

A passionate man who was sitting in the corridor playing with his phone put away his phone when he heard it. "Hey, hey! Nurse, bed 39 is gone! Gone!"

"What? Gone?"

What is gone? People?

The nurse was startled and turned to see the patient in bed 39 sitting well with some blood coming back into the infusion tube.

She felt relieved.

"If your family members are around, please keep an eye on them."

The nurse didn't say anything more and went out after changing the medicine. However, Jie Jin saw blame in her actions and heard a rhetorical question from her words: "How do you take care of people?"

The nurse who was actually rushing to change the dressing said:...

When Xie Jin looked at Cui Jing again, he inexplicably sensed a hint of weakness on her face.

Her face was pale, her lips were light-colored, and her entire body was light-colored, but for no reason she filled the room with a radiant glow.

Unlike the charming women around him who had brightly colored lips, from a distance all she had was a pair of lips with perfect curves, speaking sweet voices that chattered so noisily that he wanted to tear their mouths apart.

This made her look much better.

and……

Xie Jin looked at his electronic watch and saw that Brother Zhai had gone out and never came back.

A message synced with the phone popped up: "I have something to do, you should go back to school early and don't skip classes."

He was often treated as an immature child and was left behind. After receiving the message, he went to see Cui Jing again, but there was no movement on her phone.

Brother Zhai left for something and she didn't get any news.

·

Xue Yijie went to the exhibition hall to exchange paintings.

When the assistant accidentally took the wrong painting, it didn't cause much shock.

As soon as he got off the car, he was blocked by a figure.

The backlight outlines the man's slender figure, thin waist, suit and tie, and his extraordinary demeanor.

"Let's talk, Xue Yijie." The familiar voice that was enough to hurt him sounded in reality again after many years.

People were coming and going at the door. It seemed that if he didn't leave, Zhai Yang would have to stand there and confront him. Xue Yijie glanced at the curious looks from the crowd and said, "Okay."

In the private coffee shop, Xue Yijie smelled his fragrance.

Zhai Yang's physique makes it difficult for him to retain fragrance, and he also has no habit of using perfume, so this fragrance should not last long.

Xue Yijie asked, "Who did you go to see?"

"We were just discussing a contract." Zhai Yang was stunned and evaded the question, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xue Yijie said.

The scent on Zhai Yang reminded him of a woman, and it was definitely not a masculine scent. Then he thought of his wife whom he had never met.

A hazy figure appeared in Xue Yijie's mind, without a face or shape.

This fragrance always reminds him that Zhai Yang is married.

Then what does he do if Zhai Yang comes to find him?

Xue Yijie held the handle of the teacup and shook the coffee in the cup twice.

Zhai Yang hadn't seen him for a long time, for several years. His eyes lingered, but he also restrained himself subtly. His tone was still neither high nor low, as steady as a stone sinking to the bottom: "I hated you, Xue Yijie."

"While you were away, I fell in love and got married."

"I thought I could let you go."

"But I found that I still can't leave you, even though you broke up with me without explaining anything. I know why you did it, but now I don't care about it."

Xue Yijie said: "Do you need me to remind you of your identity?"

Zhai Yang did not hesitate, and said firmly, "I will divorce her. I don't love her."

"I told her from the beginning not to let her love me too much. I may not be able to give her the love she wants."

"Then make it clear and then come back to me." Xue Yijie lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee.

"Okay, I'll divorce her."

"More than these."

And those handsome and handsome men around you who never stop approaching you, their malice is like a raging wave.

He had a rare moment of peace during the years he spent abroad.

But my heart is also very empty.

But when he actually saw him, he suddenly felt a little lost.

"Do you really know what love is?"

Will loving someone put your lover in an unbearable situation?

"I know." Zhai Yang said.

"No." Xue Yijie looked at his attitude that was nurtured by his pampered life and power, and saw the deep possession and paranoia in his eyes. "You don't understand, Zhai Yang."

Xue Yijie never talks about love because he doesn't understand it either.

Zhai Yang didn't understand why Xue Yijie said that.

He really liked listening to Xue Yijie's unique and clever remarks, liked seeing him concentrate on painting and smile, and liked his preference for him.

I like every bit of our interactions, the frictions and collisions, even if I have to keep compromising.

"You're still the same as before."

But there was a hint of boredom in Xue Yijie's eyes.

Xue Yijie fully realized that Zhai Yang's broad vision, extraordinary thinking and view of money were only things that belonged to his class.

Just like the hard-working people who face the earth and back to the sky, they are born with a pair of hands that are talented in planting flowers.

Zhai Yang's emotional and ideological cognition is still so shallow and superficial.

Limited and not expanding.

His thoughts are weighed down by countless shackles, and he cannot transcend his class, just as feudal people cannot transcend their own era.

"You need to resolve more than just a divorce." Xue Yijie raised her phone, and the vibration became louder. "I have something urgent to do. I'm leaving now."

Xue Yijie looked apologetic.

Zhai Yang grabbed his sleeve and said, "If you don't want to see anyone, your reason for leaving can be perfect, whether it's a recording or an alarm clock."

"Xue Yijie, do you really think I don't understand you?" Zhai Yang spoke each word with anger and paranoia in his eyes.

Xue Yijie looked at him in surprise at first, then smiled and swiped her phone, speaking loudly:

"Hello, Mr. Xue, the paintings in the gallery..."