Stealing the moonlight into my arms

When Xiao Jingting woke up, he found himself lying in his home in Xishan Bay Villa.

To be more specific, he was lying on the floor of the study, leaning against the wall closest to the master bedroom.

There were several missed calls on his phone, all from Chu Yi.

Normally at this time, he would have arrived at the company.

But he overslept today.

No sign.

He tried to recall what happened yesterday, but it was as if a part of his memory was missing.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Chu Yi, telling him that he would go to the company later.

After sending this message, Xiao Jingting reopened his WeChat. Apart from some work messages and blocked group messages, Jiang Qiyun's message was among the pinned messages.

He didn't reply either.

Jiang Qiyun sent him an address and a picture that was obviously taken secretly.

He clicked on the picture, and the picture showed Zhou Yixing, Fu Runing, and a girl he didn't know.

The three of them were talking and laughing, lighting candles and eating cake. It really was like they were reborn.

Divorce really was like a new life for her.

Xiao Jingting found the photo very eye-catching, so he simply clicked delete and didn't leave it in the chat history.

He quit WeChat.

His finger accidentally touched the camera function, and he suddenly saw a few more photos in the album.

Xiao Jingting felt a little uneasy, and his intuition told him that he shouldn't click on this picture.

After a long silence, he opened the photo album.

Among the newly added pictures, the first one shows two hands overlapping with fingers clasped together.

One is a man's hand and the other is a woman's hand.

The man wears a wedding ring on his hand.

Xiao Jingting turned the page expressionlessly, and saw the face of a woman sleeping soundly.

He suddenly clenched his fingers, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

The next photo is a wooden sculpture, and the place where the wood sculpture is placed is the familiar coffee table.

There are three photos in total, and both the background and the people are so familiar to him.

Xiao Jingting lowered his eyes and looked at the wedding ring on his ring finger. It was exactly the same as the ring in the first photo.

He also clearly saw several scratches on his left arm.

The scratch was not big, but it was bleeding, and a thin layer of blood scab had formed after a night.

Xiao Jingting sat up from the ground.

He poured a glass of water, his eyes looking at nowhere, as if his vision had no focus, and he just drank the glass of water.

Suddenly, without warning, he threw the cup of water in his hand against the wall.

There was a loud bang, followed by the sound of glass breaking, and broken glass splashed everywhere.

Xiao Jingting looked at the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He felt that the light was very dazzling, so he pulled the curtains again.

His emotions could not calm down for a long time, and his chest was heaving violently.

He walked back to the desk and found a piece of paper on it, which was just an ordinary A4 paper used for printing documents.

There were two words written on it in black marker.

【Coward】

The font is arrogant and domineering, expressing its ridicule unscrupulously.

Xiao Jingting anxiously tore the paper into pieces, and even wanted to light a fire to burn the remaining pieces of paper.

But those two words seemed to be imprinted in his mind and could not be erased for a long time.

The eye-catching scratch on his hand was a stark reminder of the uncontrollable events that happened last night.

Xiao Jingting pressed his swollen temples, his eyes terribly gloomy.

He appeared again.