Chapter 42 Stalker
What a pervert.
Cui Jing wanted to kick him twice, but just as she was gathering strength, she felt like she was rewarding him. She was afraid that he would feel too good, so she could only perfunctorily reply, "I'm not leaving. I have something to ask you."
Xie Jin looked up at her. The coldness between her brows was a silent contempt. He felt ashamed and shrank very small, like an ant.
How did it develop into this? What went wrong?
Cui Jing asked calmly, "You were the one who followed me before."
Xie Jin nodded awkwardly. When he was discovered, he simply admitted, "I didn't mean it."
"How long have you been following me?"
No wonder, no wonder she always felt that someone was there, it turned out to be this guy. Cui Jing thought about the days when she was suspicious and doubted her mental state, "What a jerk."
"I……"
"You hate me, but you follow me at the same time. Now you are... hating me? What else can this be considered as being a masochist?"
Cui Jing moved twice again, and looked up to see a figure approaching in the distance. She finally couldn't help but kick him, and the sharp heel hit his abdomen.
"Ugh..." Xie Jin knelt on the ground, holding his stomach and curled up in pain.
"Get up right now." Cui Jing felt embarrassed because someone was coming.
The woman's cold rebuke and the merciless sharp pain in her abdomen pierced his heart like a sword, and he suddenly woke up from that dream-like state.
What is he doing?
Xie Jin's face was burning. He stood up unsteadily from the ground and straightened his coat as if to cover up.
The waiter passed by without looking away. She looked at the wrinkled boy and the decent and noble woman on the ground. She didn't dare to look at this erotic play that seemed to be between rich people, and her feet walked straight.
The waiter's deliberate disregard made Jie Jin feel so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
Seeing Cui Jing turn around and leave, he grabbed her hand, which was a cold softness that was different from the words that came out of her lips.
Xie Jin's mind went blank, and his lips moved twice, "Don't call the police, I will agree to any conditions you have."
His tracking traces were not cleared very well, and although he would never be invited to the police station for questioning, he did not want to let his family know, especially his brother.
"Don't... don't tell anyone."
Cui Jing originally thought that someone like him would not care about the reputation of being a pervert, but now it seems that he thinks this is a handle.
Don’t miss the benefits that come to your door.
Cui Jing showed more patience and said in a gentle tone, "Are you willing to do anything?"
"What do you want me to do?" Xie Jin's voice was dry.
"I haven't thought about it yet, but three conditions aren't too much, right?" Cui Jing didn't intend to ask for too much and block her own way. Even a rabbit can bite when it's cornered, and a dog will naturally jump over the wall when it's desperate.
Perhaps he could be a help to her. After figuring this out, the ice and snow on her face melted away. "Actually, I can understand."
"understand?"
Cui Jing looked at him with pity and started to make up stories, "Some things are beyond human control. I know your pain. No one would want to stalk someone they hate. You...maybe you're just sick. People can have psychological illnesses."
"It's like a cold, it comes back every few years and will gradually go away on its own."
The woman's gentle comfort is like snake venom, paralyzing.
Xie Jin remained silent.
He thought about how he had just held her legs, the warm flesh so close to her through a layer of cloth, the bones beneath the skin standing straight.
He was still thinking about this at the moment.
Thinking of this, the boy wilted, and every strand of his hair showed frustration, "But I look like a pervert, but I don't want to be like this."
He wanted to say again, I don’t hate you.
He felt unconvincing before he even said it. Of course, she could sense his ill intentions. He had once thought of scratching her face.
He himself couldn't believe the emotions in his brain at the moment, so how could he expect others to believe them?
How can someone hate someone and have a strange liking for that person?
Xie Jin thought of a possibility.
He hesitantly touched the side of his neck and felt the uncertain bulge there, which seemed like an illusion but also like it was real.
He might be...about to split.
"Huh." Xie Jin let out a breath, and the world became bright.
So that's how it is. He was just affected by hormones. So many people were out of control and some even caught beggars on the street. In comparison, he was already considered strong.
"It's my fault for following you and scaring you. I will do my best to compensate you for your request."
After Xie Jin found the reason that he thought was reasonable, he no longer felt any burden in getting along with Cui Jing.
He may be in a differentiation phase now, and that's okay.
Yes, that's nothing.
And he objectively admitted that she was pretty, good at playing games, and smart. If she wasn't smart, how could she go to the same school as them? Under normal circumstances, it was normal for him to like her.
He should leave now, leave to find his brother to arrange a doctor for him, and his farewell words turned into a sentence, "Where are you going now?"
"find friends."
"The dinner is about to begin."
"Well, you go first." Cui Jing was a little impatient. Chen Shurong was sending her a message.
Xie Jin saw clearly that she frowned for a moment under the dim light, and his heart felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over his head.
Did she hate him?
"I...Okay, I'll go first! I'll go back and see a doctor. I suspect I might..."
Cui Jing looked at her phone absentmindedly.
His voice was so soft that it seemed as if he hadn't spoken a word. "Divided."
Cui Jing responded, "Well, I'll leave then." Anyone could see that she didn't care, but it was unclear whether she heard it clearly or not.
The hem of her crescent-white skirt swirled slightly in the dull evening breeze, and her high heels tapped on the wooden floor, making a crisp yet muffled sound.
She didn't care about his.
"She is Brother Zhai's wife. It's normal for her not to care about me. It's abnormal for her to care about me." Xie Jin was accustomed to this kind of loss. He had been chasing after Zhai Yang for a long time and had long been accustomed to this emotion.
When Xie Jin was about to leave, he noticed a round object shining on the ground. It was a pearl on the hem of her skirt, which had somehow fallen off while they were pulling on it.
A shadow approached and hit him hard.
"Sorry." A deep and magnetic voice passed by him. The male Alpha in security uniform turned around and looked at him. The look under the brim of his hat made people's backs cold.
No one knew where the pearl in Xie Jin's hand had rolled to.
He didn't bother to hold the short-sighted security guard accountable, and immediately turned on the light of his mobile phone screen. Just as he was about to bend down to look carefully, he stopped.
It's just a pearl.
It's just a pearl, it's of no use. Could it be that Zhai Yang can't afford to pay for a few pearls?
His body was very sticky and the wound on his hand was painful. Xie Jin felt that he should hurry to treat the wound and change clothes instead of looking for a devalued pearl with a hole in it and arguing with the lowly security guard.
He did not hesitate any longer.
After he left.
A man walked into the empty corridor without making a sound.
The man took off his safety helmet, his eyes were dark and sinister under his high brows. He picked up a pearl with a warm luster from behind a leaf.
"Can such a request soften your heart?"
He looked up at the surveillance cameras under the eaves and said, "It seems that we need to deal with these surveillance cameras."
“I was almost discovered.”
He took out an experimental Alpha portable suppressant and chewed a few of them like candy. They tasted terrible.
Not sweet at all.